Octavius

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"I sang of chaos and eternal night, taught by the heav'nly Muse to venture down. The dark descent, and up to reascend..." ~ John Milton, Paradise Lost

Procel's POV

Cole and I drove back to my place in silence. I don't know how to feel about him being here after all these years. I mean yes he's my only family left but I haven't seen him in so long. I want to be angry but I can't find the energy in myself.

I feel so drained, all I want to do is sleep forever and never wake up. I remember the look on Cresil's face. If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under with a bolder on top of me. Her eyes burned with hatred, but I can't find myself fearing her or feeling anything towards her.

Something deep down tells me that she deserves everything that's coming her way and I don't want to be in the middle of that. My thoughts came to a halt when the car stopped in front of my house. I went to open the door but a hand on my arm stopped me.

Flashbacks of our childhood together flashed through my mind. Happy memories soon turned into sad ones, where I was alone and crying. I quickly snatched my arm out of his grip. Those memories were too much to handle. "Come on Procel, you haven't said anything to me from the moment we left to now. What's wrong?" He asked in a soft voice. I looked at him with so much emotion that he flinched. I pushed the car door open and walked to my front door, he follows me.

"Procel I'm sorry that I hurt you. I never meant to. I'll leave my address here so you'll know where to find me and my phone number. Call me whenever you need to, I love you." With that, he walks off into the darkness, he left a piece of paper on my car. I walked towards it put it in my pocket.

Maybe I'm being a little hard on Cole but he hurt me, I thought he was dead. He left me when I needed someone the most, I needed someone to turn to and a shoulder to cry on but I didn't have that. It's been 5 years and now he decides that he wants to come back into my life.

Well, news flash he's going to have to work for a spot in my life. I locked up my house and went into my room. After my nightly routine, I fell into my bed and drifted into a dreamless sleep.