Old Friend
"Lyle?" The voice asked again, there was hesitation and disbelief in the voice.
Lyle's chest hurt. That was Augustus' voice. Augustus was different from Earl who he knew from childhood because his family was in the same circle as his.
Augustus Quentin was the first friend he had made, no, Augustus was the first person who had approached him for friendship.
At that time, he had clung to Kelan the only person that showed him an iota of goodwill. To him, the Augustus that had always wanted to be around him was unfamiliar. He had falsely thought that the black-haired youth hated him.
He was wrong. Augustus was just like that. His sharp tongue hid a very warm exterior.
That was the reason that day in the prison he did not want Augustus to see him like that. He wanted to preserve the beautiful picture of their teenage years. To see him in chains in a prison, accused of murder, it would hurt Augustus.