Kitty One-shots

Another Reunion

Christopher Herondale was like the sun. The more time I spent with him the brighter I shined. It was like I absorbed all the joy radiating off him without exhausting his supply.

If Kit was the sun, I was the moon. Reflecting the joy and happiness he supplied.

I tried to describe how I felt once to Livvy. Kit fit very well with us but even more with me. He felt like my other half but in such a different way from Livvy.

Honestly, I didn't know what to think. Once I considered talking to Julian about it but it wasn't really a priority at the time.

He was my best friend, my only friend, my Watson.

If only it hadn't all changed. When I brought Livvy back from the dead. When he told me he loved me. When he left without saying good-bye. When I went to the Scholomance like I had always wanted to. When I finally realized what unhappiness was.

On break now, I had no idea who to turn to. My thoughts and feelings needed to come out.

Dru, my brain suggested.

I wasn't sure Dru would want to talk to me about this but I might as well give it a shot.

I knocked timidly on Dru's door. "Dru?"

The door slammed open. "What," she snapped before her gaze softened as she recognized me. "Oh. Ty. What's up?" 

The tv screen behind her blasted screams from whatever horror movie she was watching.  

"Can I come in and talk to you?" 

"Of course," she moved to let me inside and turned off her movie as we sat down on her bed. I stood up to close the door before sitting back down.

"Well... I..." I paused searching for words I couldn't grasp. "I miss Kit." I finally whispered, dejectedly.

"Oh, Ty-ty. We all do."

"No."

"No?"

"No!" I yelled.

Dru's eyes widened in surprise.

I felt hot tears well up in my eyes. "I ... don't know how."

"How to what?"

"How to explain.'

Dru put her hand on my shoulder. "Talk to me."

"Kit," I said quietly, imagining the bright-faced boy. Trying to imagine him as he was before was hard. All I saw was his broken expression. All I heard was his panicked confession. "He... I... "

A tear slid down my cheek and I wished I had my headphones to fiddle with. "I miss him," I said again, my voice cracking.

"We all do," Dru murmured trying to soothe me.

"You don't understand," I cried.

"Help me understand," she pleaded.

"I love him."

"We all do."

"Not like me!" I yelled almost without realizing I was yelling. More tears streamed down my face. "I think-I think," I gulped. "I think I'm in love with him."

Silence engulfed the room. I couldn't look Dru in the eyes.

"Oh. Ty. Are you sure?"

"Yes! No!" My voice broke. "I don't know? I've never felt anything like this before. I just want him back," I sobbed.

"Oh my," she sounded so sympathetic it hurt.  

"I didn't know who to go to," I said, pulling my knees up to my chest. "How can I explain how I'm feeling when I don't even know myself?" I made such a big mistake, I knew that much. But bringing Livvy back had consumed me and now I had lost Kit. How was I supposed to do it now?