TOP OF MY SCHOOL, KOTLC

Chapter 10

"Are you satisfied?"

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The rest of the day was a bit chaotic. After getting Dex to take him to the headmasters office, he did get sent home on the bases he wasn't doing great emotionally. The worst part was the stares he got when he grabbed his bag and walked down the halls, he could practically feel there pure shock and judgment radiate off them.

They were probably thinking, 'What the hell?! The Vacker boy was getting sent home! Deserved right, he caused trouble.' Even if it wounded his pride, yea it sucked. Specially since he'd probably get a stern talk from his father...

Great.

When Fitz got home, he was expecting his father to be in the living room and was going to lecture him on how he managed to ruin the family image and shit, not like it be the first time. Fitz realized that there had been lots of times when he "Disappointed," his family. Ironic.

But when he looked into the living room he only saw his mother, sitting there with a book in one hand, and a cup of tea in the other. Fitz blinked, making sure he wasn't hallucinating.

"...Mom?" He said. Della, Fitz's mother, head snapped up towards Fitz in an alarming speed. She had a worried expression on her face which was alot more than he expected, she got up and went towards him, "Fitz? Are you alright? I got a call from Magante Leto and he said you were causing a scene-" She said as she made her way to him, checking around him for any injuries- "You don't look hurt so that's good-"

She made eye contact with Fitz, who had a really shocked expression on his face.  "...Mom? Why are you here? Aren't you suppose to be at work? Don't you have a shoot or something?" He asked, a bit bitterly.

Della's eyes widen at his statement, "Fitz, I'm your mother! Of course I'd care about you-"

"Doesn't seem like it. You are always so busy, I barely see you anymore!" Fitz exclaimed. "Not to mention your always to be busy to be with us during trips, at least father had the decency to show up to my birthdays."

"Fitz. Where is this coming from?! You never complained about this before!" Dells snapped back and Fitz recoiled slightly. It's true, he never talked about it, why would he? But after the talk with Dex...

"I'm complaining because I don't think you actually care!" Fitz yelled back, "You don't show up to me or Biana birthdays, you are never there when we get awards, hell, your not even here for dinners half the time! You're so focused on your shit you forget about us! At least dad still his here..."

Della's eyes widen at the words Fitz said. After a few beats, Fitz pushes past her and up to his room, passing his maid/bodyguard Grizel and slams the door to his bedroom shut. He jumped onto his bed and buried his head into his pillow. Clutching his pillow he wanted to cry some more, his brain is fuzzy  and he felt like he wanted to just disappear... He wanted to go away to somewhere else. No one will judge him for anything, not expectations just...

Be himself.

Whatever that meant.

Knock Knock

Fitz groans, "Grizel, please leave me alone!.."

"Not Grizel, Fitzey!" Fitz sat up, hearing his sister's voice was a bit jarring. He quickly started to fix himself as she opened the door. Fitz looked at her, seeing she had her hair up in a messy ponytail and was wearing her foxfire hoodie and black shorts. She was holding a plate of butterblasts, Fitz favourites and...

"...Where did you get him?" Fitz asked, jaw a bit dropped. In her other hand, was Mr. Snuggles. An old stuffy red dragon that his father told him he couldn't have anymore when he turned 13... He was a bit worn down, one of the wings looked like they were about to fall but other than that, he looked the same as the day he threw him out. "When you put him next to the trash, I sneaked him away and have been holding on to him. I kinda thought he would be useful, it was one of the only things that kept you sleeping."

She sat next to him, putting the tray down and handed him the plushie.

He took it, hugging it close to his chest.

"...I'm not going to force you to tell me what happened. I'm not going to force you to tell me why you yelled at mom. I'll just, be here for you." Biana said, bring her laptop out, "Let's watch Legally Blonde, Mh?"

Fitz looked at her, a small smile stretching across his face. "Thank you Biana."

"Of course...Even if we argue and don't talk that much, I'll always be here for you."

Then it went silent, as the two snacked on the sweet treat and enjoyed the film. Fitz couldn't help but smile.

Today wasn't so awful. Not anymore.