I'm really trying to update my story, The Elixir of Life, but I'm kind of in a writer's block and haven't found the energy. But I'll try to update as soon as I can.
This is going to be a three-shot. The first chapter is Jabian (friendship) the second chapter is Peddie (friendship and romantic) and the third one is Walfie (friendship and romantic.) Hope you guys enjoy!
It didn't take a genius to figure out that Fabian wasn't the same after Nina left. He wasn't quite…there. He was, there, of course, but only physically.
He had gotten softer, more emotional. And he couldn't stand it when people cried.
It made him think that they were crying about Nina, and her leaving, a subject that stayed in a dusty corner of Fabian's mind most of the time.
If he started to think about it, he would have no choice but to cry, and how manly would that look?
So when Joy came up to him, her eyes red from crying, Fabian wanted to steer clear.
But this was Joy, and he knew he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he ignored her in a time of need.
"Fabes?" She said, her voice a whisper.
"Yeah?" Fabian bit back his emotions, because he knew she needed him.
Joy swallowed. "Can we…can we talk?"
He creased his eyebrows, confused and worried, but said,
"Yeah. Yeah, of course."
He followed her into her bedroom, and sat on her bed next to her.
He had been so focused on her tears earlier he hadn't taken in her appearance.
Bruises and cuts lined her arms and legs, and a particularly large bruise covered the side of her jaw and cheek.
"God, Joy, what happened?"
She sniffled. "I was walking back to the house, from school, and some guys from Isis…" Joy let that hang, not finishing the thought.
She was afraid Fabian would laugh her, or go over to Isis house and tell the guys what a good job they did.
Instead, she looked up to see a face of pure enragement.
But, being the Fabian that he is, he tried to control his anger.
"Joy," He said slowly. "Did they…touch you? You know, like, inappropriately?"
She bit her lip, wondering if telling him was such a good idea after all. She didn't want to seem like a defenseless baby.
But, hesitantly, she nodded.
Fabian shot up to his feet.
"Wait, Fabes, what are you doing?"
"Going to make sure they never even think of you again."
Fabian had never punched any one before. He had never gotten into a fight, because he was always calm, controlled.
Well, in this special case, he was outraged.
Two boys from Isis house came to school the next day with black eyes. One guy came in with three missing teeth. And one guy had a broken arm.
Joy stared at Fabian, who walked her to every single class now, in amazement.
She smiled softly. "Thank you."
Fabian nodded. "Any time."