the friend slumped down into the chair. heavy eyes, hollowed cheeks, his body hunched. he brushed a hand through his hair, combing it backwards with his fingers; it fell right back into the same messy position. he closed his eyes.
friend: i made a compromise with your dad. your life in return for the truth. i have no regrets. what happened that day had to happen. but him knowing can end up with disasterous consequenses.
a faint sigh before he opened his eyes again. the circles under them prominent and dark.
friend: i have to make sure that after our deal has been upheld, he can never talk about it. no matter what that might take.
he picked himself up from the chair and hesitantly put his hand on his friend's, as if he was afraid it would cause him pain. he swallowed and looked at him, hoping for a sign, a suggestion, a confirmation. his friend stayed motionless and quiet.
friend: forgive me.
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Short Storyan almost decade old story. * "one tragedy changed their lives." a story with dialogues and minimal description, in which a boy ends up in the hospital after a car accident and his friend slowly collapsing under the weight of his tortured mind. but...
