Cigarette, daydream and poetry ( A DPS fanfiction ) Charlie x OC

Leaving

Margaret couldn't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she could see her brother's face, and each time it happened, she burst into tears. She wanted to scream, she wanted to find her brother and yell at him, but at the same time, she wanted more than anything to hold him and tell him how much she loved him. She also wondered if this night might be her last in this room at Welton. Her parents had no reason to keep her here, and she saw no reason to stay. In short, she saw no reason to smile or live anymore.

As she let her tears flow, she heard someone tapping at her window—it was Charlie. She opened it for him, and he rushed over to hug her. They stayed in each other's arms, silently crying. Margaret pulled away, and Charlie said:

"I couldn't sleep..."

"Me neither."

They settled into bed, with Margaret resting her head on Charlie's chest while he wrapped his arms around her, playing with her hair. They kept silent for a long time until Margaret asked a question:

"You're going to get expelled, aren't you?"

"Of course..."

"And... how are you handling it?"

She sat up slightly, looking him in the eyes, and he smiled at her:

"I would have gotten expelled sooner or later, and I comfort myself by thinking that you'll leave here too. And who knows? Maybe we'll meet again."

"I doubt it."

"Why?"

"My father will probably send me to a convent or a girls' school."

"For the convent, I doubt they would accept you."

"True."

He kissed her lips, and she returned the kiss gently. Charlie promised that they would get through this together, but Margaret found it hard to believe. As time passed, the hope she had for her life, for her future, was fading.

"I promise you, this year I'll find you one way or another, and we'll run away together. My parents have enough money for us to start our life; you can be a writer, and I'll work so you can live your passion," Charlie promised.

"Are you seriously imagining your life with me?"

"I've been struggling to imagine it without you for 11 years, so yes."

She couldn't believe her ears. The boy she loved was ready to give up everything for her, to run away and live with her. This situation went beyond rationality, and Margaret, who was usually a down-to-earth person, found herself visualizing this life and believing it was possible.

"Would we have a house together?" Margaret asked.

"Yes, and children..."

"How many?"

"Two or three?"

"A dog or a cat?"

"A cat."

"But you're allergic to cats."

"But you love cats!"

And they spent the night talking about their future life, and that's how hope was born in their hearts. They didn't fear that their love would be destroyed; one phrase echoed in their minds: "Carpe Diem."

The next day, Nolan summoned the group of friends one by one. Each boy was greeted in the headmaster's office by their parents, which caught them off guard. Margaret saw her friends return looking dejected, and she wondered what had happened.

She entered Mr. Nolan's office and found her parents waiting in the room with the headmaster. She didn't look at them and sat on a chair facing the desk.

"Margaret, the headmaster would like you to sign this paper," said her mother.

She looked at the paper and asked what it was.

"Nothing important, you just need to sign to confirm that Mr. Keating breached his duties and is responsible for your brother's tragic loss," Nolan explained.

She sighed, knowing she had to keep her calm; otherwise, her parents would make her regret it for life.

"Sir, with all due respect, Mr. Keating is innocent."

"It's not for you to decide," Mr. Nolan cut her off.

"I know. You're probably right."

She took the pencil and wrote in the space intended for her signature, then proceeded to leave the room. Her parents wanted to check that she had signed properly and saw, instead of her signature, written in black and white: "Go fuck yourselves." Mr. Perry yelled at his daughter, but it didn't matter; she kept walking away from her parents and the headmaster and left the room.

Margaret had to pack her bags quickly; her parents were waiting in their car near the school. As she walked through the halls, she looked at the school with a completely different perspective than on her first day. She set out to say goodbye to her friends. Meeks and Todd cried in her arms while Knox thanked her a thousand times for insignificant things, trying to hold back his tears, and Pitts hugged her so tightly she almost choked. She noticed that Charlie wasn't there. She asked where he was, and they explained that he had left a few minutes ago.

Margaret hurried down the stairs and ran outside in search of Charlie. She didn't want them to part like this; she didn't want him to leave without knowing how much she loved him. She had never said it, yet she had always felt it, and it was only today that she realized the huge mistake she had made by staying silent. She looked through the snow for the Dalton's car and finally saw it, quite far from the Perry's car. Then she saw Charlie. She rushed towards him, calling his name.

He turned around, and his face lit up when he saw her. Margaret threw herself into his arms and, without wasting a second, said, "I love you." Charlie looked at her, stunned, and a single tear of joy fell from his eyes.

"I love you too."

She gently kissed his tear before he passionately kissed her on the lips, and then they laughed. Life was cruel, but they laughed.