as the snow falls - coriolanus snow

trapped

you kick the old wooden door and yell for help, Coryo scoffs and pushes his palms on his eyes as he sits slumped 

"Can you quit your screaming? No one's coming" 

You gnaw at your lip, counting the hours by the bells rippling down the halls, It's been 2. You've missed 2 classes someone should have noticed by now

you feel blood pool into your mouth and you release your lip, choosing to slide down across from Croyo with the tip of your shoes touching

"why couldn't I be trapped in here with anyone else" you mumble as you feel your eyes sting, his words repeating in your head like a melody of how useless and undesirable you are

"Y/n." he whispers

"I said you couldn't talk, Coriolanus" you avoid his gaze, looking corner to corner as he huffs

"I don't care. It's probably fate we're trapped in here, to talk" 

you can't help but scoff at that
"Fate? Oh, was it fate for you to lie to the boy I liked? ruining my chances with him? Huh?" your voice raises as he bites his lip, trying to suck his words back but you don't give him the chance

"just never talk to me again, Coriolanus." you look away, now only the buzz of the burning lightbulb can be heard as you wait for the next bell or for any teachers strolling the halls to call for help

minutes pass and you lay your head against the wall of the closet, deciding you might as well sleep if you're not gonna scream for help

"I'm sorry. Can I at least say that?" he mumbles, you feel rage swarm you from the silence being broken 

"I- I just didn't want you going with him" he whispers the last part under his breath and you're head perks up at his confessions

"why? so I'd be alone at the formal like every year?" you spit but he just shakes his head annoyingly

"no, because I-" the sharp ring of the bell assaults your ears as you jump up and start banging on the door

"HELLP! WE'RE STUCK HELLP!" you scream as the chatter of classmates floods the halls

"HELLO? CAN ANYONE HEAR US?" Coryo joins in

"THERE PEOPLE IN HERE! HELP!" you scream banging on the door before backing up and throwing yourself on it

you back up again, but right as your body meets the door, it opens.

your face meets with the cold marbled floor and the boot of your savior is at your nose

Snow carefully tiptoes around you to get out of the death trap of a closet, and you tilt your head back to look at the person who saved you from it

"Sejanus!" you yelp and you quickly jump up and smooth your hair, cheeks red and embarrassment heavy on your frame

This day really couldn't get any worse.