This is the best (worst) dorm ever!
Chapter 2
Evan was given his dorm room number, he wasn't bothered to find out who his other dorm mates were.
Evan could still feel his mother's hand on his shoulder, nails digging at the flesh till blood was drawn, his shoulder was aching, aching too be relived. Evan tried, he really did, he tried too ignore the aching sense in his shoulder that formed a harrowing pit in his stomach, but he just couldn't handle it.
Evan rushed to his dorm, and locked himself in the bathroom. He carefully took off his clothes & folded them and put them in a neat pile next to the shower as he always did.
He scrubbed & scrubbed at his shoulder until he could only see raw and bloodied skin, oh fuck i should not have done that. He stepped out of the shower and stood there for god knows how long grimacing at himself in the mirror. Evan was thin, that was true, but he wasn't thin enough in his parents opinion & in his own.
Evan quickly changed into his pyjamas & slipped into his bed, he put on his earphones and blasted it too full volume.
Don't know what i wanted, but i had a memory, back at that party, I was all over her.
We di- "I can't believe this!" A rather ecstatic voice said barging through the door that scared Evan so hard he shot upright from his bed only too find the same 4 people from the carriage. Great.
"Hello, Evan!!!" Pandora said squealing in excitement.
"This is perfect, its just us, nobody else!" Dorcas said smiling so hard, it looked like as if it should hurt.
Evan sighed and slipped back into bed, cranking up his earphone volume once again.
I tried to fix myself, but i didn't think.
Evan was in peace for maybe about 6 minutes (give or take) before a very, VERY irritating soft tapping noise came from the side of his bed. Evan raised his head and looked back only too find the green eyes boy, Barty staring at him looking like as if he was about too ask a question. (Evan made a mental note ; Remember that Barty's bed is behind me and he can irritatingly tap on my bed head with his fingers)
"What is it?" Evan said taking out one of his ear pieces. Barty looked amused.
"You know we can hear your music through your ear phones?" Barty said smiling
"And...?" Evan said boredly, he really did not give 1 single fuck that his ear phones were leaking audio.
Barty was about too say something before he abruptly shut his mouth and lied in bed properly.
It was the first day of classes meaning that he had too take his main medical course, that he profusely did not want to take. Evan only took it because of his parents & the desperate need too impress them.
Evan's school days seemed only too consist of listening too music, staying up doing medical homework until his eyes stung painfully, going to medical classes and going to his ballet & theatrics class (which was the only class that his other 'acquaintances' were in).
Slowly, very slowly Evan could feel himself become a friend to them, he would laugh at their jokes, they would eat together in the cafeteria, hang out with each other when they had free periods.
Everything seemed to be going as great as it could be for a pessimistic person (in Evan's opinion) until he was asked to go to the school's office to receive a call from his parents. Now Evan was curious as his parents liked to send him away & not talk too him until they actually had to e.g winter break or summer holidays, so receiving a call so early on during the term ignited Evan's curiosity but also the ball of dread that was slowly forming in his stomach with every step he took towards the office.
"Hi, are you Evan Rosier?" a lady with gray hair and purple spectacles said peering at him.
"Yes."
"Okay, go too the payphone near your dorm, and dial 321, it should have a saved message from your father as electronics are not allowed in Yaxley." The old lady said the last bit almost like some sort of warning, as if she knew I had a phone resting back under my pillow in my dorm.
But wait a message from my father?
Evan quickly walked to the payphone, checked his pockets for cents and he luckily found some. He inserted the coins in with a shaky hand, he hadn't realised that he was this nervous.
"Hello father." Evan said anticipating for his father to say something stupid like 'focus on your studies'.
"It is your mother, your father has had a stroke." His mother said plainly.
"Is he alright?" Evan asked focusing on keeping his voice steady.
"Yes, but he will be about good as dead in a few hours which means you will be Lord Rosier after tonight." His mother said so disdainfully.
"Oh, okay." Evan said faintly, he could feel the hot tears streaming down his cheeks, wait since when was i crying.
"I will see you at the end of the year" His mother said bluntly before hanging up.
"Fuck." Evan muttered wiping his eyes with the back of his hands roughly. The trip to the dorm was not a sweet one, he was bumping into everything & everyone, he even thinks he bumped into Remus Lupin & Sirius Black. Evan was about to enter the dorm until he saw Barty & Regulus sitting on the floor playing cards. I have to enter now, they saw me.
Evan cleared his throat quietly before stepping into the room, a few seconds before he was lingering behind the open door like a ghost. Barty peered at him conceredly while Regulus did not bother too even try hide his curiosity, his face was moulded into a face of unease at the sight of Evan's gaunt pale face.
Evan took of his coat and hanged it on the hanger, as if everything was normal, was it?. He took of his jumper, then his converse, then raked a hand through his hair as he studied the book on his bed intently, it was obvious he was avoiding the gaze of Regulus and Barty.
"Hey Evan, you oka-" Barty was about too finish but was cut off by a plain "I'm fine" from Evan, if anything Evan looked skeletal, with his hollow eyes & cheeks, his pale complexion matched with his splotchy skin, to put it simply Evan looked like he he came from the dead.
Evan went to the bathroom, too take a hot bath, nothing more nothing less he begged himself, he weighed himself as he always did, ran hot water in a bath and laid in the bath for what felt like minutes but was probably hours. He finally got out of the shower and checked the time, shit i dont have my shirt, it was 2am, nobody should be awake at this time especially because we have theatrics tryouts tomorrow.
So decidedly Evan took a risk walking shirtless where his shoulder had a giant red scabs all along. Walking into the dorm room, everybody seemed asleep, everybody except fucking Barty Crouch, Why the fuck is he not asleep?, Evan's mind was whirling around the point of why Barty wasn't asleep when they had theatrical tryouts tomorrow but not whirling around the point that Barty could fucking see his shoulder as he walked to his bed.
"Evan." Barty said sitting up on his bed with a stern tone with a note of something that Evan couldn't quite place.
"Yes?" Evan said still not realising that Barty could see his shoulder draped in scabs and dry blood.
"Your shoulder." Barty said softly.
Evans face held a plain expression. "Oh." Evan muttered as the realisation caught up too him.
"What happened?" Barty asked his voice was a bit slurred and in the dark lighting Evan couldn't read Bartys expression clearly.
"I scraped it." Evan said shrugging, Evan was prepared for this as he always had a back up plan especially for cases like this.
"Ouch." Barty said sliding of his bed and swayed for a bit as if the world was moving underneath his feet. Oh he's drunk, Evan figured.
"Okay, I got this." Barty said too himself as he took a step and then another and then another until he he was face to face with Evan.
Evan had slipped on some socks and a shirt by the time Barty reached him and his bed.
"Is there something you want?" Evan asked a bit agitated that Barty went up too him instead of sleeping in his own bed.
"I just wanna talk, can we talk?" Barty said, his voice was begging as if he had too get his mind of something.
"Okay...what do you want to talk about?" Evan said very confused by this interaction.
"Just tell me about your day, please." Barty said Evan let out a hum of thought, then started talking about his day (obviously not telling him about his father & shoulder). He talked about a range of things even to the point of what type of water he drank with his gum.
"I drank water, well not water sparkling water." Evan said spitting out words so fast it sounded incoherent.
"And my fathe-" Evan was going to finish the sentence about how his father hates sparkling water before Barty started bawling, fuck what did i do?, Barty's whole body shook with every sob he let out, he cried noisily, letting out shaky exhales and convulsing gasps.
"Uh, Barty, are you alright?" Evan said awkwardly, Evan could swear that Barty seemed alright, no worse then Evan himself by a longshot.
To say Evan was 'bad' with other peoples emotions was an understatement, Evan was excruciatingly bad with other people usually just standing there awkwardly, watching wide eyed & pale. His biggest fear was being the muse too cause an emotion like this, after all when it came too his emotions he shut himself in the bathroom and dealt with it in a way that left him aching around the wrists for a few days.
So that was what Evan did, sat there on his bed, mouth wide open, face pale & watched Barty cry, at least I said something. It just happened to be Evan's bad luck that, everybody else in the dorm stirred awake at the noisy sobbing.
"Barty?" Dorcas said rubbing her eyes, this whole thing to Evan seemed as if it was a regular occurence ; Barty coming to the dorm room drunk and high on god knows what and begs someone to talk to him then breaks down mid way through conversation.
By the time Dorcas's eyes adjusted to the dark too see Evan looming over Barty with his mouth wide open in surprise.
Pandora & Regulus sat next to Barty asking him if he was alright, they seemed to know what the cause of it was becuase they kept on saying the same line along the same words ; "After college, you'll never see him again."
See who? Who's him?
Then suddenly Barty blurted out something about his father and how they argued while they were calling using the payphone, Evan heard his name and his ears automatically tuned in ; "And I saw Evan talking to someone over the payphone and then he started freaking out, I mean what the fuck does the payphone have extremely bad luck or something?" Barty said his words slurred but thick with emotion.
To say Evan turned pale was an understatement he turned paper white, standing out in the darkness of the light. "What the fuck Barty?!" Evan demanded before leaving the room with the aggressive noise of the door shutting roughly.
Evan walked all around the Yaxley campus, even stopping to watch the ducks among the scenic lake in the campus.
Thinking about the whole situation it was clear that Barty had a massive problem with his father & nights like these were a regular thing. Oh, why did Barty have too say that. Evan locked all of the thoughts relating to what Barty said about Evan away and instead busied himself with his earphones, the 24/7 library of campus and emerged himself into the illiad by Homer until he physically couldn't keep going, his eyes felt like it was on fire.
Next thing Evan knew was that he was cold & nodding off.
Still can't say she won't start up, still can't say she won't start up a fight.