Yaagnar's Point of View
I grew up with Allan but I had met him when we were grown. We were ten at the time and our room was not yet filled. It was the only room that was not filled for a long time. Others were always full, kids filled in the spot as quickly as they left. I assumed that it was because our room was at the end of the hall and one of the few rooms to have it's own bathroom.
I doubt that was rare as they were few rooms in the building with the same structure but what I knew was weird was seeing a ten years old being accepted into the orphanage. The others did not know, I was the first to find out.
I was late that day, as I lost track of the time playing with some kids from school at a park. I silently made my way into the building but avoided the front door checkpoint as the front door lady has clocked for the day. That's when I heard some conversation going on in the Visiting Room. The door was slightly ajar, they must have being in a hurry to forget to close the door.
Curious, I tiptoe close to the door and peep into the room, trying to hear the conversation. But all I can hear is murmurs, their voices were very low. I peep through the gap in the door and I all I see is silhouettes but the gap is too small to figure out who they are.
I am startled as I realize the voices are being clearer. I panic and scrambled away forgetting to listen to their conversation. I run and hide behind one of the pillars along the corridors, trying by best to even my breath as my heart was pounding in my eyes. I peep behind the pillar in the dark corridor and see the people leave the room.
They are dressed in black, I had not seen that type of black but the material looked expensive as it glistered under the dim light at the front desk reception. I cannot make their faces but they looked tall, very tall as the men over shadowed Madam Narnia as they looked as if they were concluding their discussion. And a smaller figure appeared, lanky, small face and short hair, a child.
'Why was a child accompanied by these men?' I could not help but ask. They looked like they had enough to take care of him, why bring him to an orphanage?
Madam Nadia bids them farewell as Ethel sees them off. She turns and talk to the boy but he just9 stared at the dark corridor. He stared at the corridor at the other side and then the one in my direction. I froze in the shadows afraid that if I were to move he would sense my movements and do what? I don't know. But his demeanor to Madam Nadia's speech scared me a little. When Ethel joined them, I quickly made my way to the stairs and running to my room.
I don't remember if I banged the door or if I closed it quietly but all I know is that I made it to my bed in time and throwing a blanket over myself and my chest caved inwards and outwards rapidly. I stared at the darkness trying to figure where I had seen those type of people before.
My thoughts are cut shit when I hear the door open.
'Why did they bring him to this room? They hardly added a new child to this room.' I ask myself as sweat covers my body due to the recent exercise as I stiffen my body to not alarm the visitors.
"Allan, this would be your room and Yaagnar would be your bunkmate." I hear Mada Nadia say. "He is your size so you will share his clothes till Ethel gets you yours. Have a good night's rest."
After that I hear the footsteps recede and the door close. I wait for some moments before removing my blankets only to be startled by the boy standing and staring down at me.
'What was he going to do?' He stares at me and then at my feet, I did not remove my shoes before laying down as I was in a hurry. Before I can say anything, he was climbing the bunk to his bed, leaving his shoes at the bottom of the ladder.
I laid silently as I stared at the bed above me, he did not say anything but I waited. I wanted to make friends with my bunkmate like Brady. Brady and his bunkmates were inseparable. The night quickly passed and only realized that when the rats of sunlight fell on my eyes, waking up to see my bunkmate filling dressed in my complete uniform with my NAME TAG!!!
I wanted to do something about it but I did not know what to do. At this point, I had thought of the probabilities of him being disabled, that would explain what happened yesterday. His parents were ashamed of having a disabled child and sent him to an orphanage.
I did not noticed I was staring at his dark pupils, they were very dark. His short black hair and slim face.
But that was not what made me admire him, it was his excellence. He was great at what he did but hardly spoke. I always wanted to hear from him, get a word of wisdom or two but I learn to study his actions as waiting to hear him teach would take forever.
So seeing him jump off to his death sentence after nearly dieing some hours ago was a real shock to me. I wanted to say, that's not like him to behave like that but I never knew enough of him to say that he won't do that. 'Was it because I 'saved' him? Was he ashamed of living with the thought of it? Was he tired of everything? But this was the starting if something very beautiful, why destroy it with your own hands?' I could not help but ask myself.
And the person I just met, jumped off too. 'At this point, maybe I am the problem. Maybe I was cursed from birth to harm those around me.'
'Maybe that is why Allan has been avoiding me all this while and the time, I cross my boundaries and 'save' him, he winds up dead some hours later. Maybe it is my fault or may be it is not. I don't know anymore.'