*Exactly 14 hours 30 minutes ago.*
As Dylan had left him alone in the night street completely clueless, it had taken him ten whole minutes to realize Dylan had just walked away from him. Looking scared and angry. Yet, not one reason could come to mind.
He noticed Dylan's phone that had fallen to the ground and picked it up. Still in a daze, he had walked back to his house, shut the door behind him and walked up to the living room.
"Hey, Kyle, you're finally back." Lucas stared, his neck stretched at him on the couch, with the TV playing. "Mom! Kyle's back! I was just about to give you a call. Where did you go all day? I know you weren't at school, you've been skipping Thursday's lately."
He could only stare back at Lucas in silence, his mind still making calculations of his own.
"Ky
