《Slowtown [t.r]》past ix
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you sat next to me at breakfast the following morning i thought i might crumble.
there were lingering glances - olive and eleanor didn't look amused - but kept their mouth shut.
i kept eating though the taste was now lost - good morning, thomas.
berkley.
back to surnames? pity. my tone is tight, i don't want to look at you.
but then your fingers brush against my arm and i do so anyway, you're like a walking magnet.
i look at you and you're a killer - cold and remorseless - a face of promising youth yet the eyes are always a betrayal.
are you going to kill me?
your head tilts - you don't say yes or no.
was the second one a muggle born as well? i ask quietly, swallowing down more juice but it stung my throat and i wanted to spit it out.
you play with your ring, spinning it around your your finger and a casual grin slips over you - muggle.
i blink.
what?
remember i told you my parents are dead.
oh, the sound came out small - like an afterthought.
you're still not running away.
do you want me to?
you don't answer - you never answer. it's infuriating.
when i leave divinations you're in the hall again, leaned against the wall like one of various statues but you come to life as i walk by.
are you free tonight?
you know that i am. i hate that you ask yet love it. you know i'm not busy - i never am. you're my only company. every time you ask it's a reminder.
you're a killer - but what do i care?
life is short - i want something more while i'm here.
they're dead. gone. nothing now. once a things not alive does it exist?
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memories do but they're not people.
echoes of feeling - dread - grief - anger - all echoes but they aren't tangible.
but you're there - here - next to me. breathing and your heart is stained and you speak with your silence.
i don't trust you.
but i won't leave.
i cant.
i wouldn't be able to bear it.
the mood used to be enough for me - with his hovering presence and shimmering glow.
then you can along and have me a taste more and now i'm addicted.
yes, i'm free.
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