no goodbyes

   there’s a slump in his shoulders  ,  and he’s kicking the gravel under his feet  .  lips are pursed  ,  and he’s trying his best not to comment  ,  not to engage  .  it was none of his business ——    dylan preferred to stay out of it  .  “i didn’t  .” he finally concluded  ,  as if he had thought long and hard about the answer  .  he did  ,  like most answers  ,  overachieve  .  “then again  ,  i don’t know a lot of people  .”  he glanced around  ,  as if to prove his point  .  there were a vast familiarity of faces  .  faces  ,  that he had met  ,  but had maybe spoken a word or two with  . and maybe  ,  a few in between he actually cared about  .  “not a funeral type of person  ?” getting other people to talk about themselves  ,  to push away the spotlight from his own tumbling misfortune  ,  that should have been his art  . 

Hyde laughed shrugging his shoulder as to prove a point but maybe only to himself on that level . “I guess that happens when you dont talk to go out of your way to be fake nice to people,”he said scratching his head “I know maybe a total of five people from everyone here” he added “I don’t mind them, more of I’m not trying to be possessed by this dudes ghost for not showing up here”

  long dark hair is skimmed down the small of her back  ,  and she sipping on something a little stronger  .  after the conflict with saint  —-   and to get through the rest of today  ,  she would need it  .  dainty hands  ,  smooth out the winkles on a black ankle length dress  ,  and she’s avoided his gaze thus far  . “stop it  .”  it’s light  ,  but practical  ,  as she is most of the time  .  lips pursed around the rim of a crystal glass  —  no more of that red solo plastic shit  , this was business  ,  this was hard  ,  and this was no time to sit around feeling sorry for yourself when someone is literally dead  .  “one  ,  ghosts aren’t real —–  and two  , why are you so bitter today  ?” 

Hyde looked to his friend checking out the red cup in hand “What are you drinking and is it strong enough to get me to forget this day?” he asked flatten out his black blazzer, it was enough to make him look a little presentable to the world when he’d rather be at his place drinking or smoking and forgetting the world “ One- what the fuck do you mean they’re not real? don’t come running at me when one starts to follow you, two this is me pacman , I’m always this way” 

his voice stirred old demons in her ribcage, their wings scraping against her bones and it made her feel dark and dangerous. she couldn’t help it, he’d been the one person she had let herself fall for and he’d simply let go and let her plummet. she had told him she understood, that they were bound to break up anyway and she internalized it all as always. but now, at the end of the world, she couldn’t contain it all and she didn’t think she wanted to anymore. but this wasn’t the time or place for that release so she bit her lip until she tasted copper and plastered a mask to her features. “i have enough ghosts, thanks.” she said acidly, beneath her breath. 

Hyde didn’t know the person who was the closest and listening was Her,where the hell did she come from? he knew that somehow this would probably turn into a fight but he was ready to keep it up . “ that was cold, why so hushed, Anderson?” he asked with a small smile. He warned her over and over that he’d only ever hurt her , she took the risk of it all not him  

“uhh?” brows furrow, the upper lip raises. she takes a look around the room, not too discreet, but not making quite the scene, either. “i dunno. maybe.. she did?” she vaguely gestures towards a crying girl. “or— she looks pretty sad? you could ask her.” she points to yet another, clearly upset female. “maybe that guy?” a new target. she watches him for a second, then grimaces. “oh, hm, maybe not? i… think he was in my english class for a second. yeah, he’s the one. always got that resting ‘i’m so miserable’ face.” she explains, managing to make it sound like it’s not totally off-topic. she scoffs at his words. “nah. a singular ghost against a feral pack of ex-students? he wouldn’t dare. we’d fucking beat the dude. shake the spook out of him. and he knows it.” 

Hyde followed the girls fingers and her pointing around to the people “Feels guilty, petty cries, scared weeping” he said pointing back at each person naming off as she did , only by guess’s of course but thats how he viewed the world, nobody cared that much . Laughing Hyde looked down to her “ I’m sure thats exactly how people will be describing me when I’m gone, sad lonely miserable kid” the male said crossing his arms , looking out into the sea of people , it still never really hit him that this was their town now, no new people , no strangers just them the few ‘lucky’ ones.”Shit, you don’t think he’d want to do something like that? maybe get vengeance on the rest of us? i say we try a  seance, maybe he’ll have the answers for us to get out of his shit world”