Tearing us apart

[Taylor Blare-Edogawa]

Taylor stepped into the abandoned classroom and immediately sat against the door and hugged her knees to her. She could not believe that Ai could be so cruel, it wasn't fair, it wasn't! She squeezed her eyes shut as tears threatened to fall. She didn't want this. She didn't want to be here, but she didn't want to be at home either. Seeing her Aunt and Uncle and her cousins, just made her feel all the more worse. The only one who was of any real comfort was her Aunt, who had of course lost her sister, but it wasn't the same as losing a parent. It was just so hard for Taylor to talk to people, especially the ones that didn't understand. It was one of the reasons that she never ever thought that Ai would ever bring up her parents. It was true that the girl did not know what had happened, of course she would have guessed by now, but she had just been of the mind that maybe Ai would stay away from that topic, after having lost her own parents. Taylor had been wrong however, not that she was surprised, when it came to Ai Edogawa, nothing much surprised her these days. She still had Deme and Conan and Sammy though. She shook her head, no wonder she was such a tomboy, he had no female friends, she had acquaintances to be sure, but no friends. She leaned against the door and smacked her head on the hard surface. She hadn't meant to hit her head that hard. Tears that she had kept at bay previously, made their short trip from her eyes to the ground she was sitting on. Today had to be the worst day in the world right now.

Taylor sniffed as she rubbed her head and closed her eyes. Why was everything so hard now. Was it because people pittied her? She figured she could start an Orphan club. Sammy was an orphan, Deme might as well be an orphan and Conan was an orphan. They were all orphans, or close enough to be. She placed her head against her legs again and pulled out the picture of her parents, this time, when the tears came, she did not stop them. She cried into her knees as her memories swam around in her head
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[Tybalt Archer]

Tybalt loved the school currently. He always enjoyed the school when he could just roam around. Third year though he'd been worried about it was actually proving to be pretty simple. Just the same as the other years. Everything would be relatively simple as long as he remembered to go to classes and do all of the homework. He was hppy, though a little on the sad side as he no longer had his cousin to keep him company through all the different days. He was a little more worried that because of this, he believed that this would mean that the bullies would descend a little more on him again. He was taller, and more confident but he still worried about it. He was feeling pretty good overall, which was good, the young teen wasn't exactly the best at such things. He got worried and that really was all that had really changed from the last year. It was always fairly early now when the young teen awoke. For some reason he found he was getting more and more of a light sleeper. At home he would sleep for hours. Now here at Hogwarts the same could not be said. The slightly loud shifting of one of his dorm mates would be enough to wake him, even from a pretty deep slumber which was enough to stir him too much so that the possiblity of getting back to sleep had faded too. He was always up, left with nothing to do, so he ended up wandering the halls of Hogwarts. Wandering around until he found something to do with his day. This was mostly if he didn't have classes and no motivation in being able to study. Which albiet didn't happen too often. But, it happened often enough for it to be a little bit of a problem. He knew he'd have to start getting down to some proper studying, but really he had little motivation to do so. He had little strength within him. Especially on this day, though it was almost past midday, and he had all of the stuff he could use for studying, studying was not the thing on his young mind. It was as he walked along the second floor for about the third time that day, that someone pushed past him, and walked into the abandoned classroom. Which Ty had found was sometimes the perfect place to study.

This action from the unknown person caused Ty to be a little curious. He took a few steps towards the room, moving slowly and quietly. Trying his best to not disturb the silence so he could hear the person. Something had either been wrong, or the person was just mean. He took a small step back upon hearing a small bang. He wanted to march in there, and find out what was wrong. He crouch down beside the door and put his ear against it. Keeping one hand on the ground, and the other against the door frame. Should this person decide they wanted to leave, he had to be able to make a quick getaway. He let his eyes look over the door. He was wearing his contacts, which he was glad about, knowing that if he'd been wearing his glasses they would've very likely fallen off as they had pushed past him. He was thankful, for that foresight. For that thinking. Tybalt could hear a sniffling, and then crying. Someone was clearly not okay. But, Ty wasn't sure what to do. How to go about it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He chapped lightly on the door, "Hello?" He asked, speaking to the door, hoping the person on the other side would be able to hear what he was saying. "You alright?" He knew it was a silly question, but he felt it was the place to begin. He could tell that they weren't. He wouldn't really know what to do if she was, or was not okay. He would try, but not much would happen. He could walk away, save himself the bother. But he was a Gryffindor, and he was a kind person. He hated seeing, or hearing people upset. It just, he didn't like it. "I can hear you," He added, in his most friend, and comforting tone. Attempting to make the thick accent slightly duller, which didn't entirely work. He just hoped that who ever this person was, they might be willing to talk to him, or even just try. He wouldn't leave though, even if asked until he knew they were doing better.
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