As Promised Here's The Prologue Of Our New Season Of Cold Embrace Titled

The Will's Family

Zephaniah POV

"THE GUILT OF A SURVIVOR IS OVERWHELMED BY THE WISHES PASSED ON BY THE DEMISED"

******* At high tech academy*******

These days, it's been rough. These days it's been lonely but maybe meeting with my secret stalker will end this despair like the darkness consumed me as I walked deeper neglecting the orange-skied scenery of the earth.

It was beautiful taking me back to the evening me and Archie promised never to leave each other, knowing the lives that were lost to make that take place.

It was like going off shoreline into uncharted waters.

Frightening but willing to take the risk.

Walking through the halls of where everything started from, the lies, the deaths, and untold love.

The relationships that crumbled and the ones blossoming with no ends.

Coming back here made me feel reflective; I didn't know how to feel. The building that once had that shiny blaze of life now looks dead, abandoned like it never lived.

I can still hear all the screams of innocent people making whispers in my ear so piercing it was hard to ignore.

The building remained no more bodies but their souls rest in peace here.

I tucked on my black leather jacket to give me comfort as I wanted to cry my heart out.

I never wanted to come back here but fate had other intentions but deep down I knew I had to come here at a point but I never thought I would be ready because I would never be ready.

Ready to face my past, ready to look back at the hallway me and my best friend, Ezra walked through, our locker talks, her babbles, and my annoyance. It was the perfect combo, we were the perfect combo.

I thought of an idea. Knowing the structure of this place with my eyes closed, I still remember Ezra's locker.

Locker 58.

Right next to mine, locker 59. I recalled we had to bribe a dork for his locker cause my locker initially was not locker 59, it was 22 and like Ezra wanted me so close to her, she went on a date with a dork, I honestly don't even remember his name but it was all he needed to give up his locker.

She was a hot stuff at that time.

Smart, good-looking, always cheerful.

She was the ideal girl ready to grow not me.

Saying was for her is tear-jerking but I'm not here to shed tears.

I remembered her locker pin.

1234

She used such an easy lock because; she tends to forget things so it's the easiest she could think of.

It's hilarious when it comes to Ezra; she makes life look so easy, stitching time with her kindness, her smile, and those sheen blue eyes of hers.

Opening the locker, just a few of her books and cosmetics remain but that wasn't what I was looking for.

I was looking for the bracelets she wore on our last night out, amusing how that night I showed Jeffery the sly side of me...

Searching through the locker, I found the pictures she had taken of us as we went to that club. I definitely wasn't smiling then but looking back, I'm smiling now.

I finally found the case and here it was, stunning as her grace.

But then there was something else inside and probing further, I saw another case with a letter inside. I struggled for breath because the faint pen writing wrote 'for Zephaniah' on top and I could recognize that cursive writing from anywhere, the way she wrote Zephaniah with a smiling face on the 'I' always got my head in happy clouds.

It was Ezra, my forever best friend.

I felt nervous opening the letter but beneath my anxiety, I wanted to know her last words to me, no matter how little they may be, I just wanted to hear from her so I opened it

Dear Zephaniah,

I know you don't like being cheesy and stuff but like I just needed to ask why you were so worked up earlier today for the fact you agreed to go to the party still left me awestruck.

Sometimes I feel you don't want to tell me things. I wonder why tho?

Sometimes when I look at you. I imagine the burdens and secrets you always hold so tight to yourself and I want to free you from all that misery but you wouldn't let me.

This letter is just a reminder that I'm always here for you; you don't have to carry all those secrets alone.

It hurts me every time I see but I put on a façade beam waiting for you to come clean yourself but hoping after reading this you will....

But anyway, I still love you very much and nothing gonna change that.

XoXo

Ezra downs.

My chest felt throttled reading this, my vision hazed in tears.

The fact she knew I was suffering but she was patient enough to wait for me but I was too dense to realize the person that loved me most was always by my side and now she's gone, gone and gone and the reality of that scares the shit out of me.

I didn't ask for this life, I just wanted a peaceful life with my best friend living invisible in my high school life.

I didn't want this...

I opened the case and what I saw caused my tears to choke in their trails.

It was a black bracelet, she always knew black was my happy color.

Wallowing in my loss, I didn't take note of the silent steps coming towards me until they suddenly came to a halt.

"Zephaniah sin wasn't expecting you here.." the voice that has been so proverbial over the mysterious calls of threats and terror said in that ominous manner she always put on display.

"Wasn't expecting myself, but I didn't have a choice, or did I?" I asked as I didn't turn my back to look at her.

She caused this, all this suffering all this pain, all the deaths. She's the reason it all happened. To put a hole right through her was my maximum desire but she is important so I couldn't even tho my hand tingle so bad to grab the revolver in my jacket.

"Don't worry I won't wait much of your time, the last visitor is almost here" she said firing up the cigarette she placed in between her lips.

"I thought this was only me and you," I said annoyed at the burning incense that engulfed us as I finally faced her.

"Yes it is, but he just wants to see you so badly," she said as footsteps were heard from the other room. I looked anxious as my eyes gulped in that direction anticipating the guest but my eyes could not comprehend it....

It can't be! it shouldn't be!

But he was here, in the flesh but I couldn't accept it. Maybe it was all fallacy but then...

"Hey, Zephaniah"

He spoke, his lips chapped, his suit in rags and that's when I realized I'd been holding my breath all this while as my lungs seized a little air but I didn't tear my gaze away from him.

The fury and confusion that set upon me was agonizing and I couldn't take anymore....

It's finally out bees!!!!
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