As It Seemed

James and Kyle's friendship was always going to be an unusual one. Throw in the eccentric- yet intriguing Bella Cattaneo and things get a bit more complicated. Moreover, Bella and Kyle not seeing eye to eye doesn't exactly help matters. James has to deal with a new school, family and the promise of a new life while also struggling to be the lynchpin between his 'friends'. A flurry of events ensue and James is left questioning the nature of his relationships; doubt creeps in and he's not so sure again. The cracks that threaten the walls of his reality slowly but surely surface and there's only one bridge in sight... to cross or to burn.
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"Yo, wait up!" calling, I trailled behind. Unlike him, I was finding it a tad bit difficult to put one foot in front of the other for the chase. He continued unresponsive.

"Kyle!" I bawled, finally catching up to him, reaching for his arm. His turn was abrupt -as though he anticipated my move. And, for a while, we just stood there panting- eyes locked. Blue orbs, a repository of worry, staring back at me.

I couldn't wrap my head around what was working him up; whatever it was, it was taking a toll on him- the last few days had taken a toll on us.

"Kyle... buddy," I said in a much more soft, drawn-out tone, "talk".

"T-They're coming-" there was a slight hesitation. "...they're gonna take me," he added rather dautingly.

"Who's coming?" I inquired, quite hastily.

"Them... I-I don't wanna go..." his voice a receptacle of masked emotions. His ocean blue eyes teary, "I don't wanna go James."

"I won't let them take you, I promise," promising what in particular? Not a clue. Sweat trinkled down my forehead in beady intervals. I was supposed to protect him- protect us from whoever was coming. Whatever was coming.

"Oh James..." he dragged, stepping back tentatively. His eyes wide with grim realisation,"...you'll help them."
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