Zion ~

Damn me for fighting that moron. People here on campus consider me deadly like I got a record in jail but I have non on my list. They fear me, I can see that in their eyes. Sprinting away from my presence to stay away from trouble. I got a name and of course a position beyond the dominations. I can feel many pairs of eyes boring into the back of my body as I walk inside the campus to my bros.

The entire campus is focused on my deal with Drake from the other day, despite reckoning both of us for our acts. I knew Drake since middle school and that fucker is a Viber, he has the sluttiest blood running through his veins, he's eyes are always looking for new prey and this time he did a big mistake by pecking at Morana. He considers himself to be superlative but he is mostly known for his charms. He villainizes other boys in front of chicks then victimize them to a sham, talks sweet, use the charm, asks for dates, then jumps into their beds, has sex and records a video to use them for later that's how he put the namesake family for glory. But as says every human at their glory at some point finds themselves seeking living anatomy, that's what happened with Drake. I will fucking make him regret going for Morana.

Max and I have been childhood pals since the night in the park where the two of us were hiding from the demons ruling our nights and house. Both of us share a common result of events that includes being unable to save our mother from the wrath of our fathers. Unfortunately for him, he lost his mother when Morana was only four months, fortunately for us to have a lucky sister. Moran became my family from the very first glance and we swore to protect her from every motherfucker.

Since childhood, the only celibacy I have followed is to be able to protect the family the rest of the world can fuck themselves. The only pay world could receive is regret not more. Moran is like a little sister to me maybe not by blood but she's Max's sister and he is my family I will tear off the world for him.

The quirky is blowing about the affair that happened between Drake and Morana and it boils my blood to know how stupid each person is, not knowing anything about the crucial details here they are inferring. I couldn't get the image of Morana lamenting inside the girl's restroom from my head, she still isn't telling either me or Max about what happened but all we know is that fucker is gone. One wrong step and dead, no one will save him this time and I will merrily give Max to take his rage out on him.

Despite the dirty air surrounding the campus, everything seems unpretentious and subtle. I walk straight inside the campus to our usual meeting spot and as consistently find Max, Morana as well as the others there, waiting for me. Moran is our strong girl she won't back off after lame humiliations, she fights back and that's what the twins share in common apart from the colour of their eyes even though Max got a slight litter shade of grey in his.

I approach them with a genuine smile to make the atmosphere normal and got greeted back with warm smiles if we don't count the smirk Molly just gave me. Molly Samuels the popular girl of Rockport and me hit it on at the very beginning of the year. She might be a bitch in every action but she deep-throats smooth. However, she deems that maybe we can play relationship games. I don't do plays but little flings and quick fucks are flimflam for me.

Despite all her flirts, I ignore her my main focus is on Max and Morana. Max has been awfully quiet for the past few days as if he's recalling the past but that must stay behind, what happened was supposed to happen and we must move past it and get over every fact that it threads. If the old scar reopens, stitch it, glue it, hide it but don't let it bleed, once it bleeds it bleeds for the rest of your life. And whatever is cooking in Max's mind must cease cause he can't bench for the entire year, we have a match coming soon and I don't want poor performance from any of the players. Soccer is my channel of withstanding and I as a caption don't want any of the partakers to play poorly. As I said if the cut reopens do whatever but don't let it bleed.

As I more engage in the surrounding I can feel if I pull up any conversation others might thread it with a machine and that will acts poorly on Max more than Morana. So I save the worst for later, I will speak with him later. The oration must start soon.

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The oration and the coming lessons went well but I couldn't come up with time to speak with Max. He said he wasn't feeling well but clearly not meeting my eyes. One thing about Max is that he's a terrible liar and secondly, he overthinks, and whatever the hell he is up to is killing him from inside and that he doesn't want me to call upon. Whatever he needs I'll provide him, if he needs time he will get it. Today was booked for me. The entire day went by thinking about Max and Morana and the ultimate way out of the problems but tomorrow must not be as subtle flowing time but something productive must I do.

I'll be damned if I let anything happen to them and mostly if I let my guard down. The shell must protect what's hiding inside, not freeze and let others break it easily and must be that wheel for them.

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