warning: there's a bit of a dodgy scene, including the same character from the previous chapter. quick note: the fight club, along with alex g is quoted in this. enjoy. ♥ '...i was asleep for days, and now you're the only thing, keepin' me awake...' I think I finally crashed. Like, I knew insomnia was horrible and all, but my body could only take so much. My head was swimming with horrid thoughts, and before I knew it, I collapsed into bed and slept for fourteen hours straight. I was still tired after I woke up, though. But, tomorrow's the day I go back to, like, life. And it's the start of another grudgingly boring school week. Um, anyway, today's the Quidditch tryouts if I forgot to add that. Saksh has been bothering me all week to come. I rub my eyes and get ready for the day. I sort of hated Sundays. It's that melancholy off day that's either spent in the study hall or feeling like you're not part of the duo inside of the trio. Which is funny, considering that I'm literally dating someone in our trio. Speaking of Leo, I wonder if he's going to watch the tryouts. I'm shuddering at the thought of him, because I still feel this immense guilt from two weeks ago. I've been avoiding Kaminski ever since. Sucks that she's going to be at the Quidditch tryouts, since she's, like, team captain or something. I think Saksh is fostering a huge crush on her, which isn't surprising. I mean, who doesn't like her? ...other than me. I think I missed breakfast, so I guess off to the tryouts I go. "Hey, Link," there's a frown on Leo's face... and I furrow my brows. "You missed breakfast." "...uh, yeah. I was asleep," I admit sheepishly. Do I sound irritated? Maybe. Did Leo react with annoyance? Definitely. "Sure. Let's go to the fields, I think Saksh is expecting us." It was weird how late in the year these tryouts were. We get to the field and I sit in one of the audience seats, watching Saksh fly around aimlessly as he tried for the chaser position. It's sort of pathetic how... well, quidditch was something him and Leo liked more than dueling. Dueling was, like, my favorite thing ever. Leo's head is in my lap right now, and I'm twisting his hair in my fingers. I think it's romantic, or something, but all I'm thinking is that I want to leave. My stomach lurches with guilt, and I get up abruptly with a sorry excuse of needing to use the washroom. Why was I so f________ stupid? "Lincoln Fowler," it's that sickening voice I recognise. I want to cry, sometimes. But it's not something worth sobbing over. I inhale sharply, before turning to face... her. "You're avoiding me, how adorable." "...don't tell me you're going to accept Sam into the Slytherin team all because he's my friend," I furrow my brows, still thinking morally. Surprising, innit? "Am I going to keep being your secret? Is that it for the both of us?" Freya seemed unphased by my words, not even considering them for a minute. I think I saw red, but I just wanted to break something. "Or is it because of that Hufflepuff boy? Don't you think your parents would be mad about that-" "-shut up! Do you even know anything about him? And- if the professors found out about you, you'd..." I couldn't get the words out. I just wanted to run. I just wanted to leave, and not suffer with this insane seventh-year. Who I happened to know. Who I happened to have been... "...whatever. You've been a secret amongst everyone, anyway. I don't think anyone should know about you." "I wish they knew how much of an a__hole you were," I frown. Freya laughed, and I- I just wanted to leave. "Whatever, go back to your boyfriend. I'm sure you'd love that, wouldn't you?" she laughs, before k_ssing me on the cheek. I shove her aside, and I think that's my biggest mistake because Leo saw us in the doorway of the washroom. Of all days, he had to follow me NOW. My stomach lurches with guilt and I think that's when my gut twists and tells me to yell at Freya. But I never got the courage to. Especially with Leo watching, and his hurt eyes. Did he see everything? "Wait, Leo-" how could I explain? How could I explain this situation, and that I was sorry and only loved him- and that she never listened to me whenever I said 'no' and that she'd been my friend since I was a little kid- "...Link, I," Leo paused, and there's tears welling in his eyes. "I- I didn't think you'd do this." How could I ever explain without seeming like I'm Mr. Hero Complex? And... how could I explain without looking like an absolute idiot? I hate you so much, Freya Kaminski. ♥ credit to and for letting me use their character <3 Maurice Nott, Freya Kaminski, Ronnie Burton, Lyla Delacroix, and every character that is not attached by username are just background characters that me and my friends ( and ) own. If you'd like to learn more about them, I'd love to explain.
