Chapter 24

Hisoki hasn't come back to school. After ten minutes of waiting, the three boys left. Kai and Mago were talking, the two sitting down next to the yellow lockers. "Are you ok? You don't want to kill him anymore, do you?" Baker asked hesitantly, sitting down next to Kai. Mago scoffed, rolling his eyes. "No, I don't. Just, he's a fucking asshole." Mago muttered, crossing his arms. Baker sighed, nodding his head lightly. Yoshi and Wafi stepped out of the room, shutting the door behind them.

Yoshi, being the sweetheart he was, had grabbed Mago's bag. "Is everything ok now?" Yoshi asked quietly, Mago shrugging. "Sure, I guess. God," Mago stood up, grabbing his bag. "I need a drink." Mago muttered, walking down towards the exit. Baker watched him go for a minute, sighing hesitantly. "Can we come along?" Wafi asked.

Mago turned around to look at him, before shrugging. "Fuck it, let's go losers."

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"Harley! I was wondering if you wanted to come over to Mago's place? We're going to have a little party? It's just something to get our mind off of school." Yoshi asked cheerfully. There was background music, with wind swirling through the microphone. Harley was going to have to assume that the other was in a car. Harley scoffed, ready to click end. "Why the hell am I going to hang out with you?" Harley asked, a dead tone in his voice. Yet Yoshi didn't seem too bad. Why couldn't Harley go to his girlfriend in peace?

"Oh, but it's going to be very funny. Mago's totally ok with you coming over-" "No, Yoshi. Now stop calling." Harley muttered, hanging up the phone. He stepped aside, stepping out of his car.

Harley usually would have texted Loni that he was coming over but he was too excited. He decided on a Cyclamen, a beautiful type of rose he found at the flower store. He stepped up to her front door. He knocked on the door lightly, humming one of his favorite songs. Today was definitely going to be a good day.

Sorin opened the door, his eyes widening when he saw Harley. Loni said Sorin wasn't supposed to be here this week. "Oh, hey Sorin. Is Loni here?" Sorin quickly shook his head, silently. "No, I- she's not here." Sorin said briefly, seemingly worried. Was something wrong? Did something happen to Loni?

"Oh, well can I wait for her?" He asked, Sorin looking at him hesitantly for a moment, before nodding. "Actually, she is here. She's just in her room. " He mumbled, stepping to the side to let Harley in. Harley steps inside the warm building, walking up the stairs to her apartment. Harley stepped inside, walking over to the couch. He sits down, leaning over to place the Cyclamen onto the table. Sorin walked over to the kitchen, making a cup of tea. "Would you like something?" He asked calmly. Harley shook his head. He stood up, holding the flower, and walking towards the halls that lead to the bedrooms. He wanted to talk to her, tell her about his day. "You shouldn't do that!" Sorin said quickly as Harley walked down the halls. He opened the door, freezing at the sight.

Loni was sitting up on her bed, a girl Harley had never seen before sitting on her lap. The two were making out, the girls' hands all over Loni's chest. A guy stood on the other side of the bed, his phone up recording. The guys make eye contact with Harley, fumbling with the camera as his eyebrows raise. "Shit!" He mutters, hitting Loni's shoulder. She looks around for a moment before gasping at the sight of Harley, who stood there shocked.

She quickly pushed the girl off her lap, running to Harley, but it was too late. How Could she- why would she cheat on him? He didn't do anything wrong., did he? He didn't yell at her, they never argued. It's been three years, why would she do that? ``Baby-" "Don't call me that." Harley muttered, walking to the door. He needed to get out of that room. He needed to get out of that apartment. He needed to-

She grabbed his arm, the flower dropping to the ground. "Harley listen-" Harley wouldn't. Why would he? WHy should he? "Don't touch me." He was almost there. Just a couple more steps. He caught a glimpse of Sorin, who was standing still as a board. Harley scoffed. "Fuck you. I hope both of you go to hell." He muttered, before grabbing the door. He swung it open with all his might, walking out and quickly down the steps. He could feel the tears overflowing in his eyes, blurring his vision. But he wouldn't cry. He was stronger than this. The student let out a shuddering sigh.

He slid into his car, slamming the door shut. Breathe, breathe, breathe. He just needed to breathe. He grabbed his phone, scrolling to the first contact he saw. The phone rang for a moment, the tone going in and out, before a voice cleansed his ear. "Hello?" The voice asked, light and airy. He had gotten the other's number when school first started. "Are there going to be drinks?" Harle asked, his voice stiff. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry.

Yoshi was quiet for a moment. There was no wind or music. He wasn't in the car anymore. "Yeah, there will be." Yoshi said calmly, his voice still light and airy. "I'll be there in twenty." He said simply, before hanging up. He should probably stop doing that. He laid his head on the steering wheel, a soft tear falling down to his jeans, creating a small dark circle.

He reached into his bag, grabbing Hisoki's pills, and throwing them onto the sidewalk.