Llavi De La Rosa
“I think that…”
Don’t falter. That is the first rule. Commit to your heart, your mind will relay, your mouth will follow.“I wanted to find you, find my happiness, in the sins I delved in.”
It was hard for him to swallow, finding no moistness in the arid expanse that had become his throat.
“Because, if I am honest, I did not think I would ever find redemption. For you. For me, running. For being
what I am..” His voice found no purchase coming up, failing him.
Miss Frost squeezed his hand, urging him to continue. “Remember,” her voice was a cool whisper, calming his sweltered nerves, “there is nothing wrong with
what you are.” She sat back.
“I never wanted to leave, never would have even left your side. And once I did, that’s when it felt cold. Cold on my own and without you. That was when the warmth seemed to come from a blacked out darkness. Places where I could stay in a stupor and remember times with you. That is all I thought I had in this world, anymore.”
The plethora of memories flooded his senses again. Angled sounds, rough touches, acrid smells, stale tastes and debaucherous sights. He gripped Emma’s hand a little tighter, pain sprouting from his stomach. He couldn’t do it.
Remember, the beauty in the past is that it is done. It can only hurt you if you let it.“I just...I did not--
could not make it on that lonely road alone. Not without you,
boogita because you were the best of me. I am so sorry for leaving, that night and after. I needed to discover who I was, but I did not realize that I left you behind in the process.”
He tried to speak again but realized he did not know what to say. How to continue, until Professor Frost clasped his hand in both of hers. “I think that’s good for today, you can go ahead and breathe.”
Llavi De La Rosa sat back as air flooded him and he let out an exhausted chuckle. He wiped his eyes with back of his hand, waving off Professor Frost’s offer of a Kleenex.
“So, how do you feel, Llavi?” Frost asked him.
“I will be ready to talk to my sister soon, I know it. I just try not to worry about the after, just the act itself,” Llavi told her, his more relaxed demeanor settling over once more. “I cannot thank you enough,
profesora Frost.”
“And you don’t have to, Llavi.” Emma smiled at him as she got up placed a hand on his shoulder. “You are part of a group, a family. We help wherever we can, and I want you to remember that okay?”
Llavi gave a shrug, “I know, I know. You want me to interact more with the students. But profesora, most of them probably still think my name is
’Lavi’” he forced an exaggerated American accent, evoking a chuckle from Miss Frost, “and I think they are nice people. I just...don’t talk to them. Besides, none of them know Spanish.”
Emma tsked him with a wag of her finger. “Now you know English hasn’t been a problem for you since
before you arrived here.” Llavi’s face reddened in response. He had been caught. He gave sheepish smile as response. “Alright, my friend. I think it might be time to head out. They’ll be serving breakfast soon, and you don’t want to start your first day of the new semester on an empty stomach.”
Llavi donned his jacket, “This is true. I will see you next week?”
“Of course,” Miss Frost told him, as he headed to the mess hall. “Also, be on the look out for your new roommate. I think you’ll be surprised this year.”
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Llavi loaded up on pancakes and even a few
arepas one of the cooks had taken to making for him. Dousing them in syrup, he sat down at first open spot he found, giving him a few spaces breadth.
He would have to have his energy stockpiled if he was going to be using his abilities in the coming days more vigorously. He mused on the coming year as he ate, wondering what it would bring. He didn’t have long before, Headmaster Robert Drake was speaking.
"To those of you among us who are new. It's very 'ice to meet you."Llavi chuckled at the play on words, he loved puns.