*COMPLETE*Before they were mutants and even before they were enemies, Evan Daniels and Pietro Maximeff were best friends. But as they grew up, school, real life, and girls got in the way of their friendship. Especially one girl.....
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~Present Day~
Evan walked into the house and tossed his over - night bag on the couch.
"Evan," called his mom.
"Yeah?"
"Can you go up to the attic and bring down a box of Christmas
decoration?"
He sighed. "Sure Mom."
He headed up the two pair of stairs, dragging his feet with every step.
He reached the attic in no time. Evan saw the box his mom was talking about.
Buried under other boxes.
Evan let out another sight and began lifting the other boxes off the
desired box.
One of the boxes on top was really heavy and Evan had to struggle to lift
it. He swung it around and heard something get knocked over. Evan sighed again
and dumped the box he was holding, not really caring if the stuff inside was
fragile or not. Then he turned to see what he knocked over.
It was a photo album. An old one, too. Pictures had spilled out of it and
were in one big mess.
Evan got down on his knees and began to put them in a pile when he came
across a picture.
Not that was a big shock. Except it was a picture of Pietro and Evan.
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~1 year ago~
Wanda had been missing since May and the police just dismissed her as
another runaway. Mr. Hopmore, Wanda's foster father, had been arrested a month
after Wanda disappeared. He was charged with child abuse and raping of several
minors.
Evan had hoped that after Mr. Hopmore was arrested, Wanda would come out
of hiding. She didn't, though.
Pietro took his sister's disappearance hard, to say the least. When
Pietro entered high school in September, Evan heard that he joined a gang and
was selling crack now. Evan did know that Pietro joined the basketball team. On
game nights that were home games, Evan would go to the high school and watch the
team play. He just knew that his place was on that team and that's where he'll
be next year. Pietro will finally have to accept him at least as a teammate.
After the games, Evan would wait by the locker room, hoping to get to
chat with Pietro. He'd always chicken out though at the last second and run off.
No matter what though, Evan could not admit that their friendship was
over.
The season was soon over and spring came up. Not that you could tell in
the city. All the smog covered up all the signs of nature.
Evan was sitting in the kitchen one day drinking his fourth glass of milk
in a row, when he found himself staring at the calendar. His mother had changed
it recently for the new month. The May picture showed a little orange kitten
playing in a field of flowers.
It wasn't the picture that caught Evan's attention. It was today's date
that did.
It was the one-year anniversary of Wanda's disappearance.
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Evan didn't know why he went to the cemetery. He was glad he did though.
Sitting on a bench that over looked a duck pond next to his mother's
grave sat Pietro. He was grazing at the pond, watching the little ducks play.
Evan could tell that Pietro didn't see them, though.
Slowly, Evan came up to the bench and sat down.
"Hey," he said softly.
Pietro nodded.
They sat in silence for a while.
"What are you doing here, Pietro?" Evan finally asked.
"I always come here on the days I died," said Pietro.
Evan couldn't help it; he shuddered. Pietro didn't sound like himself. He
didn't sound normal at all.
"What are you doing here?" Asked Pietro, but he looked and sounded like
he already knew.
Still, Evan wasn't quick to tell him what he was doing there.
While Evan was thinking, Pietro turned back towards the pond.
"I know that she was there that night." Pietro said it so softly that
Evan almost didn't hear him.
"Did she tell you?" Evan asked after a pause.
"No," said Pietro. "I didn't see her that night." He looked at Evan.
"That's how I know she was with you."
That's when Evan got it. He got why Pietro avoided him even more in the
hallways. Why he stopped talking to Evan. Why he stopped coming over.
"Do you hate me because Wanda choose me?" Evan was afraid of the answer.
Pietro nodded.
"Yes," he said.
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