Running a hand through his wet hair Cupid turned his gaze upon the mermaid, fixing on her. She too was running a hand through her hair, splashing about in her stained glass image. If only he was a stained glass image, nobody would judge him.
It wasn't that he didn't want Katie to get better, he did, it was just he had no idea how he could help her. What was he meant to do if he was the bad guy? Dealing with fragile people was never his thing, it made him debate if it was worth his time when he could be focusing on other things: his own goals. One thing he had learnt in life is that they come first, your happiness is measured by your own achievements and that it was simply the differences in these goals that made us happy. For Shane his would be different and so had a different way of looking at things. Such as Becca, her goals were purely academic but then Becca's voice rang in his head.
'So much for being a good friend. You used her to get the party going and then left her alone.
Perhaps he had left her, but he wasn't the one who could help her now. Cupid would be there for her if she wanted to forgive him, he'd apologised to her there was simply nothing more he felt he could do.
Feeling it best to ignore Shane as he swam with his back to Cupid the Slytherin lifted himself from the pool, wrapped his towel around his waist and went to a cubicle to dry himself.
'I'll see you again.' Cupid told the Gryffindor as he emerged fully clothed secretly hoping that they wouldn't meet again as he walked towards the door.
by Rosanna Parker Fri Jan 10, 2014 12:57 pm
