I don't care(open)

[neigh]

Jane sat in the owlery looking out the window. An owl flew in and dropped a letter in her lap. It was from her dad. She never really cared to hear from him but she opened it and read it anyway.

Dear Jane,
I am vary sorry to inform you this but yesterday your mom was killed by a cereal killer.
-Dad

Jane just starred at it i shock and dropped it. It was to short. To simply explained but she didn't care. She couldn't let herself care. Tears started to slowly fall from her face. Why was she crying? She hated herself for that. She didn't care.

She picked up the letter and threw it. Just then someone came in. It was...

[violethorses]

Azzurra, holding a bottle of butterbeer and a letter to send to her mother. An owl fluttered down upon her entrance, and took the letter from Azzurra's hand. But she wasn't paying it any mind, right then. The crazy fire-girl was sitting there, crying. With a slight gulp, Azzurra took a seat next to her and held out the butterbeer bottle. "Here, it helps," she said quietly.

[neigh]

Jane shout around quickly and shout her an evil glare. She hadn't noticed someone was there. Now that she saw who it was she grew more angry. Why did she have to see her like this? Why was she paying her any mind? How the heck would a butterbeer bottle help?

[violethorses]

"Just try it," Azzurra said, insisting despite the glare the girl had given her. It felt weird offering someone a butterbeer when she didn't even know their name, but this girl didn't seem like she followed the general rules for making friends. "It's good you know." Azzurra opened the butterbeer bottle, still offering it out to the girl.

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Jane took the bottle from her not bothering to say thank you or anything. She took a small sip. It was pretty good. Better then the butter beer at the Three Broomsticks. Of course she couldn't let whats her name know that. She haded back the bottle. "It was ok" she told her.

[violethorses]

Azzurra waved the bottle away, not wanting it back. This girl could have it, she clearly needed it more. And Azzurra knew it was better than alright just by the expression on the girl's face when she had sipped it. Butterbeer always made Azzurra feel warm and safe inside. "Keep it, I don't need it," she replied.

[neigh]

"Um... ok" she replied. She was kind of surprised. Why did she give it to her? There was no occasions and they didn't even like each other. They didn't know each other but they basically hated each other. Didn't they?

[violethorses]

They sat in silence for a few moments after that. "Look, I'm sorry about the other day," Azzurra said suddenly. "I-I just didn't want you to burn yourself too badly." This was true, plus the girl had made her quite mad afterwards.

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"I wouldn't of burnt myself" she shout back angrily. I fire could have brunt me but I highly doubt it would want to. It's alive and it has a mind of it's own. It's not gonna burn everyone."

[violethorses]

Azzurra was surprised at the girl's sudden outburst, but found herself looking at the girl's hand, which was still blistering quite badly. Clearly, she hadn't gotten it healed. "But it did burn you," Azzurra said evenly, trying not to let this girl make her mad.

[neigh]

"No it didn't" she replied sternly. Her voice started to raise. "You stupid freak! You have no idea what your talking about! What are you trying to do? Drive me crazy.

With that she banged the bottle against the wall. Glass flew and the butterbeer spilled out fast droning the wall. She pointed the sharp edged end of the bottle at her.

[violethorses]

Azzurra jumped as the girl smashed the butterbeer bottle against the wall. Then she let out a yelp of pain as something struck her right cheek. It was a shard of glass from the bottle, and now Azzurra's cheek was bleeding quite badly. But she found that she couldn't move, not even to pull the glass out of her face. Azzurra was simply frozen with shock.

[neigh]

Jane watched the blood siled down her cheek. It was then that she realized what she was doing. She pulled it away quickly. "I-I'm sorry" she said sadly. She felt so bad that she shoved the bottle into her face. She deserved it.

[violethorses]

Azzurra found her movement a second before the bottle connected with Jane's face. She pulled it away quite sharply, the pain in her face buzzing. Azzurra reached for her wand and vanished the bottle along with the glass on the floor. "It's alright, I know you didn't mean to hurt me," she said slowly, rising to her feet. "I think I'll go find someone who can heal this though." Azzurra pulled the glass from her cheek and stumbled toward the door, her vision getting blurry as more blood poured out.

[neigh]

Jane watched Azzurra go. Why did she grab the bottle? Did she really mean what she said? She was suck a jerk to her before. She wasn't mad at her for grabbing the bottle. She wasn't mad at her for putting out the fire that night anymore either.