Yayz! I finally updated. I know not many people like OCs but I adore them & the fact I plan on mixing them with real characters later just makes it all the more fun!
Anywayz, I'm glad I've updated I believe I'm gonna update this story more often. I like it, but know I gotta work on my other stories, too.
For those of you who are actually reading this thank you sooo much and I hope you enjoy this chappie.
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~Luv, Fairylust~
He saw Percy teasing small, silver-haired Far. There were two older boys that weren't in their class with him. All three of them had the small boy cornered almost against the wall behind him, but Far didn't appear frightened, no, he appeared defiant and tense like he were ready for a fight.
"Why don't you talk, huh?" one boy sneered.
"He's not mute, is he?" another jeered. "That'd just make him a freaky mute!"
"No, he doesn't say anything because he's too stupid." Percy said through clenched teeth as he shoved Far hard enough to make him hit against the wall, so that he was completely cornered. Mel felt really angry now. It was an unfair fight the three bullies were attempting to start. He noticed that he refused to meet their gaze and kept his eyes on the floor.
That defiance he shown earlier seemed to have vanished.
Was he scared?
Or was he just trying to be stubborn and not be afraid of the three boys who were teasing him? Mel watched as one of the older boys grabbed a fistful of Far's hair and started to pull. The blonde had no idea why he didn't speak up, but he just stood watching as the pale boy's mouth kept shut, despite how much he must've been hurting. Percy smacked the younger boy across the face and against his will the blonde felt his legs move.
He ran shoved Percy forwards sending him headfirst into the wall. The two boys tried to help him and that gave Mel time to grab his friend's wrist and lead him off away from them. Running down the hall it was only a matter of time before they ran into someone. Mel recognized him as the boy with black hair and dark colored eyes, which he now saw were a dark gray color, and who wore a dark gray hoodie with jeans and filthy looking tennis shoes. Lolli. That was his alias. Unsure whether it was good or bad luck to have ran into Lolli Mel looked back behind him hearing the three boys coming after him.
"Bullies?" Lolli guessed seeing the look of fear on the blonde's face.
"Y-yes." Mel said nodding fearfully.
"Follow me." He sighed turning to and opening a door that was just to his right. It had a warning on the center of the door in big, red paint: Enter And Die!
It frightened the two boys, so Mel and Far both hesitated at first to exchange a brief glance. "Come on." Lollie said sounding slightly annoyed. For a moment he wondered why he was even bothering with these two, but he already knew the answer, so he urged them to follow once more. Again they hesitated and the sound of footsteps grew nearer. Lollie could practically hear his heartbeat as it increased in tempo. The two younger boys followed him, at last, and were both surprised when they were suddenly surrounded by complete, total darkness.
The footsteps passed the room and kept going until they faded down the hall.
Suddenly, without warning, a light came on and they both had to close their eyes so that they could adjust. "Where are we?" blonde murmured upon seeing the room had white tarps covering whatever furniture there was. He noticed that the floor was coated in a thick layer of dust, so thick he could see Lollie's footprints and the windows were so dusty that no light could get in or out. There were jars stacked neatly in what seemed like an endless supply in a closet. Some stray jars lay here and there, but were too dusty and old to reveal what they had once contained. All of the walls, which seemed to have once been a pale baby-blue color, were faded to a near white. The whole, entire room smelt musty and old, so Mel knew nobody lived there. It seemed as though the room, itself, had been forsaken for years on end. Why else would it be in its current state?
"What is this place, Lollie?" Mel asked seeing that he was bent down over a jar carefully examining it.
"A mystery room." Lollie replied after a moment of standing back up. "Nobody used this room since way back before we were born. From my guess our parents may not have been born, yet when this room was in use. No, maybe that's a bit too far back. Maybe they were infants? Toddlers, perhaps? I don't know, but those are my best guesses from looking at how thick this dust is and how faded the walls are."
"Mystery?" Far echoed curiously.
"Yeah." Lollie said with a nod. "When I first arrived here, I was three, and I accidentally literally stumbled into this room trying to avoid some of the older kids who liked to tease me. A teacher, which will remain unnamed, but has worked here since the person, who lived here was a kid, found me. They seemed real upset, so they took me to Rodger's office and Rodger told me, very harshly may I add, that I wasn't ever allowed in this room again. He said it had a history that must remain a secret, for as long as anyone lived in this orphanage. It spiked my interest and curiosity quite a bit. Ever since I have been slipping in and out of this room so that I could learn about it some more."
"Have you learned anything?" Mel asked.
"I've already concluded that these jars aren't regular jars."
"Oh?"
"I've been comparing with others in the orphanage but none match."
"Why do you think that? There should be other sized jars like that."
"Yes, there are the same sizes, but none feel right."
"Feel?"
"You both better swear not to tell anyone what I'm gonna tell you."
"We swear." Mel said jabbing the smaller boy in the ribs when he started to disagree. The smaller boy gave him a glare, but that was it, surprisingly.
"Okay." He said quietly, breathing softly. "Whenever I get something right or when I think something that is about to happen will happen, I just get a feeling that it will happen, and then it does."
"You mean a gut feeling?" Mel asked touching his own stomach lightly. "Is that what you mean?"
"No, it's not that. Look, I feel when I get close to the truth or not. I can't explain the feeling, but it's odd. And I never feel that the jars I get match these, so therefore none of them do match. So, I think that the staff here is hiding something significant from us and that makes me curious. And when I say something, I mean something that must be so bad none of us are to know about it, but that makes me really want to know. Tell me, if you think I sound completely crazy?"
Mel shook his head, but was secretly questioning himself.
Far stared at him with half-lidded eyes that were obviously mocking.
"What do you really think?" Lollie asked narrowing his eyes at Far, both were stoic and on par with their current thoughts, therefore they were having the same thought patterns at the moment. "You know I'm a bit crazy, huh?"
"No."
"No?"
"Unconventional."
"Yeah, sure." He said turning his gaze back to the jars. "Could you guys help me?"
"Why?" Mel inquired feeling a bit uncomfortable now. "Can't you figure this out yourself, I mean, why do you need our help with finding out what jars these are? It isn't important to us. Can't you do that yourself?"
"Not without getting caught." He replied. "Look, it isn't easy for me to ask you guys for help, but if you won't I understand. I just got to know what this room was. I need to know. I feel…it is…important. Somehow…it's…important…to Bee."
This caught Far's attention.
"Bee?" Mel questioned noticing his companion's sudden interest.
"Yeah. I get a feeling when I'm around this room. It's an unnatural feeling. And when I'm around Bee I get that same feeling…." He trailed off and that was when Mel noticed tears were slipping from the corners of the elder boy's eyes. Both Far and Mel exchanged glances then, before looking directly to Lollie.
"It's unnatural. That same feeling it isn't like the others I get. It's not supposed to hurt, but when I get around Bee it started to hurt here." He said placing his hand to a spot on his head. Mel felt guilty now that he wasn't willing to help, but something just didn't seem right about the atmosphere in the room, now. It was scary.
"You'd think it'd make me stay away, but it doesn't. Am I stupid or what? I keep going around Bee and keep feeling that same unnatural pain. I'm just lucky this place has painkillers, you know?"
"Y-you aren't stupid, but I can't help you and neither can Far. We'll get into tons of trouble if we're caught."
Mel expected the elder boy to be angry, but he was as calm as he was before Mel spoke his answer. He appeared blank. After a moment he sighed and nodded. "Okay." He said calmly. "I understand, but I ask that if you see or know anything about Bee having a like for jars, then do you promise to tell me? Maybe it'd be the same jars."
"Sure. See you, Lollie. Good luck."
"Bye."
He waved them away as he continued to focus on the jars.
Again, for those of you who are actually reading this thank you sooo much and I hope you enjoy this chappie.
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~Luffles, Fairylust~