Lost and Confused.
I don't know what to do. I had a long talk with Jared as to why he's been acting so weird. I was informed of a certain owl my father sent to him.
He showed it to me...I went of the deep end.
I apparated to father's house. We faught, phyisically.
When I got back to the school, I ran into Blaise. She let me used the prefects bathroom. I shut the bathroom door and looked at myself in the mirror. The lighting was that harsh, glaring white that so many bathrooms seem to have. It's so unflattering that even the Minister of Magic wouldn't look good in it.
Father's blood stood out like reddish chalk against my pale skin. I was wearing some of my green robes. With a white shirt. There was blood on the white shirt. Figures. So I took it off, draping it on the bathtub. There was blood smeared over my heart. I'd even gotten a little on my Qudditch pendant. I'd put the blood there along with the stuff on my face and hands. I had tryed to kill him.
I got one of the white washrags from the little towel rack. I wondered how Blaise would explain the bloodstains. Not my problem, but sort of amusing anyway.
I ran water into the sink and started scrubbing. I caught a glimpse of myself with blood running down my face in watery rivulets. I stood up and stared. My face looked fresh scrubbed and sort of surprised. Had I really hit my father? Over and over again? Merlin it had felt great.
I looked down and realized I was dripping bloody water on the linoleum. I knelt and wiped it up. I was scrubbed as cleans as I was going to get until I showered. Which I wasn't in the mood for right now. I needed to talk to Jared.
Blaise knocked on the door. So I got dressed, put the rag in the sink, and ran cold water over it. I made sure the cloth wasn't blocking the drain and opened the door. I thanked her and left. Wonder if she was baffled about how I looked? Sorry Blaise.
Jared is studying in the library with Rosie right now, I don't really want to disturb him. He feels bad enough about showing me the owl from father. I'll let him have fun with her.
I feel so...out of place right now. I want to talk to Lavender. She was the only right thing in my life. The only good...pure thing. I still miss her even if we don't get along right now.
I need a cigarette. Tale, where are you?!
He showed it to me...I went of the deep end.
I apparated to father's house. We faught, phyisically.
When I got back to the school, I ran into Blaise. She let me used the prefects bathroom. I shut the bathroom door and looked at myself in the mirror. The lighting was that harsh, glaring white that so many bathrooms seem to have. It's so unflattering that even the Minister of Magic wouldn't look good in it.
Father's blood stood out like reddish chalk against my pale skin. I was wearing some of my green robes. With a white shirt. There was blood on the white shirt. Figures. So I took it off, draping it on the bathtub. There was blood smeared over my heart. I'd even gotten a little on my Qudditch pendant. I'd put the blood there along with the stuff on my face and hands. I had tryed to kill him.
I got one of the white washrags from the little towel rack. I wondered how Blaise would explain the bloodstains. Not my problem, but sort of amusing anyway.
I ran water into the sink and started scrubbing. I caught a glimpse of myself with blood running down my face in watery rivulets. I stood up and stared. My face looked fresh scrubbed and sort of surprised. Had I really hit my father? Over and over again? Merlin it had felt great.
I looked down and realized I was dripping bloody water on the linoleum. I knelt and wiped it up. I was scrubbed as cleans as I was going to get until I showered. Which I wasn't in the mood for right now. I needed to talk to Jared.
Blaise knocked on the door. So I got dressed, put the rag in the sink, and ran cold water over it. I made sure the cloth wasn't blocking the drain and opened the door. I thanked her and left. Wonder if she was baffled about how I looked? Sorry Blaise.
Jared is studying in the library with Rosie right now, I don't really want to disturb him. He feels bad enough about showing me the owl from father. I'll let him have fun with her.
I feel so...out of place right now. I want to talk to Lavender. She was the only right thing in my life. The only good...pure thing. I still miss her even if we don't get along right now.
I need a cigarette. Tale, where are you?!