Final chaos
All I can say is that i hope you enjoy reading this just as much as I enjoyed writting it.
Characters and story (C) 2006 TheGreenbat (Me)
Welcome to Driftwood College. Driftwood College is a higher source of education for those who push themselves to gain a higher level of skills. Driftwood College is institution or organizations, which prepare students for there degree. In some cases, colleges prepare students for the level of university of which the college is part. College also prepares us to start living in the real world.
But in collage... most of us would say it's about working hard but I say it's a new part of life experience, seeking out interesting individuals. With different areas to explore to help push along those hard barriers...
But I must be living in my own imagination rather in the real world, as I haven't experienced much excitement around the solid grounds of Driftwood College; it's pretty much dull around here.
Then again, it was only two months ago, back then I suffered from a large amount of amnesia. My brain only reduced to jelly with no idea of anything else, Apart from my name. My name is Zorion with the attendance to Driftwood College for two months.
I'm a white-scaled dragon with black spikes and claws, I have bright blue eyes with long black hair above them. I also wear a lot of black with a bit of fishnets that covers my arms and leather straps that lay around my neck and underarms, I also have a pair of large black boots.
Still... I wish I knew more about myself. As long as I try to think about my past it's just a huge blank. But have this very deep feeling that whatever happened before in this ordeal must have been something major, as there is this unexplained feeling inside of me something there that's hard to explain, it only feels a deep feeling of coldness running into my soul something I forgotten that could be very important or even dangerous to me.
Then again I think too much, I've been day dreaming longer than expected I usually do that often. I have been sitting alone on top of the college roof on the tallest tower. It just felt great watching the clouds go slowly by, feeling the wind blow past my long black hair brushing up against my scaled skin, watching birds fly by without a care in the world. It just feels so peaceful, a place to be alone with my thoughts.
I was really just meant to pick up this package for my roommate then head straight back but I hardly get to enjoy this view.
But you see my roommate likes to be over protective about me and rarely lets me go out on my own unless its time for a class or something important like this package he's been going on about.
I looked around at my college just considering which way I should take to get home, our college is huge and its easy to get lost with lots of different blocks and towers to make up for the different classes and departments that are needed to cater for everyone's needs. I normally like to relax on top of this tall college tower just gazing up into the crystal clear sky it just felt better relaxing closer to the heavens.
I don't really do much for excitement as I said my roommate hardly lets me do anything for fun, it will be either it's not safe or I'm not just ready for so much excitement just yet, even though it's been two months... I stay indoors most of the time watching him reading books while he's having a cup of tea and sometimes watch the biscuit crumbs roll down into his chin into his book. It's such a thrill of my life...but whenever I can go out I would normally like to go to this tower and just gaze on endlessly into the heavens and be one with my thoughts.
I often ask if he knew anything of my past, but he would always change the subject or sometimes wouldn't reply. Most times I just want to staple things to his head as he wouldn't let me live my own life or tell me anything about myself. I can tell he knows something... I just don't understand why he won't tell me.
I was doomed of another five hours of watching my roommate read his book just hearing the page flick as he turns the pages or the sound of him reaching over to scratch the scales on his back. I was truly stuck with yet another boring night. I couldn't take much more of this treatment I wanted to start living my own life.
I decided to head back home or my roommate would have a go at me which he likes to do.
I take one last look at the peaceful surroundings I opened my wings up and landed on the ground softly and starting to make my way to my own place.
I live in a nice neighborhood, and It is just outside of the collage. The black cemented roads are mostly quiet, the houses are all attached to each other only separated by bricked walls, each house has there own large narrow garden and rocky paths at the front that lead to there front door. Many houses have there own large trees that seem to wave to you as you walk by, but I wouldn't know about the people my roommate doesn't let me even talk to many people either but at least its not a trashy neighborhood or high on crime. It's just peaceful and quiet most of the time.
I came across my place, I left the package on the floor to get the keys out of my pocket, but something caught the edge of my eye. It was a bunch of party stuff crated in boxes with a lot of beer supplier and kegs. I scratched myself behind my ears with my keys, a puzzled look flood my face. It was either my roommate was actually a party animal or someone's made a slightly wrong mistake. I continued remained puzzled until a voice got my attention.
"Hey! I'm really sorry man." Someone said while heading towards me, placing one hand behind his head.
I... I couldn't believe what I saw. My eyes grew wide open as he got closer. My heart pounding like it's trying to escape from my chest. My mind turned into clear thoughts and for some reason I felt strange feeling inside. That dark feeling inside of me... Just vanished in seconds the moment I laid eyes on him. But I was confused, what was this feeling? What made him different from everyone else I see? I couldn't stop looking into his eyes, but why? What's making me feel like this? Was there something wrong with me?
This blue dragon made me want to just leap into his arms. He had quite a lot of green spikes around his body; he had very trendy short purple hair with a cute and attractive goatee. He seemed to wear a lot of red collars and straps around his body, He was wearing a purple hoody with combat pants in an army style. But the thing I liked most about him was his beautiful green eyes that just seem to glisten in the sunlight...
"Umm... Hello? Anyone home?" The blue dragon waved his hand in front of Zorion's face. But Zorion was caught up in his own fantasy. "Hey!" he yelled to get his attention.
I snapped out of it and jumped and flinched slightly. "... I'm sorry I don't know what come over me... ughh anything I can do... for you?"I stuttered, as my voice deepened and shook with nerves.
"Well my names Yaragin I just moved into a new place with some roommates a few blocks down, and were all having a home warming party and it seemed the delivery service made a mistake." he rubbed his head in embarrassment.
All I did was nod and agreed holding my head slightly low. I still felt confused as I felt nothing but butterflies in my stomach and for the first time actually feeling happy with someone like him around me, I couldn't help but gaze into his beautiful green eyes.
"If it's alright I'll just get a few more guys over to pick this stuff up later. Be best to just take it all at once" Yaragin explained.
"Yeah sure... no trouble" Zorion said still in his nervous state still staring deep into Yaragin's eyes.
I couldn't stare at him forever, Wish I could but I finally broke the eye contact with him and did my best to avoid looking at him directly. But still my mind clouded with clear images, I wish I knew what was happening to me.
I went to take the package inside but my whole body felt weak this feeling as even taken my own strength away; did I know him in the past? I mean before I lost my marbles? No. It couldn't be, other wise he would of said something by now. I felt extremely embarrassed trying to lift the package back of the floor.
"Here. You want any help with that?" Yaragin offered.
"Oh no, no, no, no I'm fine" I rapidly replied.
I still didn't regain my strength; I swear it felt lighter before he came along.
What are these feelings? What do they mean? As long as I think there's something's wrong. Yaragin placed his hands over the package at the same time I did, I jumped back a bit with fright, only to look like a fool as he started looking confused at me.
"How about you just open the door and I'll help carry this in?" Yaragin suggested giving a smile towards the end of his sentence.
I didn't reply, all I did was took my keys from my pocket and open the door. At this point I felt like such an idiot. After Yaragin took the package inside he placed his hand in front of me and wanted a handshake, I slowly went out to shake his hand I could feel my hand shake slightly with my nerves overthrowing me. His grip was tight, He felt very strong indeed, but I could just feel electricity flowing through me.
"Glad to me you but must be of now. I can't trust my roommates with a toaster never mind our own home. But hey you're always welcome to come along to the party if you want... Ughh" Yaragin was blunted of his sentence.
"My names Zorion and can I really come along?" I said in more confidence as a slight of happiness grew on his face.
"Sure. Don't see why not you seem all right. Just come along say about nine-ish, and I'll be waiting for you" As Yaragin finished his sentence he shoot a wink at Zorion.
I blushed slightly. As I closed the door behind me I now knew what it was. I was in love. I never felt such a strong and powerful feeling... it felt good. But the moment he left that coldness in my soul took over me again. If only I could keep him and remain with that other feeling forever. But then it hit. I liked Yaragin but he's a male... So that made me... Ughh pretty much attracted to males... It must be, I never get such a greater feeling when around females, so I must be attracted to guys. There's no other conclusion.
I couldn't help but to dance around bit feeling quite happy. It soon ended as I tripped over my own big boots; they weren't really the type to dance in.
"Zorion!" His roommate yelled from sitting in his armchair reading his book. "Stop your fooling around." He ended by licking his own thumb to turn the next page.
That's my grumpy roommate, The one who sits there most of the day reading and nothing else.
He's a navy blue dragon with black hair he wears a lot of black t-shirts with a lot of straps attached, and seems to love reading books. He can be quite mysteries sometimes. Our home seems to of fitted around his own liking. It was dark in colour with only the dark wooded bookcases around the walls stuffed with books of all sorts, with a few leather sofas and armchairs with no electrical stuff apart from the lights; you could swear it was a library. The room seems empty apart from the shelves, and we have a basic small kitchen and bathroom,
I knelled against the armchair trying to get his attention. I needed to work hard if I was to ever get permission to go to Yaragin's party. After kneeling there for awhile with him ignoring me, I poked him.
"What ever it is Zorion the answers no." He said to Zorion with out even looking at him.
"How do you know what I was going to say?" i said trying to get an excuse to say the whole story, his eyes looked away from the book for a second and then went back in. "But... Its just I been invited to a party and was wondering..." I was cut of his sentence.
"NO!" He rapidly got up book falling onto the floor. "This isn't some party game you're being invited to. This is probably full on loud music, idiot teenagers, dangerous drunk and immature punks." He protested.
"Come on!" I whined. "You never let me do anything for fun. I'm stuck in here most of the time watching you read your bloody books." He argued back.
"Watch your tongue and no matter what else you say my mind is made up. You are not allowed to attend that party." He yelled loader
"Its not fair! Its not like you can run my life. You treat me like I'm some little kid" I shouted trying to get my point acrossAs I expected he just left the room without saying one word taking the package with him.
At this point I wanted to do more then just staple things to his head; I was filled with a lot of rage. I really wanted to go to that party just to see him again.
I didn't feel well. I always feel like my stomach is twisted when I'm angry. I looked at the time and noticed it was 12:49; I had a class at 1:00. I stomped out the door heading back to collage for my class.
As I was about to lock the door on my way out I saw Yaragin again with some other two dragons picking up there party gear. That rage vanished, as i itched my left arm feeling all shy again just looking at him.
" Hay Zorion! What's up? My roommates and I where just taking this stuff back to ours. Hope you can still make it for the party." Yaragin asked.
I sighed. "I'm sorry I can't make it I have..." I had to think of an excuse. "I have a lot of studying to do that I got to catch up on." I bit my own tongue.
"Really?... That pretty much sucks." Yaragin looked a bit disappointed. "Well I'll see you around then. Take care" Yaragin said softly still looking slightly disappointed.
"You to..." I softly said not even knowing if he heard me.
I watched him walk of again. That feeling once again slowly going the further he went... I wish he knew of my feelings for him. My mind was full of different thoughts of him on my way to class. But something struck my mind, What if he wasn't into boys? What if he was straight? I could be wanting something I could never get,
I shivered at that cold feeling.
I came to a corner turn to the entrance of the collage but bumped into no other then Vittorio.
Vittorio is a large bear, pretty muscular but he really just looked fat. Vittorio was one of them extremely annoying chavs and had pretty much the dress code style, of white tracky bottoms stuffed in his socks, and a white t-shirt and a Nike cap, he also has a rotten attitude and gets pretty aggressive and hurtful at pretty much anyone that gets in his way or randomly picks out.
"Watch where you're going you little idiot." He growled while gripping his hands tight then pushed Zorion violently onto the floor.
"What the hell is your problem? You over grown freak!" I glared at Vittorio while trying to get back up.
Vittorio Pushed me harshly back to the ground with his large boots pressing hard against my chest. He looked down at me, watching my struggle to breathe. "You better watch what you say around me you little shit." He Said deeply while still pressuring his foot against his chest.
"I'm not scared of you. This hard act doesn't fool me for one second" I glared deep into his eyes, I could see I damaged his ego.
"Then you're a bigger fool then I thought you where." By ending that he released my chest but gave a hard heavy kick in my left arm then walked of laughing to himself.
I struggled to get back up, with only one arm with energy with the other feeling like its been ripped of by a truck with my chest just being crushed. I have no idea what his problem was. His been treating me like the little shit I am for the whole two months I've been around. What made him tick about me? Did I do something before I had amnesia? I didn't care I just wanted him to be dead he is real scum.
I was going to be late if I didn't hurry. I had to walk along to class, holding my arm carefully which was in an ordeal of pain. I swiftly run up the stairs, running down the hall hearing the loud echo of my boots slamming to the floor while with the cling sound of my chain buckle rattling. I arrived at my class I pulled the door handle and shoot straight in the room. The teacher looked at me smiled with a sense of evil and said. "Late..."
"Hear me out sir. It started off with..." Zorion was interrupted.
"No excuses! Sit in your seat now! Turn to page hundred and twelve and read on till page hundred and twenty." My teacher was mighty strict and kind of heartless.
I just glared at him as I made my way to my seat. My teacher didn't really make college life any better.
I wasn't really asked to read. I just flicked the pages of the book pretending I was reading still quite angry for what Vittorio did. My arm felt pretty much the same, felt really painful... I just looked outside the window daydreaming about Yaragin to keep my mind off the pain. I just loved everything about him, His eyes where so bright and beautiful. His smooth blue scales across his body, With his sexy purple hair with that cute little goatee. He was also very kind when I meet him sounded very caring. I hope he could get on with me... and maybe beyond that. I blushed slightly at my own thoughts. The pain in my arm slowly started to heal up. That god damn Vittorio!. Thinks he could just do what he wants and push anyone around. Well what comes around goes around, I'm sure he will get his up comings.
Our teacher started passing out quiz papers.
"Right everyone. Once you finished reading the third chapter you are to take this quiz then head back to me. Then you may leave for the day." he teacher announced while handing out the quiz papers.
I bit my pencil while staring into space, still thinking of Yaragin and everything about him. I felt so mad and slightly upset not being able to hang out around his party. It then hit me, Why should I listen to my roommate? Why should I let my roommate stand in my way in something I really wanted?
A slight grin appeared on my face while chewing the top of my pencil. I gain full energy back into my left arm and did every question on the quiz as quickly as I could not giving a damn if I was right or wrong. I got up my seat and quickly slapped down the quiz on our teachers desk and made a break out straight out the doorway as quick as I could before anything was said. I had a plan to make it to Yaragin's party. Before I decided to head back home I first needed a quick slash.
I went in the guy's toilets, the walls are made up of dirty white tiles, and looking closely you could see moss growing through there cracks. The floor was made from blue fabric like tiles, which was sticky and horrible to walk on, the floors were also decorated with toilet paper sort of shows how good the college cleaners are. Toilet cubicles lay to one side whilst the dirty sinks and urinals lay on the other with one small window that was barred shut, the smell wasn't much better, it what you would expect from these sort of toilets, flies buzzed around but I merely ignored them. One other person was also at one of the urinals but I took no notice.
I went up to a urinal. Stared at the wall while undoing my belt along with the button to my pants then undoing my fly. I pulled my stuff out of my boxers, and relaxed.
I didn't notice that the someone next to me... was that... Yaragin?
"You know Zorion we really got to stop meeting up like this." Yaragin chuckled, standing next to the urinal beside him.
He scared the living day lights out of me making me flitch. I didn't know it was him he looked different in his sports clothes.
"I've been checking out the gym in this place. You know, Building up some more muscle and that." He smiled
I didn't reply I was just highly nervous in this type situation and place; I couldn't help but slowly narrowed my eyes lower down to Yaragin's hip level. Part of me was nervous if he caught me looking but the other part just didn't care. I took the risk and looked. I couldn't see much his hands had mostly covered but enough to make my heart pound out of control. I just wanted to touch it. I couldn't' though I was too scared.
He finished of quickly and zipped back up. Before he left I had to tell him something.
"Yaragin!" I yelled before he left. "Am I still aloud to come to the party?" I asked while buckling my belts back up"
"What?" Yaragin confusedly said. "I thought you had studying to do?" A slight happiness grew on his face.
"Stuff the studying, I can do it over the weekend." I smiled widely at him
Yaragin was speechless. "Well... Great just come along nine ish like I said. Look forward into seeing you there" He said in a sexy smooth voice.
I was extremely happy and excited... But then again I may got this far in the game but who was I to know if he was bi, gay or straight? Or if he even had a boyfriend or girlfriend? I shouldn't get my hopes up so soon.
I left the toilets heading back home. Still with thoughts that just make that cold feeling inside even chillier.
I had to wait long into the hours till nine o'clock. I started to think how this party would go. I was actually hoping to get wasted and wake up cuddled up with Yaragin in bed the next morning. But I couldn't hope for everything to go to plan, Beside I've only just met him. I just hope I can get out of here without being noticed.
Night filled the air outside as the old grand father clock slowly ticked its way up to nine o'clock. I got up and gave a huge yawn.
"I'm going to call it a night" I said while yawning and scratching myself.
"Nine o'clock? Bit early for you isn't it?" He asked suspiciously.
"What can I say? Just been a bit of a busy day" Zorion shrugged.
"Well thank you Zorion for understanding about not being able to attend that party"
"Ah, forget it. You're probably right. Just full loud music, idiot teenagers, dangerous drunks and immature punks" Zorion shrugged.
"Thank you Zorion for understanding"
I felt actually bad, I was going to lose his trust forever but I just had to see him again. No matter what it cost.
I quickly used the bathroom to set the scene, Rushed back into my room and sided open then window. I opened up my wings and glided safely to the ground. I peeked back in the window. My roommate was still reading his book and hadn't noticed I've gone.
I headed up where Yaragin was living. I wasn't too sure where his house actually is, so I just headed three blocks down. I past into the dark and dead cold road hearing nothing other than the sound of my large boots echo along the neighborhood it felt pretty weird being outside this time of night as my roommate never lets me go out especially at this hour.
I found where he was living, well it had to be the one with loud music and bunch of teens shagging outside and beer bottles scattered over the small garden, his house looked very similar to ours but it looked brighter and more modern.
At this time I had second thoughts, the setting looked over powerful for me. But I had to as I was in love and wouldn't stop just yet. I took a deep breathe in and gripped my hands tight and headed to the party. I knocked on the door, I waited but no reply. I then knocked harder but still no reply; I slowly opened the door myself and peeked in.
"Zorion!" Yaragin yelled noticing me lurking in the doorway.
I quickly closed the door and headed away, I had second thoughts and my roommate was right. I felt bad but I couldn't do it, in the end it just looked to powerful for me to handle. But Yaragin rushed up to me and tapped me on my shoulder.
"Zorion? Where you going?" He placed his hand on my shoulder to stop me.
I turn around gazing back into his eyes. His face was so beautiful in every detail. My heart only telling me that I love him, But did he notice? That remained unknown.
"You don't look so good. Maybe you should go home?" Yaragin suggested while rubbing my shoulder gently looking into my eyes.
"No" I said hastily. "I'm fine... Just a little nervous."
"Aww, bless. Well the party's inside not out here come on." He chuckled. "you'll get use to it once inside" Yaragin took me by my wrist and gently pulled me back inside.
The music was thumping loud pumping every useless note into my skull. I could hardly hear anything or even think straight. Yaragin come up to me once again handing over a drink but rushed of and continued his conversations he was having with others.
I just remained sat on the sofa quite intimidated by everyone else not knowing how they will all act and behave at a party.
I stared around the room, it was defiantly more modern than my place, with new wooden tables and a lush blue carpet that felt nice to walk on, the sofa was extremely comfortable it was made from a soft fabric, with nice Aztec like patterns embedded into it, plenty of light was given as they gently reflected off the white painted walls... But I was going to actually keep my promise I made and get wasted.
I quickly drank up the first round and went for seconds straight away. For the whole night I kept my eye on Yaragin most of the time, He seemed to be slightly drunk already, It showed by the way he was walking and talking. It was weird though He spent half the night usually chatting up girls but is actually physically touching up guys, which got me a little jealous, but then again only half his brain cells where working at the time. He could be bisexual after all, I wanted to talk to him and sure my feelings but every time I got up I would just get more to drink, I couldn't help it. I was still in a nervous wreck.
It was now ten past one in the morning and the party began to slowly die down Yaragin was still standing but I couldn't say the same for me being in my nervous wreck only made me drink more I could feel the room slow down as I looked around, but Yaragin always seemed so clear. I stared and thought, this time I was going to do it... I was going to tell him my feelings... I walked up to him and then it started................................................................................................................................................................................................................
It was morning, I could hear the birds sing outside, I slowly opened my eyes slowly blocking the ray of light than shone through the window with my hands as my eyes already felt like they where burning. My skull beating a million times per second, and my stomach churning I was so tried and I felt so weak, It was hard to think straight. It took a while to gain back my bearings. I gave a mighty great yawn and moan, as I put my hands over my head.
"Damn, Ughh" I moaned further "So this is how it feels to get so wasted... Never doing this again." Zorion said while rubbing his eyes.
After I got my brain functional I looked around where I was, I was still at Yaragin's home sleeping on the sofa. But that point I also just notice I'm completely naked with just a thin blanket covering me.
"That was some wild party wasn't it Zorion? Didn't know you had so much energy in you."
I couldn't believe what I saw, Only just a few steps away from me was Yaragin holding a coffee mug only wearing a tight green Speedo. He looked extremely sexy with all them muscles around his body only wearing that Speedo, while his scales glistened in the sunlight.
Different riddles started appearing in my mind. I mean I'm fully naked on his sofa and he's only half naked.
"You sure got a little dirty last night Zorion. Well I mean more then just a little you sure knew how to get it on."
I eyes grew wide. My heart beating a thousand beats per second. Did I actually tell him my feelings? Does he know I love him? Did we even get physical?
"Yaragin, What actually happened last night?" I dare asked.
"You mean you don't remember anything? Man you where wasted last night"
I just sat there in silence just clueless on anything on last night's events.
"Wow you can't remember anything can you? Well you just got totally wasted last night and started to really show everyone what you where made of and started to get in that part groove." Yaragin ended by giggling"
"What actually happened then?" I blushed speaking in a smooth tone.
"Ughh, Let me think." Yaragin said while scratching his goatee. "Well I was slightly wasted myself. But after you where dancing around. I think you came up to me wanting to tell me something that's special to you or something like that.
"Did I actually tell you anything?" I bit my finger feeling nervous.
"Ha Ha." Yaragin laughed out. "You just past out after that before you had the chance.
I signed in relief. I didn't think it was right in the end just to tell him I love him just after one day but a part of me wanted it off my chest.
"But Yaragin... why I'm I naked though?" I said confused expression.
"You could hardly hold yourself up little though your drink in your hand and when you past out you just spilt it all over you. So I didn't think it was right for you to sleep in those clothes on."
That explained pretty much everything. But something was on my mind. It felt like there was something missing. I kept thinking even though my head felt like it was cracked in half. But then I just realized! My roommate is going to kill me!
"So what was that special thing you wanted to say to anyway Zorion?" He started to tilt his body from side to side.
"Ughh it doesn't matter I was only wasted, BUT Yaragin! I need to go where the hells my clothes?" I started to panic.
"Zorion... what's up?"
"I shouldn't be here I shouldn't of left. Please Yaragin I just got to go"
"Well... okay. Your clothes are still sticky I left some next to on the arm to borrow."
I was going to have my head ripped of. My roommate is just going to totally flip! I had to get back as soon as possible. It felt wired having to use Yaragin's clothes. I just slipped on a basic red t-shirt and brown pants.
"Well Yaragin... I'll see you around sometime." I said while opening the door.
"Zorion wait!" Yaragin walked over to Zorion by the door.
I blushed again. He was just so sexy to see close up like this I just wanted to hold him in my arms and keep him close to my heart and never let go.
Yaragin placed his hand on top of my shoulder. "Take care Zorion I really hope we can be good friends." He gave a cheerful smile to Zorion.
I was trapped into gazing into his eyes again. I just wanted to press my lips against his so much...
"I Have to go..." I looked away and broke the eye contact.
"Well I'll try and pop around later" Yaragin smiled.
I slight happiness grew on my face. "That will be great." I shouted back
I left Yaragin's place waving goodbye to him as he waved back. Once Yaragin closed the door I started to run like hell back to my place trying to ignore my beating head. I didn't have my keys as I left them in my pants that where at Yaragin's place. This was going to be torture, I knocked on the door waiting for my roommate to open to tear my head of.
His roommate went straight up to Zorion and shouted "Zorion! Where the damn hell have you been!"
"Please don't yell I'm feeling quite fragile at the moment" Zorion said quietly while rubbing his head.
"You went to that party didn't you? I can smell the beer from your breathe." He said folding is arms
I looked down in shame as I did go behind his back.
"We talked about this clearly and I told you NOT to go to that party" His voice grew higher.
I still didn't say anything I just looked away avoiding eye contact.
"Zorion!" He gripped him by his shoulders. "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" He shouted to the top of his voice.
I glared at him then felt a rush of rage building up. I pushed him violently onto the floor then stomped of to my room. "You can't just keep me locked up in here and keep telling me what to do!" I shouted while stomping out of the room heading towards my room.
"Zorion... If only you knew... then you would understand..." He quietly said to himself rubbing the back of his head in pain.
I needed more rest last night was to much. I removed the clothes Yaragin lent me and went back to bed. I then started to remember what he said. About us being friends. But... I hope someday we can be more then just friends. Some day it will happen... I know it. My eyes slowly closed and eventually went of like a light.
To be continued...