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IF I LET YOU GO (PART VI) Author: Jay Cee
"Shit Mark, I really don't know what to say, it's all a bit of a bombshell really. I had a feeling there might be someone in your life. You have been acting a little strange lately. I would have never guessed that that someone was Kian though."
"I can't stop thinking about him Shane, I want to be close to him all the time. I need someone to be with, and right now he's the one, but he doesn't feel the same way, I just know it."
"I don't think that you'll like what I'm about to say Mark, but I'm going to say it anyway. Maybe Kian not being interested isn't such a bad thing..."
"What? What are you saying Shane?"
"Just listen to me, okay? What happens if it all doesn't work out, what then? You get involved with him, things go wrong, you break up. That's fine for everyone else Mark. But for us, as a group? What then, huh? We practically live together 24 hours a day. You'd have to be around each other all the time..."
"I can't believe I'm hearing this."
"For fuck's sake Mark, think about the consequences. If you two hit it off, then I couldn't be happier for you. But the way things are, it's just not a good idea..."
Mark didn't bother hanging around to listen to Shane's preaching. He stormed off into the forest, upset that Shane hadn't tried to comfort him, but instead had criticised him for falling for Kian in the first place. Mark couldn't help thinking with his heart.
"Mark, wait up!"
Shane tried to catch up to Mark, but hearing Shane's plea in the distance just made Mark walk faster, eventually breaking into a jog.
"Mark! Mark...."
Shane's cries were barely audible, and eventually stopped altogether. Mark stopped walking, sitting down on a log that lay at the base of a huge oak tree, deep in the forest. He held his head in his hands, his long fingers covering his eyes, as tears welled up inside them. "What am I going to do?" he said softly to himself.
He looked up, and noticed that it was getting dark, the light starting to fade through the trees. "I better get back," he thought to himself, despite his longing to be alone. Standing up, he examined his surroundings...
"Which way did I come from again?"
Nicky looked at Bryan, desperately trying to think of something to say.
"Well, what are you hiding Nicky?" Bryan asked again.
"Nothing. At least nothing that you should be concerned about." Nicky turned to the window, staring blankly at the darkening skies outside.
"What? I shouldn't worry about the fact that you're about to dump Georgina?"
"No you shouldn't! In fact, what right do you think you have to just come in here and start reading my letters? Huh?"
Bryan looked down at the floor, not knowing quite what to say. He had to admit, Nicky was right.
"I'm sorry Nicky, I know I shouldn't have..."
"You're fuckin' right you shouldn't have."
"But it doesn't change what's written here, does it?"
Nicky let out a heavy sigh and closed his eyes, willing Bryan to just go away and leave him alone.
"I don't want to talk about it Bryan, okay? Don't you get it? Just leave me be, please?"
"If there's someone else, just tell me who it is?"
Nicky propped himself up on the bed, turning to Bryan. "You know if I had a problem, I'd come to you."
"Yes, but..."
"Okay, so if and when I need your help, that's when I'll come and ask you for it. Right now I'd rather just be left alone, if that's okay?"
"Alright then, if you need me..."
"Thanks Bryan."
Bryan heard the door down the hall creak open, Kian appearing, slightly disheveled after an afternoon nap.
"Have Mark and Shane come back yet Bryan?" Kian asked, trying to mask his concern.
"No, I don't think they have, but they shouldn't be long, it's starting to get a bit dark outside."
Kian left his room, went downstairs, and looked out the hall window at the green expanse that surrounded the house. The cool wind was beginning to blow in, and the field outside remained deserted. Kian was concerned, and decide to go out and wait.
Sitting outside, the chill of the air making his body tremble, Kian couldn't stop worrying about Mark and Shane, although especially about Mark. The sky above had already turned a dark shade of blue, the moon hanging high in the east, and the stars were already visible. Kian worried about what was happening with him and Mark. Mark was confused about how Kian felt for him, though Kian thought that the way he felt now, not knowing where Mark was or if he was safe, meant that he did feel something for him.
"I've known a lot of guys," Kian thought to himself, "but none quite like Mark." None of the others had given a damn about him, he was just another fuck for them, a prize catch because of his celebrity status. But he and Mark were alike, they knew and understood what each other were going through as a result of being in Westlife.
A figure began to appear in the distance. Kian couldn't make out who it was in the fading light, but it didn't appear to be tall enough to be Mark. He got up and walked out into the field, and saw that it was in fact Shane.
"Where's Mark? Why isn't he with you Shane?"
"You mean he hasn't come back yet? Oh shit."
"He's going to freeze to death... All he's wearing is a pair of shorts and a t shirt."
"We better go out and look for him Kian, he might be lost. I'll go inside and get the others and some lights. Come inside too, you'll freeze if you go out in those clothes."
"Shane, why didn't the two of you come back together? Did you two have a fight or something? How the fuck did he end up getting lost? Well?"
"We don't have time for this now Kian, we have to go out and find him, and soon, before there's no light left at all."
Shane and Kian rushed inside, finding Bryan stuck on the sofa lazily watching MTV. Shane stopped to tell him of the situation, while Kian leapt up the stairs to get some clothes and torches for the search.
"Look guys, it's our new video. They just premiered it now. Cool huh? Hey, where's Mark gone Shane?" Bryan said, getting up off the sofa.
"I dunno, he's lost in the forest I think, you have to help Kian and me find him. Where's Nicky?"
"Upstairs in his room. I don't think he's feeling too well though."
"That doesn't matter, we'll need his help."
Kian was upstairs, heading back out after fetching the things, when he popped his head into Nicky's room.
"Nicky? You awake."
"Uhhh..."
"Get up then, Shane's lost Mark and we have to go find him."
"What d'ya mean 'lost Mark'? How could he lose Mark?"
"I dunno, just get up will ya?" Kian may have said that he didn't know why Mark and Shane had become separated, but he had his suspicions.
"Okay, just let me get me shoes on, I'll be right there."
Kian ran down the stairs, Nicky following not far behind.
"Okay," Shane said, the sound of worry in his voice, "when we get to the forest, we'll split up into two groups, Nicky and I will head upstream, and Kian and Bryan, you two go downstream. If we keep to the stream we won't get lost as well. I hope he's staying in the one spot, otherwise it'll make finding him difficult.
The four guys went outside, confronted by the darkness of night that had suddenly fallen. They switched on their torches, and headed to the forest.
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