Barty shifts his weight on his foot to foot, he’s very nervous as he stares at dark wooden door that has the words ‘Evan Rosier’ spelled in cursive carved into the door. Normally the name would bring a sense of comfort.. now? It made him nervous.
Barty knocked on Evan’s door, his heart pounding in his chest. Barty himself never really thought he liked Evan in that way, until Regulus,Dorcas, and even Remus fucking lupin pointed it out. How does he manage to not notice? Maybe Merlin knows not him..
He doesn’t even hang out with lupin?? So genuinely what the fuck. Barty last time he checked wasn’t this stupid but oh well there’s not else he can do. Barty chipped nails feel the wooden door, it’s unusual for Evan to not respond to the door, he usually always does. But then again Barty usually doesn’t come at 9pm too early anyways.
Barty puts on his usual grin and calls out, “Rosie, let me in!” No response.
He feels a random sense of turmoil as there is no response, it was odd.. if Evan heard his voice he’d normally always respond; also he’s never out during this time.. Barty moves around a little rocking back and forth on his feet.
Bart stares at the door the more he does the more he gets annoyed.. “stupid fucking wooden door” he mutters under his breath. He rummages through his pockets and then he finds it. The spare key Evan gave him.
He thinks of a fond memory ,when Evan handed him the key and muttered that he’s going to regret that, he better hope he’s not sleeping.
Barty opens the door he scans the living room and the kitchen, no sign of Evan.
Barty sees the bathroom door slightly cracked open. Unusual?? What weirdo leaves the door open while shitting..
He walks towards the door and happily opens it before he says smiling,
“Rosie!”
Barty feels his stomach churn. His smile falls down as he looks at the floor, he sees Evan laying on the bathroom floor. His curly dyed brown and his natural blonde hair sprawled like a spider, his gaze follows towards his hand. A container of pills in hand and scattered on the floor.
Pills, the same ones Evan stole from him.
The. Same. Ones. Evan. Stole. From. Him.
He remembers that night, he was in his house trying to figure out how to fucking leave it. And Evan came in and he yelled at Barty and took the pile bottle from him and wouldn’t stop fussing over him.. fucking prick.
Barty crouch’s down and he puts his hand on Evan’s heart, his fingers feel and he closes his eyes, there’s no pulse. His gaze trails over to the pill container; maybe they’ll each other after all..
He frantically grabs it and starts shaking it, did he fucking take them all?? As he should the pill container.. a small rose quart falls on his hand. He remembers Evan talked about it time to time since he liked crystals and would occasionally put them in his hair.. something he picked up from Pandora— how the hell is she going to react?
Barty notices there’s a white paper wrapped around the crystal, he carefully touches the paper and the crystal falls out of his palm. He stares at the paper and the two words it says.
‘haunts you.’
Barty pauses and thinks for a moment what in the world does the rose quartz mean. It hits him unconditional love. He feels his heart stop, and go numb.
Evan meant ‘love haunts you.’
He feels the tears stream down his cheeks, as his hand trembles as he holds the paper. He starts laughing, uncontrollably.
He feels numb, he doesn’t feel right he feels like something in his bones just stirred wrong, he can feel his cells on in his body reverse themself.
Barth knows this feeling he knows it like a friend, he can feel his body get the numb feeling.
He has his head against the wall as he barks out a laughter. Laughing he did that a lot with Evan.
Barty is laughing before he’s just staring at Evan’s body, he looks peaceful, he wonders if he ever took that away from him.
He laughs as the tears spring. They’re both uncontrollable, he wants to stop crying and laughing, he can’t he just feels numb a numbing feeling he knew too well.