Connection ~ (Highschool AU - Catradora)

Chapter 42

Catra's POV

TW: DRUGS AND LIGHT MENTIONS OF SUICIDE

"Well you look like shit"

I slowly turned my head to the first voice I heard in over a week, my eyes laid on DT who was leaning against the doorframe that led to the balcony.

I scoffed and stared back at the dull sky, "Yeah, well I feel like shit too"

Soft footsteps walked up next to me, I could feel the lingering gaze from DT burn into me. It was a bit hard to avoid my eyes from them as I secretly eyed the cigarette that was between my two fingers.

"You don't smoke" They then said.

I brought it up to my mouth and breathed it out slowly, watching it disappear into thin air slowly.

"Well, it's a first for everyone I guess" I sighed.

DT then shuffled closer to me and snatched the cigarette from my fingers, "Get that shit out of your mouth, it's disgusting"

I tried to grab it back but they instantly crushed it to pieces with their shoes, which surprisingly wasn't heels.

"You serious?" I sighed, trying to fish for another one in my pocket.

"Dead serious. Don't smoke your problems away, it will only make it worse" They advised, pulling my hand out from my pocket and placing it onto the railing. "Where did you even get these anyway?"

I sighed and secretly looked back into my apartment that was a mess, almost as much as I was. "Somewhere. Why are you even here?"

"You haven't picked up any of my phone calls for the past week, plus I stopped by to pick you up at school but it seems someone has been making some truancies" They explained with a small look at their nails.

I frowned and looked down at my shoes, trying to find some excuse to make up. "I've just...I haven't been in a good place right now"

"Well that's obvious"

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms onto the railing and rested my head in my arms, my eyes peeking at DT who was waiting for a more detailed answer.

"Do you ever feel like giving up?" I mumbled, letting my mouth speak without thinking. I've had so many feelings pent up, having to explain them is impossible.

DT rested one arm on the railing and put their cheek on their fist, making questioning eye contact at me.

"Yeah, I give up all the time. I don't have the patience for some things" They giggled, though it wasn't funny at all to them or me.

"No, like. Really just giving up. Like not going on anymore?" I spoke, still not giving enough context.

"What are you saying you want to die?" They said..so blatantly.

Hearing it out loud made me want to facepalm, "Sure"

DT sighed and slowly got up and moved out of my line of sight. At first, I was confused until I heard a bit of shuffling around and the sound of a chair being moved. I was about to see what DT was up to until I felt a hard yank at the back of my hoodie. I stumbled backward but something made my knees buckle and land into a sitting position on one of my chairs. I quickly looked up at DT who had a great look of disappointment on their face.

"I don't ever want to hear that come out of your mouth, got it? Suicide isn't something to joke about, you know how I feel about that" They mumbled, "You're acting irrational and you're speaking dumb. Just like how I found you in middle school when you realized that dumb blonde wasn't gonna keep in touch you"