The Edge Of Yesterday

Chapter 15

"What the actual fuck is wrong with that place?" Rosie glared, but not at anybody in particular. Saying that she looked angry was an understatement - she looked like she was about to murder somebody and mutilate their corpse into billions of little pieces before feeding it to sewer.

"I don't know, but it's not fair." I said.

"He just obviously cared so much about that degree of his ." Rosie gritted her teeth. "They had no right to do that. No fucking right at all."

"Let's burn the place down." Alex suggested.

"No time for jokes, although that seems very tempting" Rosie said. "Burn all those fuckers to the ground. I bet that there are a lot of different chemicals in the labs there, which would only make the fire more rough." 

She seemed serious. I'm pretty sure she was at least somewhat serious. 

"Let's not actually burn down the campus." I pleaded, wanting to stop things in case they escalated. "We could kill a bunch of people who had absolutely nothing to do with this. It's that chancellor that we should be mad at."

"OH, THAT FUCKER." Rosie was flaming at just the mention of him. "HE"S SUCH A DICK! HE HAS HIS HEAD STUCK UP HIS ASS AND HE'S CONVINVED THAT HES BETTER THAN EVREYBDY ELSE, WHEN IN REALITY, HE'S NOT. HE'S JUST A STUPID, NARCISSISTIC, SNOB WHO NEEDS TO SHUT THE HELL UP FOR ONCE."

I didn't expect her to raise her voice, so I jumped backwards slightly. Rosie noticed, lowering her voice. 

"sorry, Avril." she said. She then stood up, walking around with an exaggerated posture and an imaginary cane, before starting to talk in an impression of him, deep, old-guy voice and all. "Oh, you're not the child of a rich, privileged, upper class family who's entire bloodline has attended elite colleges? You're dirt! Get out of my college, I don't want to be anywhere near you!" 

Alex sniggered. "What a douche."

"I hope something good happens for Bones. He didn't deserve this." Rosie straightened her back up, going back to her normal voice. 

"Should we try to comfort him?" I suggested.

"One thing you need to know about Bones" Rosie began. "Is that if he's upset, you just need to leave him alone, and leave him be, or it will only make things worse." 

For the next few weeks, we didn't see Bones at all, only a couple glimpses of him every now and them. He would just stay in his room, completely silent, and you would hear nothing expect for the occasional sound of Black Sabbath and Motörhead songs playing. 

Instead of the 4 of us hanging out at Bone's and Rosie's apartment as we usually did, we now many out at mine and Alex's apartment, only it was 3 of us now. It was really worrying. 

"Can you just ask him what's wrong?" I asked Rosie. She shook her head.

"I can't. He won't talk to me. He won't speak to anybody." she sighed. "Every time I try to go to his room, he just tells me to go away. I don't want to fight with him." 

Rosie's nail polish was all chipped up, and the edges of her nails were jagged and uneven, and her cuticles were frayed. I could tell that she had been biting her nails out of stress. 

At this point, there was nothing we could do about it. All we could do was wait until Bones got out of the state he was in. Either he would start to feel better and start living life again, or something bad would happen to him. 

Hopefully, it was going to be the first option. If not, then things would have been fucked. Completely and utterly fucked.