The Wrong Man

Silas 

Leo and I have been so many things.

We’ve been rivals, classmates, teammates.

Friends.

Friends you watch from afar each day, and dream of each night.

Then we were… Well, we were just us.

We didn’t ask ourselves too many questions – not even when I pretended not to be hurt by the distance he placed between us.

We made each other no promises.

I waited, hoped, believed, right up until the day I realised that everything we had was merely an illusion.

My illusion.

My name is Silas Kylemore, and I’ve learned an important lesson: never fall in love with your best friend.

Not if he’ll never be able to love you back.


Leo

Silas and I have been through so many phases.

We’ve been close, far, just a hair’s breadth apart.

Each bound to the other.

I’m talking about that kind of bond you’re never quite able to recreate.

We were young, and we were… We were just us.

We didn’t ask ourselves too many questions – not even when I pretended his absence didn’t kill me inside.

We made each other no promises.

I could never have imagined back then that what we had would push me away from him for all those years.

Years that no one could ever give back to me.

Years he’ll never forgive me for.

My name is Leo Fitzpatrick, and I’ve learned an important lesson: never try to forget the person you loved.

Not if he’s never been able to forget you.