“What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
His eyes shift from the others face, he looks to the side. Words swimming around in his mind, fighting to be the first to roll from his tongue. However they don’t and for a moment there is nothing but silence where he thinks of the best thing to say. “You would too, if you saw someone before you who you were told was dead.”
He can’t really comprehend the familiar person stood before him. He was so young when everything had happened and the feeling of heartache soon resides within him. Biting his lip, he fights the urge to ask so many questions and rather, simply just looks at him. He looks familiar but at the same time he looks different. Looks like someone he had never known. A stranger. But thats not the truth and even he knows that. Letting a sigh roll of his lips he finally plucks up the courage to ask something he probably shouldn’t. “What happened to you?” his voice for once is filled with anxiety and he can’t help but clench his hands into fists of anger. Not towards him, but their family, and the blatant lie that he had been told all those years ago.
Its almost too much for him, and he can feel the sensation of dizziness filling his mind, extending his arm to stable himself on something. His eyes once again not gazing at the other.
