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“I think you’re too hard on yourself! Right now i think we’re doing pretty good..So i think if we avoid breakdancing, we should be fine”
“I don’t. This is probably the best I’ve ever danced, maybe because I have such a greaat dance partner,” he said with a small chuckle. “Okay, that sounds like a good plan.”
“What bug crawled up your ass?” Quinn spoke bluntly. She never saw any reason to hide behind faux kindness. Tate frown at his sister, they where opposites. Tate was much kinder then Quinn was and ever will be.
Edward frowned a little at her, not really sure how to respond. He certainly wasn’t going to be telling her what happened though, he knew that for a fact. “It- nothing. It doesn’t matter.”
“My name’s Gemma, it’s n-nice to meet you Edward,” she replied softly, working out what she’d written and making a little annotation in the coloured pen from her pocket. “It’s nice and quiet in here isn’t it? Not all noisy like the canteen,” she murmured, chewing her pen as she read through more of her notes.
Edward just nodded in response. It wasn’t nice to meet him at all. He was a horrible, horrible person. But he stayed quiet. “Yeah... I guess so,” he replied quietly.
The girl loved seeing Edward smile, he always seemed very sad..or at least, disconnected or uncomfortable. When he smiled, that meant he was comfortable and happy, right? She snickered, giving a bit of a smirk
“Is that a bet?”
“It might be,” he replied with a small chuckle. “However, I know for a fact that I’m right so it would be a waste.”
“Okay then, just let me know if you change your mind,” Gemma replied softly, leaving the bag sat between them as she started to flick through one of her files. “What’s you n-name?” she asked, chewing on her pen a moment as she squinted at a few words in her notes, not sure how tired she must have been writing them for them to be so illegible.
Edward nodded a little in response, watching her for a moment as she started flicking through her files.
“I um- I’m Edward,” he replied quietly. “What’s yours?”
“You d-don’t look very fine,” Gemma replied with a small frown before rummaging around in her bag to find the packet of candy she was sure was in there before offering it to him. “You w-want some?” she asked softly.
“I am,” he insisted quietly. Edward watched her for a moment as she started looking through her bag. He hesitated for a moment as se spoke again before shaking his head. He didn’t deserve anything.
She giggled, holding gently onto Edward’s hands as they danced. She was having a rather fun time dancing with him, which she was especially happy about because she was getting bored with the gala, and the music had been giving her a headache. Despite the music, despite the noise, it was still making her happy to dance with Edward.
“Oh you haven’t seen me dance fully yet, it can get….really bad! I look like a penguin!
Edward grinned a little ore as she giggled. He liked seeing people happy, he usually felt that he only brought misery to people.
“I’m absolutely positive that you couldn’t look as bad as I do.”
“Are you going to blink?” Quinn stared at the guy sitting across from her. Tate rested his head on her lap with his balanced on his thigh. He was working on drawing the man with only a pencil. “Seriously, aren’t your eyes hurting?” Quinn snapped her fingers to try and catch the man’s attention. Her other hand was occupied with Tate’s hair. Spiking it in every direction then flattening it so she could start all over.
Edward didn’t realise that she was talking to him for a few seconds. When she started snapping her fingers, he quickly looked up at her. “W-what- I’m sorry. What did you say?” He didn’t want to talk to anybody right now, he just wanted everyone to leave him alone.
Gemma had just wandered into the common room when she saw Edward sat there- a frown quickly making its way onto her face as she took in his posture and flitted through what he may be feeling in her mind. “Are you okay?” she asked, crossing the room and sitting in a chair near to him as she pulled one of her files out of her bag and set it on her lap to start flicking through.
Edward over at the woman as she sat down near him before turning his gaze to the floor and hugging his knees tightly. “I um... fine. I’m fine,” he replied quietly. He didn’t want to talk about it, he didn’t want other people knowing what he did.
Edward had only just been let out of isolation. He was still horrified by what he’d done. He never meant to hurt the poor girl. He wanted more than anything to apologise and make things right but he couldn’t bring himself to face her, not yet. Instead, he sat on one of the sofas in the common room, his knees pulled up to his chest as he stared blankly across the room. He couldn’t get the images out of his head and it made him feel sick to his stomach.
“Shut up and don’t say another word. You’re going straight to isolation as soon as I can get someone to take you there,” he growled, glancing back at Edward briefly before turning his attention back to the young girl. He let out a small, relieved sigh as he got a small response. “Listen, I’m going to take you down to the infirmary, okay? You’re going to be fine, everything’s going to be fine.”
Upon hearing the familiar voice, the girl forced herself to open her eyes. Panic written on every feature of her face. “Please..” She started, before taking in the scene. A kind face staring down at her, telling her she was going to be okay. Dawn relaxed slightly, still not able to shake the feeling of doom hanging over her. Wincing in pain, she closed her eyes once more. This time, knowing it was all over.
“You can’t make me go into isolation, I’m a scientist!” That’s when Edward’s reality started to come back to him. His mind cleared and he began to remember who he actually was. A wave of guilt washed over him as he now looked over at the bloodied girl. It was his fault and it made him sick to his stomach. “O-oh dear... oh gosh...” he muttered to himself, leaning back against the wall now before sinking down to sit on the floor. “I-I... I am so sorry...”
Michael had been told by one of the other patients that they’d heard screaming coming from one of the rooms. Since he couldn’t seem to find a security guard anyway, he decided to go and find out what was going on himself. He opened the door to the room where the noises had been heard, freezing in the doorway for a moment as he saw the scene in front of him. He managed to force himself to move, dragging the man away from the young girl. He managed to yank the scalpel out of his hand before he could do anything about it before shoving it into his pocket, he could deal with that later.
He now turned to the girl, his eyes scanning over the various injuries on her body. He knew she desperately needed medical attention, but he needed to try and wake her up first. He put his hand on her uninjured shoulder and gently shook her. “If you can hear me, I really need you to wake up.”
Someone was speaking, far away. As she drifted upon the calming ocean the waves suddenly grew bigger. Shaking her gently. It was clear now, there was a voice. Somewhere in the void of unconsciousness, she could hear it. Though, it was still far away and she couldn’t make out what it was saying. Slowly the girl returned to the land of the living. Her eyelids still too heavy to open. Pain consumed her mind and she moaned. As everything that happened returned in a flash. All the pain inflicted upon her frail body. She whimpered, but remained impassive.
Edward jumped a little when he heard someone enter the room. He let out a small yelp as he was pulled away from Dawn, standing there staring at the man that had interrupted them for a moment before speaking. “I wasn’t finished!”
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She smiled a small bit with the reassurance that her being a bad dancer wouldn’t ruin anything. She had been worried about embarrassing herself, but if Edward didn’t mind, why should she worry? With that, she relaxed quite a bit, smiling as she calmly danced with him. She couldn’t help but giggle at her next words, her cheeks getting rather red
“Well that’s good, if not i might just have embarrassed myself! I dance like a duck”
Edward laughed a little at her comment. “I’m sure you don’t dance that badly, I mean you’re doing pretty well now,” he said, chuckling a little as he smiled down at her.
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She didn’t think of edward as a fool at all, and was actually quite happy he had asked her to dance. She was rather bored, and had been considering sneaking out, but dancing sounded nice. She took his hands, and began to attempt dancing, though she wasn’t very good at it either. It was more swaying than dancing, but she was happy with it. She looked up at edward, with a bit of a blushed look
“I-i’m not really the best dancer"
Edward smiled at her a little more as she took his hands joining in with her dance attempt.
“Don’t worry, I’m not either,” he said with a small laugh, continued to sway with her on the dancefloor. He’d never really danced with anyone like this before, it was nice.
