All Hearts Must Bleed

4: You

e tussle with his older brother, he couldn't prove it. His eyes just refused to slam shut as

p. That always worked. Just a couple strokes here and there, and the blanket of sleep would co

still in bed?" He looked astonished at his mother who was in no hurry to get up from her bed this Monday

she slowly sat up on her bed, not even gl

ady seven thirty, we need to

oking her son in the eyes. "In fact, for the first time in a long, l

, confused. "If everything's really going 'accordin

he used to cover herself and cuddled herself

than usual. "Mom please don

rt w

stay at home

I do what I want to. Plus, Miss Ayesha told me you guys have some upcoming talent show stuff,

me. I'm not going

rcus. Since you feel like you're a big boy now

alright.

ye-bye now" she said, curled on her bed, caring little

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d get into that car. Mom was actually right, today was indeed a very big day, and he'd been looking forward to it for a wh

rd and completely emotionless. The feud between the brothers would one way or another have to end eventually, but from the look on his face, Ryan definitely wasn't gonna be the first

of the bed" or even a "seatbelt please", but nothing. Not a single side-comment.

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siblings after their dinner time altercation last night. The car screeched to a halt just at the

d the words, "get out" and Marcus gladly took th

the eyes of almost everybody was fixed solely on Marcus like he was some celebrity. This was new. Even the bullies were looking like "what the fuck?", and for a couple seconds, he appreciated the attention he rarely ever got in the four and a half years he'd spent h

onless aura that oozed of a feeling everybody wanted to have a piece off. Everything, and I mean everything about him was spot on. The only thing that seemed to dent his almost supernatural aura was

oa

am

oticing any of this, reversed and zoomed out of the school premises, instantly breaking the spell. Now the entire

" A deep voice from

knowing all too well who i

eballing the built hunk whose presence wrea

I suppose. That was probably all my fault. My apologies" he stretch

Marcus replied,

time to be honest. Around twelve it was missionary. One, it was Doggy

fening blow in his direction and in one swift swipe, knocked the w

aked what was obviously coming next. Mitch immediately threw a right

e-aged teacher, just a couple feet away from the brewing fight club. Mit

e intentionally bumped into Marcus and wa

close" he thoug

character waved, just a couple st

von wha

ook or movie. His polo-type sweater and shorts complimented by his dark shoes and white

that was him?"

t to talk