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"Silence

with Floyd Leech"

Azul had a dislike towards you. Jade had a hatred for you. Floyd had an infatuation with you.

And you didn't care for any of their opinions, honestly. At some point, you believe that you may have. But like their mixed feelings, your friends share the sentiment.

Your ears and mind would be filled with haunting stories of others' experiences with that dorm's notorious trio. And despite being Floyd's partner, you felt no sense of security. Your boundaries were pushed against, with him teetering on the line of a new fight.

Your yelling was always so amusing to him, like Riddle's, but he believed yours to be out of endearment. He was wrong. His brother and best friend saw this, but not him.

"Leave me alone." That was new. Still, he prodded at your back. A playful tap, like he always did to get you riled up. "Seriously, stop." You persisted with your agitation. And maybe he was in the wrong for continuing to press your buttons. Perhaps he didn't acknowledge your genuine anger soon enough. That's why you said it. "God, I hate you."

Mood ruined. Nothing felt funny about the sinking feeling in his gut. That wasn't normal for him, was it? His chest ached in an unfamiliar sensation and with adrenaline from the hatred of this overwhelming hurt, he left you there in his room.

You didn't know where he went. You hoped he'd get the idea to leave you alone from here on out. Floyd Leech was cruel, and he was proud. So why pretend he's anything more than that?

"You're something, prefect, and I hope for your sake that Floyd does not bite back." Hearing Jade behind you didn't send shivers down your spine like anyone else.

Turning to face him, there was no hint of a smile on his features. "He had it coming, Jade. I feel no remorse."

Oh, how lucky you were.

"It would've been you

with Floyd Leech, Jade Leech"

Of course it wasn't him. 'Floyd Leech was an unpredictable psycho' in everyone else's eyes. But he was so sure that you thought differently of him. So why? Why were you holding Jade's hand instead. Why were you so insistent on leaning on his shoulder? If he was chaotic, Jade was fucking insane.

"Floyd, you haven't eaten today," Jade gently tried to pry into his brother's side in the room. He was met with a pillow being thrown in his direction, and a string of muffled curses. "Pardon?"

Floyd threw the pillow that held his head up prior, and yelled. "You stole Shrimpy! My shirmpy!" Jade's eyes widened. "We were meant to be together, I just know it! But then you came in and fucked it all up for us!"

At a loss for words, Jade stood in shock, failing to dodge the stuffed animal thrown at him. It didn't hurt, but he still felt an ache in his body. It was one of a duo that you offered the twins as you became friends. Jade was oblivious to either of your feelings back then. Yours or Floyd's.

"Floyd I-," but he was stopped.

"You stole them, you douche." Floyd got up from his bed, with a scowl on his face. "And I hope your relationship crashes and burns."