So here is the first chapter of can't turn back, this is my first fan fiction. Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: DON'T OWN YU-GI-OH ALL DAT GUBBINS...
Joey could feel his heart thudding in his chest, he could feel it so hard that he was sure it was about to tear itself out of him and break free. He peered over his back, to see the great blocks of downtown Domino city below him. Even though the buildings were all tall, Kaiba Corp towered above the rest, shadowing the blocks around it. Great wisps of grey cloud were forming around the pinnacle of the building. From his position on the hill, he could just about see the block of flats he'd been running from. All of a sudden, he thought of his friends, he couldn't leave them. Abruptly he corrected himself, "pull yourself together, Wheeler, you can't go back not for nobody or nothin', no way." He had gone too far already, part of him wanted to say good bye, but no, he had to keep running. He was already on the outskirts of Domino. His brain caught up with where he was. He knew this park; it was one of the roughest parts of Domino. He'd been in such a blind panic he'd run northwards, to the far northern outskirt, the worst area. Joey recalled the old gang days before Yugi had changed him, his old gang hung in the north. He remembered what those days had been like. He and Tristan and the gang had always been in trouble. He shivered; he should get going, he didn't want to run into any former friends.
He took in his surroundings, litter everywhere, a rancid smell hung in the air, some rusted swings, not that they would ever be used, no kids came here. The last thing he noticed properly in that park was the one that caught his eye and reminded him of the constant longing in the pit of his stomach.
His eyes flickered over a couple on a bench; they were talking and laughing passionately. They had something he wanted so badly... each other. He thought of her. Joey closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He told himself not to think like that, he couldn't go all gooey now. Anyway what did it matter? Even when he wanted her so badly, he knew she didn't care. He flicked his long, blonde fringe into his eyes, to help hide the tears spilling down his cheeks from anyone who could be watching. After all, stealing somebody's soul is not what you call loving behaviour.
The wind picked up, Joey shuddered. He had no coat, just the clothes on his back. He felt a fat drop of rain wet his nose, a storm was coming. A street lamp flickered on. He shouldn't be here, not at nightfall, so quickly he power-walked out of the park gates and into the unknown.
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