Forgiveness (Sodo x Swiss)

Blood fall

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Tw: self abuse, blood, and swearing (obv)⚠️
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Swiss pov

I woke up a couple hours later feeling absolutely terrible. I remembered everything that happened this morning.

Questions filled my mind.

Is he okay?

Is he ...?

I grit my teeth.

I was walking through halls down to the common room that halls were empty and completely abandoned, along with the common room, no one was there, no one was even at the ministry, it was absolutely quiet.

It wasn't something that worried me though I knew where they were, but I hate that they didn't ask me if I wanted to go. I want to see him but it probably wasn't a good idea, I would probably break down again, and I would hate to see sodo in a bad state.

I walk along the creaky floorboards up to the fire place of the common room, and shut it off.

Someone probably forgot to shut if off.

We really can't leave the fireplace unoccupied because last time one of copias rats caught on fire and ran along the ministry. Long story but that rat is fine but some of the halls they ran along still have the fire damage.

I look around me, pillow cushions and blankets were still piled up next to the tv. It looked like a pigs sty. As mountain says.

I always hated when people say that. There was no reason but it agitated me for hearing it ever so often, like no shit I know, I have eyes, so shut the fuck up already.

I walked up to the charging table where my phone still sat. I picked it up and slipped it into my pocket.

I lean against the table closing my eyes to calm down, trying to take in everything that happened. I still couldn't believe what was happening.

Sodo and me are practically dating. I marked him. We slept together. He went outside. Boom he's in a hospital.

*I put my hands on my temples, rubbing them so the sleepiness goes away. Sure I was tired, but I didn't feel like going to sleep yet.

I stared at the ceiling.

The sounds of the ticking clock and the pattering of my cold feet, as I walk against the hard wood floor.

In all honesty being in that room was honestly sort of creepy, I haven't really noticed until now, I mean there is always people around but without anyone in there in felt eary.

I left the room stepping over blankets that were thrown all along the floor and stepping around out of place floorboards that were needed to be fixed.

I walk back into the dark cold hall and start heading back to my room, the clattering of tiles following behind me.

I opened my door, closing it behind me and grabbing a leather jacket that was hooked on the back of it, the jacket had patches on it, all bands that I loved dearly, like slipknot, Metallica, slayer, lamb of god, ghost(obv), and so much more.

If I'm gonna be honest a leather jacket in winter wasn't really the best choice to stay warm but I didn't feel like digging in the back of my closet for more thicker ones.

I put on some black and white Jordan's that were stained a bit from dirt and over use, they were my regular shoes, that I wore absolutely every where. It was unlikely to see me where anything else but those.

I open my door once again, walking into the hall and along with the usual clattering of tiles that were under my shoes.

I walk down the halls, it got colder and colder the closer I got to the double door leading outside. I push them open as a gust of cold air hits along my body, leaving a shiver through my body.