Anonymous Part 3 ( ON HOLD)

Chapter 0- Fading Grace

Chapter 0- Bonus Chapter

Fading Grace

Heya friends, so Anonymous is back for its third and the last part. And well, this chapter is named so because it's a special one. It wasn't the part of the plan. I wrote this one because I always thought it was a necessary angle you guys should read. And I thought it would bring more justice to the whole arc if you guys know this. So I planned this whole chapter and decided to put it as the opening of Anonymous Part 3. Since this part marks the end...so it seems fitting if we start from the very beginning.

Alright! Enough babbling...hope you guys enjoy the return of Anonymous and be with me to see where the journey of Kent and Sean ends...

Do check the spoiler pic above. This one is really special.

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Ten Years Ago...

"You know what, I've just realised that we can be great of friends!"

"We are not becoming friends! Not in this life time!"

That's what friends do...they look out for each other...

"Now what kind of a person would I be if I leave my friend alone for Christmas..."

"I've recently been promoted to that post..."

"...as long as each of you have your turtledove, you'll be friends forever..."

"I was a fool to think you are my friend. I am never going to forgive you for this..."

"I wish we never met...I wish I never accepted your friendship..."

"...I don't want to see your face!"

"Whatever you say buddy..."

Everything that happened...all the events... all those words were bursting in his mind alive. One after the other. Torturing him. Infuriating him. He didn't even know where he was walking in his blind rage. Just knew that he had just beaten the crap out of someone and left the thousand eyes that were still gawking at him.

He deserved it. Sean deserved it! He kept chanting that to himself. Hs jaw was still clenched, his fits balled up on his side. He just strided out of that hall and into the back gardens of Wilkins.it all felt hazy. He was lost. Everything around him seem to blend in to blackness. He didn't know when he had sat down on a bench in the garden. It was a chilly night. But it didn't bother him much. Not when for the first time ever, he felt so broken. Hollow from inside.

They all say high school crushes are only flings...and when that's gone, it feels like the end of the world. But it never is. Then was he feeling like this? Why it really felt like everything was so wrong?

He never wanted this. Never wanted to feel any of this. Friendship...crush...he had kept himself away from all these. Focused only on one thing. It was so much better that way. Because this father had been right about all this. It's all a distraction.

And now he felt messed up. Now he really felt like nothing could fix him. He felt broken from inside. He laid on the bench and watched the stars blankly. Somewhere far enough he could hear a car stopping by. He didn't bother to see who it was. He was still trying to calm himself. Then not too late, he heard someone getting into the car and doors closing. Soon the car drove off.

That's when he dozed off feeling drained from his sudden outburst.

"Hey kid! Wake up! You'll catch cold here!"