A/N at the bottom of the story today, it felt better there.
Disclaimer: afjlskdgiowh blah blah, this is making me depressed. I don't own this show, any of the rights to it, I don't own Turner or Franz Marc. I don't own bandages.
He ran to the mob and pushed some people aside, there lay Jerome, tortured eyes alight with anger at Alfie's presence. Alfie threw his fist into Mick's face. And Mick turned, caught Alfie's shoulder and rammed him into the wall dislocating his other shoulder in the process. Suddenly Jerome was behind Mick with two fingers on a pressure point.
"Easy…" Mick let out a noise like a strangled goat and let go of Alfie. Jerome looked at Mick disgustedly.
"You know, Alfie has been my best mate since seventh year. I care about his well-being a lot more than you'd think, you just crossed a line Mick. A line you really, really shouldn't have. Get to class." He enunciated in his ear, and Mick and the rest of his friends took off running.
"Thanks Mate," Alfie murmured.
"Get up." Jerome snapped, "Let's get back home and patch ourselves up a bit." Alfie nodded, and he realized that Jerome was the only person he had ever met who called their boarding house "home"
Mrs. Livie and Mr. Sweet sat together arguing. They had narrowed down the winner of the art contest to two paintings, one by Nina, a beautiful picture inspired by Franz Marc, And Jerome's picture.
"Jerome's is too dramatic and depressing, it'll cause an argument in the student body." Mr. Sweet said.
"Jerome's picture is beautiful and deserves to have recognition and furthermore, the point of art is to cause controversy and make you think!" Mrs. Livie retorted.
"Nina's piece is beautiful and complex, no one will truly understand it. I don't even understand it!" Mr. Sweet said hotly.
"It's a portrait of a woman named Sarah," Mrs. Livie said simply.
"What?" All the pieces fit together in Mr. Sweet's mind; the lines, the colors. And he saw with fear that after Nina's name she had inscribed a small eye of horus.
" Alright Jerome's the winner!" He said hurriedly, "We announce it on Friday! I have something urgent to attend too, Catherine, and I must be going!" Mrs. Livie waved, befuddled, at Mr. Sweet's retreating figure. But she shrugged her shoulders and put the ribbon on Jerome's piece. She smiled.
Jerome bandaged Alfie's shoulder quickly and quietly. Alfie opened his mouth to speak but was stopped by Jerome.
"HOW COULD YOU BE SO STUPID! How could you risk your neck like that? It's my problem Alfie, it's my fight! And you got hurt and it's all because of me!" Jerome paused and panted after his outburst.
"You know, you've been my best mate since seventh grade. And I care a lot more about your well-being than you may think." Alfie said steadily. Jerome looked at him for a long time. And then suddenly, tears came out of his eyes. And the fortress collapsed, showing Alfie what he had seen all along and others had been to ignorant too notice. Jerome was hurt. Jerome had been hurt for so long and so badly that crying caused him pain.
Whoa, that chapter had real emotions in it. Weird. So, some people were confused as to why I wanted them to put their country in the reviews, I don't really know, maybe it's just that I really think that other places are interesting. Maybe it's because I can then say " I have someone who reads my story from..." I mean that's a pretty awesome thing for me to say. But also, I'm just kind of curious and stuff, so yeah. Review!
More JARA and AMFIE in the next chapter. Two couples that don't get enough credit.