Selcouth [G.W]

Chapter 11

I walk aimlessly through the corridors, letting my anger pulse through me freely with no sense of direction or destination, my mind clouded by anger and slight sadness that I'm not ready to unpack.

Who does he possibly think he is? An embarrassment? Ha! How dare he! I should go back and shove my foot right up his-

"hi, millidecent."

I look up and see luna walking towards me with a small smile on her face, a little green plant in her pale hands.

I roll my eyes walking brushing past her," Not now luna," I harshly mutter not wanting to deal with whatever weird shit she's going to spill to me.

I hear her whisper a small "oh" as I walk past.

I continue to walk through the corridors, eventually making it outside, seeing the lake in the distance, I walk over to the small pier, sitting down I huff. I let my feet hang at the edge while I stare out at it my anger subsiding leaving me with a sad almost empty feeling.

I pull my gaze from the lake looking down at my lap, fiddling with my fingers. Filthy blood traitor... A disgrace... embarrassment I hear dracos words ring in my ear. how could he say that? Is that really true? Am I an embarrassment?

I feel my nose start to burn slightly, and my eyes begin to water, I sniff and push back my tears. crying is useless, it's a weakness Milidecent is that what you want, to be weak? My mother's words ring like an alarm clock in my ear.

" Are you alright?"

"luna I said not now-" I raise my voice harshly balling my fist and turning around expecting to see luna, instead I see George standing there with a worried expression a little taken aback with my harsh tone.

"I'm not Luna," he tells me timidly, walking towards me like I'm a bomb about to go off.

"I know." I blankly reply, un-balling my fist and turning back around looking down at the water to see my slight moving reflection due to the waves crashing softly. My nose was slightly red but could easily be played off from it being cold, my eyes looked blank- maybe I can't be certain.

I see from the corner of my eye him sitting down next to me, staring at the lake, For a few minutes he said nothing just continued to look upon it glancing at me every few minutes as if he was deep in thought about something I was unaware of.

I kept my gaze to the lake trying to ignore him and the tense air that has surrounded us since he sat down. It wasn't that hard to do after the first few minutes my attention began to drift to the midnight sky and calm lake. It was beautiful tonight.

The late September cold created a slightly chilly breeze not cold enough for a coat quite yet but enough for me to pull the sleeves of my sweater down to cover my hands. The water was crashing softly against the rocks beside the pier creating a somewhat calm sound as we heard the quiet cricket of bugs nearby. There was not a cloud in sight tonight making the moon and stars reflect on the dark lake perfectly. In a different circumstance, I would find this peaceful.