IN the weeks that followed, life seemed to just go on.
The only thing that changed was the fact there were missing seats in class.
Kurloz was grieving over the loss of Meulin, and it was starting to affect Mituna.
Another fight, oh joy.
They ended up in an argument, right there in the middle of first period. Mituna was close to tears, Kurloz just looked mad.
They had to be taken out of the room by the security gaurds, placed in the office until their parents would come get them.
Sollux got to the office just in time to hear the faithful
"We're done." Slip from his brother's mouth.
Parents came and went, the day continued.
All was fine.
The next day rolled in, everything seemed just peachy.
That is until people noticed Kurloz and Eridan were missing.
Mituna and Sollux had been in an accident.
Death on impact.
When the news was announced to everyone who had any kind of connection to the two of them, tears filled rooms for hours. By then, a councilor had been called to the school.
"So many students have already faced death to some degree, we need someone to keep them from hurting themselves futher." That's what was said, just to stop anymore dead bodies from turning up.
Sure, the dead bodies wouldn't pile up much; two more couldn't hurt, right?
Eridan was dead within the hour after he heard Sollux was gone.
Latula had gotten wind of the story from school that day, and wrote a note to her girlfriend Damara before hanging herself in her closet.
Around the time of their funerals, Kurloz dropped out of school. He didn't have the energy to face the world anymore, and would rather waste away inside his room than try to live on his own.
"It really kind of sucks," he'd say to his brother, the last time he'd speak to anyone. "Knowing the last thing you said to someone was nothing but hate… I really wish I could take it all back…He'd still be here if I hadn't said any of that… They both would…" He didn't cry, he couldn't. He just shut down.
He stopped feeling.
