You'll Never Find Me (Charlastor)

The Favor

WARNINGS: Death, murder, graphic depiction of violence, gore, blood, psychologic abuse. Please be aware of those warnins before reading! I don't want any of you guys having triggers or such ;.;
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With the new visitor still not being able to fly, Alastor kept feeding the bird he named as Bubbles with the jar's contents. Alastor truly thought he was becoming crazy when he thought the jars content was lower than the last time he fed Bubbles. For some reason, he could swear it was higher... Maybe he was just confused and that's all.

The days passed and Alastor kept taking care of Bubbles. He left a bucket filled with water so the bird could wash and drink from it. And he fed him before going to work. Usually when he was back, Bubbles was "jumping" around the house or taking a bath on his own.

Alastor kept talking to the bird about his day, how it was, what the news and how joyful he was again. That day, Alastor was walking back home when he passed in front of the store he last entered with Charlie as usually he did. He took a deep breath. The girl shouldn't stay in his mind after a few days but she insisted on haunting his thoughts now and then.

He stopped by its glass and saw the dark red overcoat, with red shirt and dark red pants. The same outfit was there since his last visit with Charlie. He looked up at it. That was the outfit Charlie said that would look good on him... Every damn time he walked back home he looked at that outfit that reminded him of her.

He entered the store and didn't even ask to try it on. By impulse he bought it and quickly left the store. There was only one seller there that day. An old lady, probably the owner of the establishment. She was very sweet, and asked a few times if he was sure he wanted to get it without trying it on first and he, all the times she asked, guaranteed her that he wanted to buy it anyways. Maybe he was doing that just to get it out of his eyes' sight when he came back from work.

As he got home again, Bubbles was over the table and flew to his shoulder. The bird looked at the bag Alastor was carrying.

"No food, just clothes for me, you curious bird." Alastor chuckled and offered his face to the bird. With the time they spent together, Bubbles acquired a very particular way to treat Alastor. Every time the brunette offered his face or leaned his face towards the bird, Bubbles usually rubbed the top of his head against the man's cheek. They were growing on each other.

Alastor could see Bubbles was getting better due to how better he was flying short distances. It made the brunette happy and slightly sad at the same time. Happy because the bird would be able to fly again, yet sad because it would soon leave him. He was enjoying the company.

The bird grew so much for him that Alastor even stopped by a pet store and asked instructions on how to discover if a bird is male or female. Specifically, a raven, since Bubbles looked slightly bigger than a crow; especially because he still looked young.

The pet store owner explained that besides their sizes, they had scruffy feathers on their throats and the tail would be slightly fan-shaped. That's why Alastor was so sure Bubbles was a male.

As more days passed, Alastor was feeding Bubbles one day at the backyard when the bird jumped through the lawn until it flew away.

Alastor sighed. "So long, my dear friend."

The brunette got up and saw the jar, it didn't have much more on it, but he would keep it in case Bubbles came back.

One thing he noticed was that the bones he had removed from the remaining parts of James disappeared. Maybe he was buried in the backyard and didn't remember?