She stopped at the end of the trail right before the road. Barely managing to keep the tears back. Her gaze slowly lifted to the sky and she wondered, was Lorcan looking up at the same night sky as she was or was she alone in that as well? A sigh escaped her and she pushed forward not knowing full well where she was going. She just didn't want to go home. Maybe she needed some time alone.
There was an uneasy feeling in his stomach and it only got worse as moments passed. They stood there for a while just staring at each other. Luce was dressed up again saying she was going to go hang out with Molly but Lorcan wasn't falling for it. He wouldn't let her leave, not without the truth. "This isn't you Luce. This isn't the same girl I fell in love with. What happened to her?" Lucy scoffed grabbing her coat and walking towards the door. She was fed up with the Scamander twins, saying the same exact thing. 'this isn't you luce.' It was and there was nothing they could say or do to change it.
"Where are you going? Tell me the truth Lucy, I deserve the truth." Lucy just smiled, a chuckle slowly rising. "I don't need to tell you anything." "Where are you going dressed like that Luce? Don't tell me you're going to see Molly. We both know that's a lie." He followed her out the door. They hadn't raised their voices, not yet but he was glad Nick wasn't home today. "Why don't you quite bugging me and go to your oh so perfect little Stone girl. Just go, Lorcan." She spat at him when she turned around. Lorcan had stopped. Was it that clear that even his wife knew he liked Carmen? Maybe his father was right though, maybe he had married too soon.
Lorcan nodded then ran his fingers through his hair. "If you're giving up on me, Luce, then I'm giving up on you. If you're not going to put in effort with us then I shouldn't either. Your things will be packed and by the door when you get home. Nick can choose who he wants to stay with." He began walking backwards towards the house again leaving Lucy standing there in shock. Lorcan closed the door and locked it going over to the couch. He sat down leaning back and sighing. Somehow he actually felt like a weight was lifted but he knew Nick would be the one to take this hard.
Memories flashed through his mind, it was like he was reliving it all, from the first time they met, to their first date, their first kiss, first week together as a couple and it hurt him. They were happy then and she, she wasn't who she was back then. There was no way he could have kept going. How she lied to him, thinking that as he sat there some other guy could be making her happy, he could be kissing her and making her feel like how he used to make her feel. Lorcan swallowed and bit his bottom lip to keep it from trembling.
Lorcan sat there trying to collect himself, to push all the memories to the back of his mind. If he was going to remove her from his life he had to start now. He had to rid himself of these painful memories. But first he had to pack her things. He pushed himself off the couch, dragging his feet as he walked to their, no his room. The house was going to feel empty, well emptier than it was. He pulled a suitcase out from under the bed and went to the closet beginning to throw her clothes into it. The whole time he hadn't even shed a tear. Lorcan wasn't sure what he was feeling. No longer being upset and he surely wasn't happy. He felt nothing, numb and for a moment he didn't think anyone or anything could help him.
Halfway through packing her things there was a knock on the door. He ignored it for the first couple of time until it got louder. Lorcan groaned quickly making his way to the front door. He paused with his hand on the doorknob as he looked down at the few suitcases and boxes by the door. Already the room felt empty but even then, in bed with her she felt miles away. Lorcan shook the thought from his mind unlocking the door and opening it. His heart beat got abnormal when he saw who it was. "C-Carmen what're you-- what's wrong?" Her eyes were glossy and her hair was a mess. Lorcan stepped aside gesturing her in.
When she walked he knew something was wrong, she didn't have the bounce in her step, instead she was dragging her feet just like he was. In fact he already knew just by looking at her. She wanted to cry and that was obvious to him. What were the odds of them both feeling like shit? Lorcan closed the door locking it again and turning to her. She sat on the couch, her head hung low and her arms wrapped around herself. This hurt him, seeing her like this and he had this strange feeling he knew who caused this but he hoped he wasn't right. He sat down beside his friend leaning forward and looking over at her. He wasn't going to push her into talking, she'd talk when she was ready.
They sat there for what seemed like hours in silence. Lorcan moved, his back leaning against the arm of the couch and he managed to get a leg behind Carmen. He leaned forward grabbing onto her shirt and pulling her into him. Leaning back he brought his arms around her small frame holding her close. It wasn't an awkward silence, in fact the silence was a lot louder than words. The first time this had ever happened, he hadn't gone this long without hearing her voice or laughter whenever they were together. It was strange, a whole new side of Carmen that he hadn't seen before, that he wish he hadn't seen before. She didn't even pull away, instead she had wrapped her arms around him tight. His gaze drifted over to the clock on the wall. A minute passed, then two, then five, and then eight. He waited and that's all he did.
Her chest felt heavy and she wanted to cry, she wanted to badly but she hadn't. And when he pulled her into him the feeling hadn't gone away. She felt like a part of her was missing. '... You're not coming back Carmen. I don't need this.' His voice, the anger and the hurt still echoing and the more she heard it the worst she felt. Carmen would have spoken, if she knew what to say or knew that when she finally said something she wouldn't break down to tears. She didn't want to admit to him or to herself that Avery.. that without him she didn't feel whole. Glancing around the room her eyes stopped on the suitcases and boxes. Carmen lifted her head and looked up at Lorcan with a questioning look. She was too caught up with her own feelings that she didn't even know something was going on with him.
"I gave up." His voice was soft and even in just those three words Carmen was able to hear the hurt. She knew what he meant by that. It was just a matter of time. "I uh.. gotta get back to packing her things, wanna join me in the room?" He sat up which forced her to sit up. Carmen stood up fixing her shirt. "I though I wasn't allowed in there." Lorcan stood up, taking her hand in his own and pulled her forward. "You are now." She stumbled forward as he tugged her arm to follow him. She was a bit nervous thinking Lucy would come home and find them in the room, what would she think?
He led her down the hall passing by a few doors until he finally pulled her into his room. Lorcan gently pushed her onto the bed. "Just talk to me or something. Okay?" He forced a small smile then turned away rummaging through the drawers. Carmen sat on the bed awkwardly. The room didn't look how she pictured it, in fact it seemed peaceful. She blinked then stood up quickly, she didn't want to be sitting on a spot her best friend and his ex wife had probably had a lot of sex on. "S-so um.. N-nice bed." Lorcan looked back at her, "yeah, well it's comfortable. Usually before bed." She nodded then looked down at the floor. Carmen blinked seeing a pair of Lucy's panties. Her eyes widened and she looked back up. Lorcan was bending over grabbing something. Her cheeks had flushed red and she turned around, her back facing him.
"Y-you sure you don't n-need any help?" "Yeah I'm fine, I got this." He stood up straight turning around. Lorcan dropped the last of her clothes into a small box. "You okay there?" He questioned as he glanced up at her. "O-oh yeah just fine. I-I don't think I should have had candy before I showed up." Lorcan chuckled shaking his head, "you know what that does to you, yet you still eat it. I'm not going to get yelled at for giving it to you." "I know, I know. I just.. I needed something sweet. I thought it'd calm me down but it didn't."
The former Slytherin sat down on his bed looking up at Carmen. "The candy wasn't sugar free was it?" She looked away, "nooooo." Carmen rubbed her arm walking over to the other side of the room. "Your brother is going to kill me, Carmen. You know you can't have sugar." "I do what I want!" She blurted. "By the way, there's a pair of her panties on the floor by your right foot."He looked down, “huh, whaddya know.” Lorcan leaned down picking them up and tossing them into the box with the rest of her things. He looked back up at her, watching her as she looked over the photos on the dresser. She seemed like she was lost in thought, which wouldn’t be a surprise to him. Lorcan stood up, quietly making his way over to her. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into him. Carmen laughed setting her hands over his. He took a few steps back before taking her hand in his and twirling her. She stopped, facing him and setting her hand gently on his chest.
Their eyes met and his hand set on her waist. He didn’t know if it was just his imagination running wild that made him see Carmen slowly leaning in or if it was actually happening. Lorcan moved his hand to her lower back, Carmen moved in closer without even thinking. Her heart was beating quickly in her chest, she wasn’t sure if it was because of the sugar or because she was close to kissing her best friend. She cleared her throat moving away from him. Lorcan grabbed her hand and pulled her back into him. “L-lor--” he leaned in, his hand cupping her cheek, and their lips finally met. He felt her legs tremble beneath her and he pulled her closer. Her fingers grabbed onto his shirt and she leaned up into the kiss, her eyes closed. Each movement made without even thinking.
