Capítulo 155: Chapter 152
" Devil's Maze, what do you know about it?"
Miles' entire expression changed. He turned and gave me this weird look that I was unable to read.
" I heard rumours about the guys planning one, so it's true then?"
I nodded, and when he asked me whether I was going to participate I just said I didn't know, then I repeated my earlier question. I wanted to know everything there was about it before I joined, the last thing I needed was to get myself into more unwarranted trouble. So some nice research was a definite must.
" What sort of question is that? Didn't you guys have it back in Phoenix?"
" If we did then I was never aware. "
" Fucking hell! I thought everyone interested in bikes knew what a D.M is. "
" Clearly not, now tell me, is it legit or will I end up regretting it later?"
" I've never heard of anyone getting into any trouble before. You could get close but that's why you do it as a team. "
" You sure? "
" Yeah, Will loved those things back when he used to race. It's just for fun, like how kids like messing around with the security guards at the mall, they don't mean anything by it...it's simply to elevate their moods. "
" I see, "
" The only thing you need is speed, everything else just involves having fun. "
Well if hadn't been sure before then I definitely was now. I was always up for something new when it came to racing, and the fact that the maze was just for fun was an added bonus. I was fast, so I didn't really have anything to worry about in that specific department. And I'd have enough time to go over to the location and check it out when I was free. To just master the route and know where I could turn and where I couldn't. Afterwards, I thanked Miles, I was sure that I could trust his words and judgement because he was well versed with that place and definitely knew more about it than I did. And plus Miles was the type of person that was just well liked and known. Nothing passed him, especially things he was interested in. He then told me that he wished we could chat but he really had to get going. He said that his parents were mad enough as it was so there was no need to anger them even further.
" See you tomorrow, I'll try and convince my mum to let me ride with you and I'll see how it goes. "
I wondered whether he'd already forgotten that I took Kyle to school most of the times. So it would technically be impossible for him to ride with me as well. Speaking of Kyle...I had to go back. Miles walked away, he seemed much better than how he'd been when I approached him, and even though I knew I hadn't really played any role in that, I was glad he was finally himself again. I suppose that's just how he was, nothing ever really bothered or upset him for a long while and in an uncontrollable manner. He had just admitted to wanting to become more like me yet I wished to have just a quarter of the amount of tolerance and patience that he possessed.
Blowing out a long breath, I stood as well, my eyes on our house as I wondered what I'd do when I got back. Because the truth was that things weren't okay. I was really not happy, but we had gotten to a point with Kyle where I felt as if it I didn't have the right to be mad. As if the only one whose feelings truly mattered was Kyle. And so there was no point in me getting visibly angry and flipping out since all it would manage to do was make Kyle even more angrier than he already was.
But I didn't want to just give in like that. I was upset but I had a point to put across and I wanted to be able to do that without Kyle getting more pissed. I hated it whenever we argued and failed to see eye to eye. It was wrong to always want someone's approval but I always wanted Kyle's and didn't mind at all about what was right and wrong. And now that I had gotten some time away from him, I could go back and we could attempt that entire conversation over again. Much more clearer this time.
But if Kyle was still set on that verbal backlash then there as no way I was going to stay and listen. It was either he tried to view things from my own perspective or we just stopped even bothering to try and talk things out. I walked back to the house, stopping when I got to the main entrance because I just had this odd feeling in my gut. I looked back and darted my eyes around the place,but there was nothing that stood out, so I just went in. Kyle wasn't there, and my dad and Khloe were exactly where I left them.
" I'm planning on warming up dinner, you should ask Kyle to come down, " Khloe said and my dad silently agreed , nodding his head towards my direction. Then he told me that I could wait for fifteen or so minutes before I asked him to join us, that would give them time to plan everything concerning the meal.
I just nodded and made my way up the stairs and directly to my room. He was still in there and that made me feel better than he could ever guess. He was seated on the bed, his legs crossed and an anxious look on his face. And when I walked in his head shot up immediately and I saw the longing in his eyes. It felt like it has been ages since he looked at me like that. Most times, I really missed the younger versions of us. Those two kids had been more truer to themselves than we were currently being. They'd never argue seriously and even if they did, there was always a solution that was implemented by one of them. Back then it had been a known fact between us that we were both terrified of losing the other, but I couldn't help but feel like that strong connection was becoming weaker as the days passed. Our happy moments were being overshadowed by the sad ones and we were letting it happen as we watched. All because we had placed absolute faith in our love and we had proclaimed that it was the strongest one there was and nothing could be stronger. He carefully watched me from underneath his lashes.
Looking almost timid...just like back then. And I could tell that he had been expecting me to walk over to the bed and sit with him, but no way was I going to take everything upon myself and ask for his forgiveness when I believed I had been right. I went over to the dressing table and settled down there, Crossing my arms as I organized my thoughts in a more clearer manner that wouldn't just drain us both.
" I'm not sure you understand this, but I only called your mum because of that very reason...she's YOUR mum!"
He hang his head and looked away, then he wrapped his arms around himself protectively and remained that way. I just wanted him to say something... anything it could be.
" I'm a complete jerk to my dad, I know that. And it's also not my place to tell you what to do, but I know what I'm talking about. "
If only he'd call her to hear the way her voice sounded from the other end. How it would break because she sounded so lost and tired. I personally didn't know Kyle's mum or how she was normally, we had only met those few times, but I knew the difference between a normal person and one that was broken.
She was the latter.
And each time we talked the only person in her mind was Kyle, but he wouldn't even call to say something as simple as 'hi'. Because if he did that and then hung up immediately after, she would actually be pleased.
" I can't forgive her, " I heard him finally say, his voice that low whisper. Like the words were for his ears alone and I just happened to hear them out of chance.
" I'm not asking you to forgive her, just--" I watched as he started to scratch his arms, slow at first, but then the action gradually gained speed.
" No, don't do that!" I hated it when he did that and he knew it. I had warned him against it countless times but lately I had assumed he had stopped because I hadn't really seen him do it. And the plan had been to maintain some space between us for logic reasons but I immediately threw that decision into the trash, striding over to the bed and sitting behind him. My legs on either side of him, then I wrapped my arms around him from behind and rested my chin on his shoulder.
" I warned you against doing that. "
" She doesn't deserve my forgiveness!"
" Okay, don't forgive her. But that doesn't mean you can't talk to her. "
" She doesn't deserve that either. "
" But you talked while you still lived together, and I'm sure you were still mad at her even then. "
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