Saviour

Chapter 9: Are you okay?

         

Phil was not in Math.

Phil was not in Chemistry.

Phil was not in French.

That was when I began to worry.

One class sure, two classes okay, three classes what the fuck?

So now I was anxiously searching around during Sport (who cares about that stuff anyway?) looking for the missing Lester. I had one place left to look and that was in the grassed courtyard thing outside.

I very nearly missed him, sitting so still and quiet underneath a huge tree at the very edge of the grass.

I approached carefully, not wanting to startle him, and sat down next to him. I was shocked and immediately worried when I realised that he'd been crying.

"Are you okay?" I asked gently, shuffling a little closer and putting my arm around his shoulders. I didn't want to force him to talk if he didn't want to, but I really wanted to help. He surprised me by leaning into my shoulder, and then even more by speaking.

"You know sometimes," he began, his voice soft. "How little things happen which bring you down. And you brush them off because they're just little thing and you don't want them to ruin your day. But then suddenly there's a thousand little things and abruptly it just makes you really sad for no reason. Do you ever get that?"

"Yeah, actually. I think everyone gets that at one point." I replied.

"Everyone randomly gets sad for no reason?" he asked, sceptically.

"It's not for no reason. Sometimes everything just piles up." I assured, hugging him a bit tighter.

"I feel dumb for being sad, though," he murmured. "I don't have any real reason to."

"Don't be, you're allowed to be sad every once in a while. We're human."

"Barley," he chuckled. I couldn't help but laugh at that too.

"You missed French," I said, after a few minutes of comfortable silence. "Madam Tunnington was not impressed."

"She's so cranky," Phil replied.

"I know; I think she hates students."

"Why become a teacher then?" he questioned. I simply shrugged at that.

"She sucks at teaching to," he continued. "I only know one French thing, and I didn't even learn it from her."

"What is it?" I asked curiously.

"Je t'aime de tout mon coeur," he said after a moment.

" Je t'aime aussi, tellement," I replied without hesitating. For a moment Phil stared at me as though I were a ghost and I began to worry, thinking that had been the wrong thing to say. Then he caught himself and continued as though nothing was wrong. I decided to let it slide, figuring that if something was wrong Phil would tell me.

A/N Sorry it's short! I have no internet and not much inspiration. This is going to flow on into the next chapter, though, so look out for that! This was based off an actual episode I had the other day btw :/

Translations

I love you with all my heart.

I love you too, so very much.