No Longer Normal
Okay, So I know I haven't updated in far too long and truth is I don't have a big reason as to why I didn't upload… except I did lose some of my work when my laptop broke, so sorry . Anyway here is a short piece that I'm working on. Hope you guys like it
Isaac sat there his face grey and pale. His eyes glued towards a textbook, his hand shaking against the pen he held. Derek watched the young pup read over the same question for the fifth time; he looked no closer to solving it then he had 20 minutes ago. He hadn't even noticed Derek's appearance looming over him or the heavy breathing, as Derek watched him. His mind was clearly wondering back and forth over the possibilities but he couldn't quite bring himself to accept the most likely truth. Boyd and Erica were dead. Isaac and Derek had been searching for them since the first evening. Every evening was the same, they would spend hours searching abandoned warehouses, the forest anywhere that could possible hide two teenagers but alas they were nowhere to be found.
Derek gave a sigh, hoping to catch the pup's attention and bring him out of his slumber of nightmares and back into the reality of school work and the loft. Isaac slowly turned to his face, his eye sunken and his lips pressed together. His face to be a blank picture but failing miserably. Isaac looked towards Derek, he wanted to ask the question but he couldn't. 'We will look for them tomorrow,' replied Derek to the unasked question, Isaac silently nodded his head and gazed back towards his paper. He had no interest in having the same conversation they had every evening since they disappeared. It started with talking and would often end with Isaac walking out and Derek ending up pouring a glass of whiskey. Isaac would then sneak back in later when Derek was asleep. Times had been tough and the truth is, neither of them really knew how to deal with the issue at hand. Derek had never been good at the whole talking thing and Isaac hid in the dark, afraid that the past would eventually catch-up with him. Derek took the paper of him, muttering about how that has enough for one night and that he needed a break. Isaac said nothing, trapped inside his own world. He didn't even stop starring at the place where the paper once was.