(( NOTE: SORRY! I know I have NOT been updating for like a MONTH. I'm VERY sorry. I've been busy and kinda lazy. I hope you guys aren't TOO mad. :o( ))
I started to hang out in Sollux's room often. The group of people started calling me "tele girl" because I was the only one who saw Sollux. Now everyone thinks I have telekinetic powers or something. I read books I have gotten for myself. Most of them are about ghosts or outcasts of any kind. Sollux sometimes wants to sit back and listen to me read about these people who are different and mislead in life by horrible bullies and parents.
But, one day when I was walking to his room I heard him growling about something so I walked faster down the hall. By the time I got to his room I saw why he seemed so angry. The room had finally been taped off and cleared out. I laid my head against the door and closed my eyes. I tried not to get mad. Sollux and I were going to finally look through his old stuff to find more about him.
Two men were talking down the hallway carrying large boxes. Maybe his stuff was in there. I didn't want to seem even crazier then I really was. Maybe someone will take this room. That would be really bad. Sol and I made a lot of good memories in here. But, I guess they're long gone now.
Like all people who die, Sollux lost all memory of his old life but what was on his grave stone. We planned to look for clues of how he lived and what it was like for him before he died. My head seemed blurry and bleak. I opened the door and flopped onto the bed. Well, turns out they took that too and landed strait on the hard gray floor. Sollux laughed and tapped my shoulder.
I looked up at him. His eyes were bloodshot and wet like he was crying. He was curled up in the corner arms around his knees and weakly smiling at me. He looked broken and lost. He probably saw them tear up his room and laugh about how he died during a test on his brain. It must have been really hard on him. They tore down the poster. The poster I put up with bees and sheep all over it. I wanted to protect this room. But, I failed.
I sat up next to Sol and he laid his head on my chest. I cooed him and pet his head, stroking my fingers through this hair. He sniffed and began to weep again. I sat back against the wall and sighed.
"I know. I'm sorry I came too late to help." I sighed and closed my eyes.
He shook his head and grabbed onto my shirt tightly. Damn, he could rip it if he wanted to.
"That's not why I'm crying" he sobbed.
I was confused. Why else would he be crying? He lifted his head from my lap, tears in his eyes.
"They found a rope in the fan and a note." He sobbed, looking into my eyes. "I didn't die from testing. I killed myself. I had a crush on you before. I killed myself because when you died I thought you died forever. "