@Elder-God-Jacks347
"Lloyd's having a breakdown and I'm trying to help him out."
"Lloyd's having a breakdown and I'm trying to help him out."
"Oh no," Lillian moved over to crouch nearby, but not in there bubble, "Can I help in anyway?"
Lloyd shook his head and hid his face again, still trying and failing to stop crying.
"I'd just leave him be for now. He needs some time to cry. I'm just here for emotional support."
Lillian nodded and sat back, "Yeah, okay. I can do that."
Lloyd stretched out his wings a bit, exposing more of them underneath his hoodie. He leaned his head against Belle and brushed a few tears away with one hand.
She just held him, not saying anything. She knew better than that by now.
Lloyd tapped one foot on the ground anxiously, trying to at least control his breathing if he couldn't stop crying. "How long… h-how long until we have to be at our next class…?"
Belle quickly checked her phone. "10 minutes ago. Next period isn't for another 30 minutes."
Lloyd groaned softly, hiding his face in his hands again. "I-I might as well just be skipping school… ugh…"
"Hey, as far as anyone knows, you're in the hospital. You're not skipping anything."
"But I'm… I'm not in the hospital, though…" Lloyd said softly. "We're lying…"
"Lying isn't illegal, Lloyd. However, telling the truth would be that you show up at the hospital and we already decided that's a suicide mission."
"Yeah…" Lloyd drew in a wavering breath, trying to gradually start calming himself down. "I've just got the bad feelings again…"
Lillian sat there and listened. She still didn't get why they were so against going to the hospital, but they seem to keep avoiding the questions. Yeah he was a bit…. Different. But that didn't mean he was going to die or get dissected!
"Lloyd, you having bad feelings is normal by this point. The sun rises and sets, tides come in and out, and Lloyd feels bad."
"I-I just feel so guilty about everything. Like… like it's always my fault when things happen…"
(WOOT WOOT IT BE MY BIRTHDAY AGAIN)
"Lloyd, just shut up. The more you talk, the worse you'll feel."
(Nooooice)
"Sorry…" Lloyd fell silent and lay his head on Belle's shoulder again.
She rolled her eyes with a smile but said nothing else.
(HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACKS!)
(Thanks Shade! If only Darren was here to celebrate it with us like he was last year…)
(Yeah…)
(Bump?)
(Yeah.)
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