~Tavros~
The water eventually grew cold, and Tavros was forced to leave the bath. He Tugged himself up onto the edge of the tub, only to to lose his balance and fall onto the hard, cold floor with a loud "Whap!", his head throbbing at the pain this brought. He cringed slightly, curling in on himself. He just wanted to lay there and cry, but he knew that wouldn't make all of his troubles go away. He had to be brave. And if facing his attackers was what he had to do to accomplish that, then that's exactly what he'd do. But he couldn't do it alone; even he knew that. He grunted and pushed himself up into a sitting position before letting out a long sigh.
"Gamzee? Can you help me, please?"
He swollowed the lump in his throat; he didn't want to ask Gamzee to come to the school with him. He felt bad asking him to take time out of his day to baby him through all of this. He really did need the help though. He wanted to enjoy life, to go forth and prosper. He wanted to prove all those who doubted him wrong, and he wanted to prove to himself that he was worth something; most of all, he wanted to make Gamzee proud. Everything he did was for Gamzee. He wouldn't be alive today if his Matesprit wasn't there, in fact. He didn't feel life was worth living alone, so he was truly grateful that he had the clown there.
