Takes place during Next Class: Episode #SorryNotSorry
Miles Pov
I was having a pretty good day so far. My life was finally starting to look up, I just had to tie up some loose ends. With one person in particular. It was the night of the Snowball; the dance I was supposed to help on. I started walking up to the ticket booth as soon as I saw him. "People are saying that the Snowball will be memorable." I said making Tristan turn around. His eyes looked at me coldly. "No thanks to you, how many tickets?" he responded. I could tell he was mad. "I can't come. Big events are triggers." I told him, mentioning that I'm a recovering addict. I remember when my friends held an intervention for me, when I was smoking pot and not popping pills. The things I had said to Tristan had caused our break up. That bad the fact that he thought I still liked Mae. The truth was I was just scared. Scared that I couldn't have a solid relationship, especially with a boy, when my dad's abuse had gotten worse. "Then why are you here?" Tristan asked me. I could tell that he wanted to punch me in the face. I breathed in. "I'm going to boarding school next semester. Mom and I decided that I needed a fresh start, to get away from all the bad influences. So, uh… goodbye, I guess. And… I'm sorry." I told him while breathing steadily. Why was this so hard? "For what?" He looked surprised. I chuckled under my own breath. For what? For everything. "Take your pick" I said walking away. I was so close to crying. Why? I had gotten over Tristan, hadn't I?
I decided to go to movies instead of the Snowball. I kind of wanted to go, but I also didn't. Winston was taking my sister and I was happy for him. But then she dumped him. On the night of the dance. So instead he was going to the movies. Hunter came in arguing with mom about his games. Apparently he was the person who was trolling Maya. He was getting really anxious, and I knew how that felt. Either way, I decided to give him some time to himself before I would go check on him.
I decided to check on Hunter before I went to the movies. I knocked on Hunter's door. "Hunter?" I called out to see if he was there. No reply. I opened the door to everything knocked over. His mirror was shattered. I slightly touched it, wondering what he had done to crack it like a spider web. He wasn't in the bathroom. "Oh crap." Winston said, looking at something on Hunter's desk. It was a list of people's names. "It's not a..." Winston interrupted me. "A kill list" It was more of a statement then a question. "We should call 911" Winston said looking up at me. This was not happening. "No. No, there's no way..." I trailed off. Winston bean talking again. "Tristan's name is on" Why was Tristan on that list. Why had I become so worried in the split second he had said the one name Tristan. There were other people's names who I should worry about, not to mention my brother. But for some reason Tristan's name had me worried. "But your probably right. I mean, where would he even get a gun." Winston said trying to reassure me. "My dad keeps his downstairs." I had just realized what Hunter was doing. I had to call 911 before someone got hurt, mainly Tristan. I decided to call and say that there might be a person with a gun who was going to shoot people up at the school dance.
I was freaking out know. I finally decided to text Tristan, to see if he saw my brother, and if he was okay.
Have you seen my brother? I texted. It didn't take long for Tristan to respond.
Tristan- He's OK
Miles- My dad's gun is missing I think Hunter wants to hurt you.
God I hope my brother and Tristan were okay. What to do know. What could I do? Okay. Okay, Miles come down. Don't panic. Call Tristan. If he knows that my brother is "okay" then they are probably together. I could talk to Hunter. And I knew Just what to say. I called Tristan and he answered almost instantly. "Hello?" He asked. As much as I wanted to talk to him, I had to talk to my brother. I asked for my brother. "Hello." I heard Hunter's voice. It sounded so dead inside. I tried to be calm as I talked to him. "Hey. I heard, uh, there's a lock down." The on that I had called in. "I just wanted to make sure you're okay." I breathed in deeply. "Are you okay?" I asked. I knew I sounded worried but I didn't care. "Yeah, sure…" Hunter replied his voice trailed off. I knew he was lying. "Listen, I know the past few days have been tough, but you're not alone, okay? No matter what, you'll always have me. I love you. I know I don't always show it, but I do. I love you." I was breathing heavily know, tears down my face. I had no idea hunter was so mad and upset and depressed that he would do this. He never responded. I hung up the phone and mustered up the courage to dive to school to pick him up.
I arrived at the school when the cops where leaving. I went in to get Hunter, but I also wanted to see Tristan. Of course Tristan had to get the party started again, yet he still came over to see me. "I'm sorry for being a drama queen. Dad's gun was missing" I didn't know why I was telling Tristan, but I felt like I had to. "So you called in the lock down?" Tristan half asked, half laughing. "I was worried Hunter would do something crazy" I replied, answering his half question. I looked down. We talked some more about stuff. I was glad to see Tristan again before I would leave for boarding school. "Take care, Tris." I said, walking off to see Hunter. I guess that was our goodbye.
The ride home was silent. Hunter said nothing, I said nothing. When we got home Hunter went up to his room, but I followed him. I walked in on him with dad's gun in his hand. "Get out" he told me. I slowly closed the door behind me, my hand out as a sign of peace. Hunter looked like he was about to cry. "Just… put it down." I said, my breath trembling. He set it down. It felt so weird. "Were you really going to hurt those people?" I asked. I don't know what I would do if he had. "I don't… I don't know" He responded, his voice was cracking and his eyes were filling up with tears. "I don't know" he said again. Then he did something surprising. He hugged me. And I hugged him back. "You can't tell anyone." Hunter said in a slightly louder than a whisper tone. I knew I couldn't. And I wouldn't.
