Control - Enoch O'Connor [ON HOLD]

vi - squabble

Deciding it was probably the best time to go back to my room and change since it was almost lunch time,I made my way trough the kitchen bit before I could step out,I was met with one of my housemates back meeting my face and making me stumble back two steps.

"What the hell?" I asked,raising my voice a little.
Taking a better look at who I bumped into,I saw Olive and Horace,right behind the half opened door,looking into the hallway, "Olive,what are you two watching?" i asked her.

"Shush Atena,she's going to head you." She glanced at me for a second,only to look back as soon as she looked my way.

"Emma has gotten a letter from Abe,she's reading it now and she looks like she's about to cry." Horace informed me,not looking away from the blonde girl in the hallway who was holding in her tears,letting a light sob out.

"What do you think hs wrote her?" Olive asked,sharing a look with Horace and then with me.

"I think the war ended,I'm pretty sure actually." He told us,looking down,whispering something only he could hear.

"What was that?" I pushed him lightly,although getting no response.

Next thing we saw was Emma throwing the letter down,tears now fully visible on her face,turning around and running up the stairs to her room. Getting half up,she pushed Enoch,who was just going down,to the side,earning herself a glare from him.

Taking down the stairs,he looked down at the letter,beding down and taking it in his hands. By this time the three of us were already next to him,pestering him about the contents of it until he turned one of the pages around revealing a photo of Abe with a young,brunette woman. He was holding her by her waist and in her arms,a small baby wrapped in a blanket.
"And this is where I realise why you were acting the way you were acting." Enoch said,pointing to Horace.

The prophetic boy could only shrug and send the necromancer a small smile.
"You should have warned her,Horace!" Olive said,giving him a glare.

"I did! I showed you all my dream!" He defended himself,turning his body fully to Olive.

"I don't think it's Horace duty to tell anyone the exact day something is happening,Olive." Enoch stated,giving Olive a glance then looking back at the photo, "Emma knew it was going to happen and she had enough time to deal with it." He said,taking my arm and dragging me up the stairs,leaving the two in the hall.

"Told you." He said,opening his door with his free hand, "He did the exact thing I said,took it up a notch even and had a child!" Enoch let out a laugh.

"Don't laugh about that! Emma is heartbroken and you think it's funny?" I asked him,giving him a glare.

"I do! I mean,the guy really did it! Talked to a girl and married another,peak comedy!" He cracked up with laughter.

If it was in any other situation,I would be surprised that Enoch let out an actual laugh but he was laughing about someone's misery.

"Yes I get it,stop laughing! It's not funny,Enoch." I said,taking a seat on his bed while he was on the chair next to his desk,still laughing.

"It is,why aren't you laughing? It's not like its going to ever happen to you." He said,turning to the side so his elbows could rest on the desk and put his head in his palm.

"Just because I'm not going to experience love doesn't mean others shouldn't." I rolled my eyes at him,taking my head in my hands.

The feeling always made me feel some way,knowing I won't ever get to feel the love everyone wanted to feel,knowing I won't ever get those sweet kisses or the hugs that made you feel like home,those sweet words that made you calm down even if your greatest fear was near.I've always been a little mad that I could never experience that. I once even cried because I knew I was going to be forever seventeen and never experience romantic love.

"Well it's too bad,it's not the end of the world though." Enoch gave me a smile which I took as him mocking me. I took it as him mocking me for being worried about my nonexistent romance while there was far worse in the world.

"Well it's not like you know anything about love either." I told him,earning myself a scoff. "I don't think you've ever been even told the words 'I love you' from anyone besides your mother." I said making a sad face.

"Like you have been? Go count the times someone,anyone has said that to you." Enoch shot back,getting up from his chair.

"I say it to myself every morning,unlike someone who doesn't even look in the mirror!" I shot up,talking a step closer to him.

In the two years Enoch and I became closer to one another,we rarely had any fights. I was one of the only people he talked to after Victors death anyways and he knew a fight would mean no talking and that he would feel lonely.

He also knew the topics I was sensitive about,like my fear of the ocean,my insecurities,my fear of the dark or my fear of never being loved. And he chose to make it into a joke.

"Well thank god I can at least manage my own peculiarly!" He glared at me,taking a step closer to me as well.

"Fuck you,Enoch." I said,making my way to his door. I was not going to take that,I was not going to let him throw every fear and insecurity I had my way just because he got a little mad.

Opening the door and stepping out of his room,the only think I heard before shutting the door behind me was a quiet "Fuck off" from him.

Shutting the door,the only other thing I head coming from him was a loud sound the glass he decided to smash mad

A/N
Update coming in a little late because I was almost expelled and sued (it was all for the plot)
26.nov
12:46am