a Tulip burned to Ash / chapter 1

1.

Timothé hated Ash, he really did. Not for any specific reason, at first, that is, they gave him enough reasons by now. You could even argue that they gave him more than enough, like breaking his foot (his fucking foot, that hurt), or telling his ex that he still loved her (that girl is fucking annoying, he honestly had no idea how he ever had a relationship with her). At first it was just a general disliking on both ends, for example he hated the way their stupid pink hair looks like it got fried 6 times, their cheeky smile, their obviously fake voice, the way they cared about their looks so so much, just everything about them annoyed Timothé so so much. They met at their first year in Highschool, but went to different classes so there wasn't much contact, until that one party. To make it short, in the end his ex knew that he would never come back to her, wich then led to the broken foot. If you think about it Ash didn't do it directly, but they certainly caused it and they laughed about him. In return I outed them. In front of the entire school. It was what they deserved, nothing better, nothing worse.

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Ash hated Timothé, they really did. That stupid guy, that never thinks before he says something, that stupid guy, that outed them to their parents, their parents!!! They weren't ready for it and I mean I guess they broke his foot, but breaking someone's foot can't make them homeless now can it? Until that party it wasn't a big deal, they just didn't like each-other, what about it, but now they really despised him. So why, please dear god WHY, did they now see his ugly face in the hotel lobby?
The so called "vacation" was already a nightmare, his parents really dragged him in this stupid hotel, that smelled like moths, and looked like it could break down any second.
"DEADNAME, come here!", their mother basically screamed even though they were standing like maybe two meters away from her.
They looked at her, rolled their eyes and went like ten centimetres closer.
"But mommy, I don't want to share a room with DEADNAME he is always so mean", his little sister Jamie whined. They started to listen more closely, was there a chance that that stupid girl could do what he couldn't, wich was convincing their parents to let him have his own room?
His mom didn't even say anything, she just looked at Jamie and smiled veeery nicely: "not a chance."
Jamie made her puppy eyes, looked at her mom and hit her with the: "please? Last time I had to share a room with him, he broke my IPad."
Oh right, that thing, for the record they didn't break it, they just moved their leg and it fell, how were they supposed to fucking know it was there.
His mom sighed, grabbed their sister by her hand and looked at them.
"DEADNAME stop being mean to your little sister."
"Why would I? It's fun."
"Because I say so, and now shut it I don't want you to speak to me like that."
They ignored her.
That just meant they weren't able to spent like any time at all in their room, wich was kinda annoying, but they were used to strolling around. It wasn't a big deal and they certainly weren't the one to make the drama. Their Dad came back, gave them their room numbers and Ash had finally an excuse to leave.
On the other side of the room Timothè was nowhere to be found, so that was another win.

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Timothé went up in his room as fast as he could, threw his bag on the bed and decided that there had to be something interesting in this hotel. He had already forgotten that ash was here to, I mean hello this is like a really really really old castle was there anything more exciting? He decided that he would explore the outside first, the weather was great, a bit cloudy but very mild, and he suspected that there were burning hot days coming, so better enjoy it. He left his room and faced the first problem: he didn't know where he was. His orientation was worth nothing and the architecture of this building was unheard of, it was hard to believe this was actually physically possible, he did suck in math to though, so his word maybe wasn't worth to much.  While he was trying to understand how the staircase worked (there were three at once, tangled in a pattern that just didn't make any sense to his eyes) when he heard a family of 4 approaching.
"Don't look at me like that I said no and I mean no, you're old enough to deal with DEADNAME"

"But mommy he-"

"Please just stop it i already said no!"

"Where did he even go?", the last voice was the one of a man, Ashs Vather.

Timothé didn't bother standing around long he just acted normal and went down the staircase, so that was Ash's family? They seemed really... stressful? He didn't get to think about it to long because he ran into the supect of thoughts, carrying a bag that seems like it could hold Timothès entire closet. Ash looked at him for a second then proceeded to rush the stairs up, like a wolf or something, was chasing him. Idiot. Timothé still hadn't quite understood the concept of these staircases, but they seemed to work somehow, because in the end he stood in front of the back door and was able to overlook the breath taking  gardens.

----- Yep thats chapter one, well kind of, idk. It might be a bit short? Thats because the next part would be important, if i could just figure out how to design the plot, the story was originally something else and i kinda used the blueprint for this story soooo yeah.