Part one

A Caster’s Wish

The movers are wearing crisp gray uniforms. They have the truck almost completely packed
with boxes. I pull my jacket a little tighter around me, it’s chilly this evening. I’m going to miss
this house. It was just a rental, but I had felt like it was home, even if it did have rats under
the porch and no central heating or cooling. Having it taken away like this is humiliating.
I didn't want to move, I don't like change. But now moving to a new place and new home
had to be done. It's a recurring thing and i think if i count, I've moved ten times in my
nineteen years, maybe more, but ten i can remember.
I scuff my feet along the gravel path that leads to the doorway of the home im leaving. I
look up at the shoddy flaking wood windows and remember some pretty good memories
over the three years. The parties, the sneaking about. The time when my now ex nearly
broke his wrist climbing through my woodworm eaten window. Oh man….that was a good
night. Sexy as hell and very unforgettable, until i nearly killed him. I didn't mean it, i didn't
know i could be capable of something like that. That sexual pleasure can bring death only at
its peak. To be honest, before all that shit, before i nearly took his young years, it was great.
The summer we met became the only summer in my life that actually meant something and
now i have to leave it all behind.
I turn and watch the sun disappear in a wash of golds and oranges. It’s not quite six pm,
according to the clock at least. Daylight savings time is such a joke. Everything is a joke.
“Cody, are you done staring holes in this shit hole?”
“Piss off, this shit hole was mine, at least.”
“Well not anymore, get in the car or im tell Maggie.”
“Your an asshole.”
“Always, the perks of being an asshole is getting my way...now get in the damn car.”
“Fine.” I take one last look back at the home i called mine. Fucking sad, isn't it? Being
attached to a rotten building.
“Don't be so fucking miserable, what sort of guy cries over a shithole?” I rub my hands over
my face so I don’t snap at the dick sitting next to me. His heart is hammering loudly in his
chest and it’s distracting, though I am relieved to find I don’t have any urge to punch him or
the fact if I did, we could both die in a horrendous crash that ‘I’ would be responsible for. I
don't want that shit on my headstone ‘Cody kills Max in a rageful outburst, go to hell’ well
that would suck.
“It's just, it was mine. Away from maggie….away from all of it. I finally had a chance to be
normal.”
“We will never be normal Cody, face facts. We are freaks.”
“No. I want to be normal.”
“Don't ever get another boyfriend...actually don't have sex false stop. Don't do anything,
become a hermit...like me.”
“No thanks.”
“Suit yourself. Just be prepared for those torches and pitch fawkes….”
 “Idiot. It's not the dark ages. It's the twenty first century.’
“And, that doesn't stop shit from happening. You may find yourself committed or worse.”
“Okay, fine. I will be careful.”
“Good….get some sleep, it's a long fucking drive. I will wake you when i stop off for
coffee.”
“Yeah, cheers.” I don't know how long the drive to London is. It has to be less than ten
hours or we'll run into the sunrise . Either way, I'm in for a long night and my arse had
already gone numb. Heh, the city, the capital city of this shithole country. I always hated the
fact i was born here, i always wanted to be born somewhere that had consistent and good
weather. But no, a country of nothing but frigging rain and when it wasn't raining, it was too
damn windy or to damn muggy, to be honest, I'm never happy with it. Damn, maybe i may
just become a shut in, its probably for the best, now that i'm of age, i don't know what i'm
capable of and no one is telling me any different. All i know, is that i'm going to miss my little
shithole.

Part two
A caster’s wish

“I need a piss.” I mumble, half awake. “If i don't go, I'll piss your passenger seat.”
“We stopped and hour ago, why didn't you go then?” I glare at him. The window is down
and his auburn hair is whipping around his face. He looks completely carefree, and I
suppose he is. He's getting his way. I'm the one getting screwed. Yet i still need to piss.
“I didn't need to go the then, i was to tired.”
“Well, the next stop isn't for another thirty minutes.”
“Fuck...and close that damn window, its cold.”
“Fine, but if i fall asleep at the wheel, it's your damn fault.”
“On a serious note. Why are you moving in with me?” He sighs, running his fingers through
his hair.
“Maggie said i had to.”
“Because of what happened?”
“Yeah, and amongst other things.”
“Bullshit.” I mutter under my breath.
“Don't do that.”
“What?”
“Mutter, i hate it. It gives me a headache.”
“Well stop trying to go get into my head. I hate that!”
“Don't raise your voice, it distracts me...and plus, you don't want Maggie finding out about
your rebellious phase, do you?” The threat steals away the comfort I had slipped into despite
the bickering. It's so easy to forget what Max is. He's charming and attractive, but he's not
my friend or anything else, he’s just a cousin. He's my jailer. His heartbeat is beating slightly
faster, but so is mine. It's strange to be able to hear it. He looks calm, but the thump of his
heart betrays his irritation.
“Fine. Are we nearly there?”
“About two hours.”
“I’ll just hold my piss in.”
“Can you hold it for that long?”
“I can try.”
“Your so stubborn Cody.” I huff and turning my head to look at the black shadows pass us
by and only the odd street lamp. “Let's listen to some music, there's gotta be something
decent on at this ungodly hour.”
“I dont care. I'm going back to sleep.” He ignores me and blaring out the radio, but Max is
silent. His heartbeat is still even and quiet. I hate that he isn’t as angry as I am. I’m angry at
moving, i’m angry at having to be watched...but more than that, i'm angry at myself. I hate
the me now, the me who cant live a normal fucking life. It sucks.
I close my eyes and lean my head back against the headrest. If i could take the me away
and replace who i am with a normal mortal body, i would. Yet can't….So tired.
I wasn't sure if i was in a dream at first. But then I realized this dream felt all to real….In a
room with only one door, thick black walls and a dark wood flooring. All i could see was Max,
standing in the middle of the room, he looks mortified.
The door flew open, a dark purple light blinded Max, and he sailed backwards, hitting the
wall. He froze against it, stuck as if held by a dozen arms. The magic was much stronger
than his, and it was dark… Footsteps echoed and Max looked up to see a tall, lean man with
jet-black hair and a well-trimmed beard walk into the room. The long duster coat he wore
rippled as he approached Max and set piercing blue eyes on him.
“Who are you?” Max yelled, yet all i could do was stand and watch this dream unfold. I’m
muted and froze to the spot and for the first time in a long time, i was terrified. I couldn't do
anything. I was just a spectator….then i dropped out and it became a bright light, another
man stood before me. Eyes as green as freshly cut emeralds, skin tanned and flawless. His
dark hair flowing on the warm breeze, he holds out his hand for mine and smiles.
“Its okay, you're mine now.”
“What?”
“Cody….Cody….Cody….” My name echo's in bursts and I come to. I blink a few times.
“Hey, are you okay?” I look at Max sitting stunned, just watching me. “What the fuck
happened!?”
“I….what?”
“You….were freaking out and then light. I had to stop. I nearly fucking crashed!”
“A dream, I had a weird dream.” He cocks his head and frowns. “Stop staring at me, it was
just a dream.”
“Don't freak me out like that again.”
“I'm sorry.”
“Look, we are practically here. Let's park up and get in. I'm dead tired.”
“Yeah.” I say rubbing the stiffness from my neck. Who was that guy? And who the fuck was
Max practically fighting with?
“Come on!”
 “Yes!” I tap my hand impatiently against the wall as Max fiddles with the keys. As much as
I don't want to be here, i'm glad i could lay in an actual bed and have a fresh coffee when i
wake up.
“We are in!” He smiles throwing my bag down.
We make our way through the small house and come up to a room i presume is a
bedroom. “We are sharing, only for now. I will sort my room when i wake up, I'm way too
tired to do anything at the moment.”
There are two beds at least. It's a nice room, I guess.
The walls are painted a nice, neutral shade of gray instead of being plastered with dingy
wallpaper. The carpet is plush and looks clean. I toss my bag on the bed farthest from the
door and sit on the end. The room smells like people and old socks.
“It smells.”
“It just needs airing, then you can do as you please Cody….look, don't complain right now,
let me sleep.”
“Okay, sleep.”
“Thank you boss.”
“Shut up you stupid dick.”
“Still so fiesty.”
“Thanks, i guess.”
“For what?” He turns on his creaky metal bed and just stares holes in me.
“For looking out for me.”
“Of course, im family and family sticks together.”
“Not because of Maggie?”
“And that.” He smiles showing those perfectly white teeth. “But, your my cousin, i don't
want anything bad to happen to you. We've been like partners since babies. I love you like a
bro….”
“Bromance, huh.”
“Idiot, i need to sleep.” He smiles again after rubbing the sleep in his eyes and turns away.
Maybe this won't be so bad after all. A new place, a new start.

Part three
A caster’s wish

I slap my alarm off and curl into a sitting position, my elbows resting on my knees. The
sun is up, and blaring through the uncurtained windows. I push the heels of my hands into
my eyes, then push the covers back and crawl out of bed. I grab my duffel of clothes and
head to the bathroom. I change into my nicest pair of jeans and a flannel shirt. Not that i
really needed to, i don't have a clue what i'm doing today. All i got from Max was. “We are
leaving, so let's leave” and now i'm here, in a unfamiliar house i now need to call home, for
how long….I don't know.
 “Oi, dipshit. I need the loo, im gonna shit my pants.” Oh god, i have to live with that. I sigh
and pull the door open. “Hurry up!” I smile standing in his way. He looks desperate. I laugh
and move. “God your evil!” And the door slams shut.
“Oh, by the way….there's no loo roll!”
“Fuck!!” I laugh more and grabbing my jacket.
“I’ll go get some!”
“And you expect me to sit here and frigging wait!”
“What else you gonna do, magic up loo roll...give it your best shot!”
“I hate you Cody!”
“And I love you to….I won't be long!” Again I laugh leaving him sitting idle. what a guy. So
funny though.
Taking the slow walk down the street. Looking at all the other houses….well damn, ours
looks like shit compared to these. What a snobby street, full of snobby fuckwits. It's nothing
like back home, oh god….i'm already feeling home sick. Everything was the same back
there, same houses, same people, all the same comforts.
Passing street after street i finally find a small corner store and don't hesitate barreling in
there like a bull in a china shop.
“Hey mate, where's your loo roll?” The cashier looks at me like some serial murderer, but
then again i did storm in like my life depended on it and of course it actually does. If Max
don't get to wipe his smarmy arse im in for it.
“Other ilse on the left.”
“Ahhh thanks.” I rush around the corner bumping into what felt like a brick wall and falling
to my small arse. “Shit!”
“You alright.” A deep voice vibrates through me and I look up to a huge muscular jock
looking kind of guy. His cap on backwards, his t-shirt way too tight for those damn pecks.
Then i look kinda creepy just staring at him, i gasp. His eyes green like emeralds. It….its
him, the guy in my dream. “Are you dead?” I huff.
“Do i look dead, idiot.” He holds out his hand for mine. I look at it like its an alien object i
shouldn't touch. “I can get up by myself.” I wince in pain. Damn, my arse hit the floor hard.
“You sure.” And he grabs my arm pulling me without a single bit of strain.
“What are you? Superhuman.”
“Your new?”
“New? Yeah, i was built yesterday, my master let me out my cage for one day only.” Idiot. I
walk around him. Damn, he smells good.
“Yeah, i like you. What's your name?”
“Huh, none of your concern.”
“Oh come on buddy…”
“Don't buddy me you masculine superhuman.”
“You like what you see, huh.”
“Pfffft….no!”
“Im Jase Hennessey.” Again I sigh. Fuck, I've been sighing way to much lately.
“Fine….im Cody.”
“Cody….”
“Just Cody.”
“Well, just Cody. Are you new in town?”
“Yeah. Moved in last night and it's not a town, it's a city.”
 “I know that Just Cody. I've lived here all my life.”
“You know what, your exasperating. I need to get this, so i guess i might see you around.” I
walk away with loo roll and biscuits in hand and pay the cashier. “See ya….” I leave, but he's
walking behind me. “Are you a stalker now.”
“No Just Cody, i live this way.”
“Stop calling me just Cody you big brained idiot.”
“Do you need that loo roll for your potty mouth?” I opened my gob to say something, but
nothing. Goddamn moron and his goddamn godly good looks. I hate him already. “That was
harsh, I apologize. Let's start over.”
“Fine.” We walk next to each other in silence. I wasnt that awkward silence though or i just
welcomed it.
“So, you moved in last night. Where did you come from.”
“Scotland. But I've lived in many places, but never a city.”
“I see. Well there's tons to do here. Clubs, bars, loads of places to eat…”
“Do i look like a clubber to you?”
“No, not really. You look like the kind of guy to complain all the time that he has nothing to,
yet won't make the effort to do something.”
“Have you met my cousin, you just described him.”
“You live with your cousin?”
“I do now, painfully.”
“Well, now that we are friends. Let me take you somewhere fun. Its the weekend after all.”
“No thanks Jase Hennessey, i'm busy unpacking all weekend.”
“You need help?”
“Seriously. Your freaking weird.”
“Yeah, i get that alot.”
“Do you not have any friends?”
“Of course I do. But i just made a new and very interesting one.” I raise an inquisitive
eyebrow and just stare at his gorgeous face.
“This is me.” I say pointing to the dilapidated house.
“Damn, you rented this one? It's been empty for so so long i thought it was gonna be
knocked down.”
“It wasn't my choice.”
“Oi, dipshit. You hurried back!” Said Max bowling from the front door.
“You managed to wipe your arse?”
“Shut up you ingrate. Gimme that loo roll and get rid of pretty boy, we need to sort out the
stuff. The movers will be here soon!” And there he goes like a shit storm...i chuckle….shit
storm.
“So, that your cousin?”
“Yeah. Well, nice meeting you.”
“You sure you don't want a tour?” Fuck it. If he could appear in my odd dream then
magically appear in real life, then maybe it's a sign. Could be a bad sign, yet I dont give a
crap anymore.
“Yeah, all right. give me a tour.”
“Wicked. Here, my number.” And he passes me a small bit of card. Its says ‘Jase
Hennessey. Mods and customs’
“You do up cars?”
 “Yeah. I own a garage with my brother. its new, but its getting good custom.”
“Oh, right. Well, i will text you soon.”
“Make sure you do….Just Cody.”
“Don't say that!” He walks away laughing but i gotta give him his due. He's is pretty damn
perfect, from my eyes point of view.
I walk through that threshold i now call home to Max tapping his foot.
“You having fun flirting with neighborhood hot rod?”
“Shut up, i wasn't flirting.”
“Whatever, let's get cleaned up, the movers are nearly here.”
“Fine, but don't sit just watching me and ordering me around.”
“I won't do that stupid. I got shit to do later.”
“Like what?”
“None of your business.”
“Hey….who do you know in this city?” He walks away ignoring me. I'm going to punch him.
I hold out my hand and he freezes to the spot.
“You fucker!”
“Do you want me to shut your mouth as well?”
“Don't use that shit on me Cody! Stop it!”
“No.” I stand in front of him, still holding my hand out. Its tiring using even the smallest bit
of magic, but sometimes i have no choice. “Who are you meeting?”
“Stop it and i will tell you.”
“No you won't!”
“Ahhh fuck you! Fine, im meeting Maggie and Leonie.”
“Why?”
“I don't know, they just asked me to.” I dropped my hand down to my side and he hits the
floor panting. “Im gonna kill you for that.”
“No you….” He barges into me, knocking me to the floor. Im winded, he sits on top of me.
“I was going to punch you, but i'm going to wet willy you, you shit!”
“Oh god….anything but that….get off you freak!” He sucks on his finger, i flap my legs
hoping to unbalance him.
“Here it comes Cody.” He smiles a devilish yet kinda cute grin. It's like we have reverted
back to being little kids again. It was always his most evil secret weapon. “Ahhh, feels good.”
“Ahhhhhh, you nasty asshole!!! Get off...get off me!!” Oh god, the thick disgusting saliva
sliding down my ear hole. I want to throw up. “Stop….stop. I'm sorry….god, im sorry.”
“Don't ever use magic on me again. Next time i won't be nice.” He lifts off giving me a boot
to my thigh.
“You call that nice you sick bastard.”
“That was nice. Next time i’ll turn you inside out or turn your cock into a vagina.”
“I don't wanna live with you, i hate you!”
“Stop being a baby and clear up the place. I’ll just watch you, as punishment.” Well, that's
it. My life sucks on another level, living with him. But on the other hand i met the guy of my
dreams….literally.

Part four
 A caster's wish
Max

I nudged open the half-closed door to the bedroom and set eyes on Cody still slumbering
peacefully, the covers wrapped around him haphazardly, a bare leg sticking out from
beneath them. It was so cute.
“Hey, sleepyhead,” I beamed, not loud enough to startle him but enough to make my
presence known.
“Huh?” Cody stirred. He lifted himself from out of the sheets, his chestnut brown hair
tousled and sticking up in various directions.
“Sorry.”
“What?”
“I'm going out.”
“Oh yeah, to meet Maggie, right?”
“Yeah, i shouldn't be long. It's probably just to get an update on how you are.”
“Why don't she just come here?”
“Well, you piss her off more than you don't.”
“Whatever.”
“I’ll bring food back. After the movers we didn't really get much done apart from our
rooms.”
“I want chinese food.”
“Okay.”
“Hey.” He said gripping my jumper. “Why you being nice to me?”
“Well, we've been bickering a lot and I don't want it to carry on.”
“You know we can't help it.” It doesn't make this situation any easier when what you feel is
more than you should. I can't help it. Ever since we were small i always had a soft spot for
him and when I found out we weren't actually related i let my feelings grow. But i could never
tell him. As far as Cody is concerned we are cousins. But Maggie put me as a guardian, i
have to now watch over him, but its getting kind of hard to hold back, so i nitpick, i bully him.
I don't mean it. When all i really want to do is strip him bare and fuck him stupid, not that he
could get anymore stupid.
“I will see you soon.” Moving his hair from his face. He looks so sleepy and so beautiful.
“Yeah and don't slay me behind my back.”
“Never.” I tiptoe from the room and pull the creaky door half closed. I hated being away
from him, yet it was to dangerous being to close….Ahhh, it's cool out. I need it to cool my
overacting brain. Its stressful.
I close my eyes concentrating on a certain point. I fix my mind on the back streets of
downtown london. The old looking stores, the quaint cafes. Everything masked as normal,
but very far from it.
When teleporting yourself from one area to another, you kind of get a feeling like you've
had too much to drink and you may just vomit, but I've been doing since i was young, so im
kinda used to it.
 Many of the roads in the downtown area were still made of cobblestone. I raced through
them to meet Maggie a gruff and impatient woman who took the magic business very
seriously. Unbeknown to Cody, she owns a quirky healing shop. Well actually, he knows
fuck all about anything and I feel guilty about that. What i wouldn't give to tell him everything
and not just about the world of magic and a lot of stores and restaurants he goes to were in
fact owned by someone in that field, but that i'm not his cousin and have loved him for longer
than I can remember.
“Your late.” Her raspy voice from to many pipe smokes, the thick costume jewelry she has
hanging around her neck. She really does look like an old witch, not that i will say it to her
face. She scares the crap out of me.
“Sorry Maggie….where's Leonie?”
“She had other business to attend to, so its me and you tonight.”
“Oh, right.”
“Sit down you annoying brat.” I pull up a chair. It scrapes across the floor making me flinch
and screw up my nose. “Your getting on my last nerve.”
“I'm sorry.”
“Do you want a herbal tea?”
“No, thanks. I can't be too long, Cody’s suspicious, plus i promised chinese food.”
“Max, you need to stop spoiling that boy. I know how you feel about him, but it's neither
here nor there. You are there to watch over him and that's it.”
“I know and that's what i'm doing.”
“Has been okay?”
“Apart from arguing with me all the time, he's doing fine.”
“You know. It's only going to get harder from here on out. I only asked for you to move to
the city because it has more protection for him. There's much darker forces at work here
Max and they want what he has.”
“What does he have? You keep telling me this, but no reason as to why.”
“He is a purebred caster Max. He holds the light inside of him, a light so powerful i will
extinguish all dark.”
“Fuck….but what happens if they get him.”
“Then all will be lost. Its critical….the blood moon shall rise in twenty eight days. They will
come for him.”
“I won't have that!”
“I know, so never let him go. No matter what.”
“Is that all Maggie?”
“Yes, your annoying. Get back there.” I get up, letting the chair creak again.
“I will tell him one day….that I love him.”
“It will do more harm than good….”
“What harm can love do!?” She sighs and pinching the bridge of her nose.
“Max….they say love holds no bounds, but your love will bind him and not for the better.”
“I don't get it….I just, i want to hold him in my arms and not from fighting. I want to love him
for who he is and let him know he never needs to be afraid again.”
“That boy is dangerous. He's capable of things so destructive….”
“Then why, why do you let him free?”
“If we control him now….ahh, listen. Rage is the essence of all evil Max. Remember that.
Look after him well….and stop arguing with him. Your not a child.”
 “Fine.” I leave Maggie to her….whatever the fuck shes doing and leave.
I thought about a lot of things and hated everything i thought about. Magic, myths and
freaking monsters. It sounds just like some fantasy novel that i'm living for real. I agree with
Cody on one thing, if only we can just be normal and live a normal life. But sometimes things
are just not that simple. I take a deep breath and move, i hated moving through this city, its
full so much shit, it gives me brain fry.
The front door opened and chimes jingled just outside the threshold. I knew he wouldn't be
able to help himself and put those noisey things up. But i smile at him standing there waiting
and i wish i could say ‘hey babe’ “I got the chinese.”
“You took ages, i was gonna send a search party.”
“Yeah, it took me a while to find a decent takeaway.”
“I bet you went through all the damn reviews.”
“You know me so well.”
“Idiot….I got the plates and stuff ready.”
“Im sure you did….oh, by the way. Nice chimes.” I say walking past him.
“Yeah, great. I got more.”
“Let's just eat.” I would be lying if i said i wasn't scared for him. I really am. I'm terrified it
will all get way to deep, that we both may just drown. If that day comes, im telling him.
Everything.

Part five
A caster's wish

Today was like any other day, the sun was suddenly swallowed by some fast moving
clouds and I felt cold. It was as if the temperature in the room had dropped. I looked around
the room, I felt odd, the gooseflesh growing on my arms.
I glanced toward the antique mirror on the wall adjacent to the couch and saw a shadow
pass across it. My stomach done full circus routine and I felt eyes on me.
“Who’s there?” I let the paper drop had my eyes glued to this morning, while Max cleared
the garden I and got up off the couch. I approached the mirror and gazed into it, but there
was nothing but the living room’s reflection “im going mad.” I waved my hand across the
glass and a curtain of blue light shimmered across it. “I know someone’s here,” I'm to a
goddamn mirror. “Show me.” The mirror’s image grew murky. It rippled, then stopped,
returning to normal. “Damn it.” My magic revealed nothing.
I squinted my eyes and watched for a moment longer I shifted away from the mirror and a
creak sounded behind me. I jumped completely out of my skin seeing Max stand and just
standing looking at me like i needed to be chucked in the loony bin.
“Err….I’ll leave you two alone.”
“Wait, what?”
“You seemed busy talking to you other crazy self.”
 “Don't be stupid….I just felt weird is all, like someone was watching me.”
“In the mirror?”
“Yeah.”
“Weird….let's have a look.”
“No! Just leave it.”
“Okay….well, i finished clearing the garden.” I stare at him, staring at me. I feel odd. He's
all sweaty and really actually quite cute….no no no, i'm not thinking that. But lately I've felt
weird with him. I catch him watching me out the corner of my eye and sometimes before I've
fallen asleep or when im just waking up, i see him watching me….he acts like he didn't, but i
know he is. “what?” He frowns, that small crease in his forehead deepens.
“Nothing.”
“Why just looking at me?”
“No reason….oh, by the way. I'm going out later.”
“Where….where you going?”
“Out, what's it to you?”
“You can't just go out.”
“Why the hell not?”
“And who with?”
“Jase.”
“Jase?....oh, the local hot rod.”
“Yeah Max, the local hot rod.”
“I don't want you to.”
“Well it's not up to you.”
“Im meant to be looking out for you…”
“Oh don't give me that, he's only giving me a tour.”
“I said….”
“Stop it! Just stop….please. I need to get out of here, even just for a bit.”
“I can take you.”
“How? Do you even know this city?”
“Well….I….”
“You know more than you let on, huh. I fucking hate secrets.”
“Cody, it's not like that.”
“Then what is it like? You and Maggie move me away from a place i was settled in and you
don't tell me fuck all. I'm sick of it.”
“I'm sorry, please don't get angry.” He moves towards, almost touching distance. “Im sorry
Cody.”
“Don't come near me. Leave me alone!” I push past him and leave the house slamming the
already unsturdy door. I'm so angry at them, I'm angry because i'm always left in the dark
with the pathetic excuse ‘I will tell you soon’ fuck them, fuck them all.
I pull my phone from my pocket and look for Jase’s number. My thumb hoovers for a
moment. I feel nervous, frustrated, irritated. I am angry, but i also understand that Max is not
allowed to reveal anything, even if he wanted to.

Me: I'm walking towards yours. I'm sorry im early.

Jase: Im in, just come round.

Was he sitting by his phone, weirdo….I wander down the street, looking back every now and
then hoping Max isn't stalking me, but i see nothing.