Saturday. Saturday afternoon. I know I told her Id rather do midday when we had the opportunity but I had changed my mind. I liked the dark. It was harder to see her when there was no light. Much better. Much easier to endure.
I wasn't going to stay in that awful tense silence today, it had almost been too much. Id rather have her scream at me, and Im sure she would love to do that anyways.
I was later than I had been any other time today, almost half an hour, so it was already a little dark. Definitely not dark, but it was getting there. I heard an audible groan when I entered, it was the only acknowledgment I got.
- You have something to say?
- A lot, trust me. But I don't think it would be healthy for you to hear.
- Why, scared I'll hurt your feelings.
- Ive seen dead lightbulbs brighter than you, you couldn't hurt me if you tried.
I scoff, this irresponsible demon I swear.
- At least Im not afraid of living. When will it be time for you to get a life?
Now it's her turn to scoff.
- Like yours? Ill pass.
- You wish you had a life like mine.
She bites her lips, angry but I stop. There is something else. Before I have time to see what exactly she's talking again. The banter was getting more heated as the weeks had progressed. Maybe heated wasn't the right word, but it was definitely close.
- Im starting to think your the worlds greatest tragedy.
- PLEASE, the only tragic thing about me is this interaction.
I say, wagging my finger between us as I sneer.
- Lorenzo, what was the last book you read that wasn't required by school?
- Stella, when was the last time you broke a rule?
- Is that supposed to be an insult towards ME? That says more about you than anyone else.
- I hope it does.
- Im well versed in the art of being right, something that you haven't discovered yet I see?
- Do you really not see how pathetic you are?
- Why are you here?
- I wish I wasn't.
- So leave.
I throw my bag on the floor and sit in the chair, papers ready.
- No.
- WHY NOT?
She looks so confused, almost sad in a way.
- You don't want me here, and I want to see you suffer. Its simple.
- Ass.
- Fuck you.
- Never.
I have to bite my cheek as to not say something I'll actually regret. The insults are thrown one after another and I find I barely write nothing, at most very slowly. If I try to write while Im talking I just write what I say, and I fear I might get terminated from Hogwarts if Dumbledore saw this. The insults also grow less and less creative as they speed up, the tension in the room undeniable. Anger is one of the strongest emotion, this is proof. We are practically seething.
- I don't know what else to say, Berkshire. To boil it down to one statement, I hate you, but Ive already said that so I don't understand why I have to keep repeating it. Are you just that slow?
That's it. I got my stuff and left. I'll write it in my dorm and give it to her on Monday. I couldn't stay in that room any longer. Still, even after I finished writing that witch haunted my dreams.
Again.
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Snakes that bite
Fanfiction"Snakes are special. Most of them are harmless of course, but there are some that are so venomous that they will kill you before you even know you were bit. That's the kind of snake Lorenzo is." #1 berkshire This is a Enemies to lovers fan fiction a...
