Tears of Blood PV Group Closed

_{I wasn't okay, but I lied terrible wiping my blood-tear stained face. The older girl with short curly hair tended to that as she took a wet towel and tissues and wiped my face, I felt like maybe I was just being a big baby... She held a poker-face the entire time, the curly blonde seemed disturbed, the black-haired girl didn't seem to care but hung around anyways, and the older blonde girl looked worried.
The older girl with short hair swore she would get the person who did this to me, which made me feel a little better. Was she really going to risk a bunch of trouble just to help me? After I lied she frowned.
"Youre not fine. Youre not fine at all."
“Are you sure there isn’t something I can do to help- something I can fetch, cookies or some tea- anything?” The blonde asked sweetly but I only shook my head no.
"Don't lie," The boy said bluntly, before adding on. "Doesn't take a genius to figure out that you're very blatantly not okay."
He was right, it was quite obvious that I wasn't alright, I felt stupid, but what else was I supposed to say?
"Oh doing awful! Everything has been hell since I left new jersey, yet it was hell there too! Also my father was a vampire and now hes dead and I have no one to help me with my problems! Now Im crying blood on the floor of a disgusting bathroom because everyone pretends I don't exist! Thanks for asking! How are you?"
The boys face now much reflected the black-haired girl's. Their expressions reminded just of Demetry and his gang, when they had said that the reason I didn't have a father was because I didn't deserve one. I cried and they looked at me with those same eyes. Something in me snapped, as I looked up At the two anger washed over me, but then it flew away like a dandelion in the breeze. I couldn't do anything about, I couldn't do anything before and I couldn't do anything now, I sighed.
"Did someone hurt you, or is the blood something else?" The short-haired girl questioned.
I was now not crying and I had calmed down much more than my original shaky sobs. I looked up, they already figured it out... They knew it wasn't anybody who caused the blood... I gave her a look of knowing. I gave an awful snort trying to free my nose of snot, luckily I didn't snot anywhere while I was crying.
"Yuh guys are smart Im guessin' like yuh already figured it out," I said unsteadily in my strong new Jersey accent before standing up. I attempted to try to wipe of my pants that were now covered in a disgusting sludge substance. I mentally prepared myself as I said my next words.
"No one did dis tuh me," I said shaking as I took a deep breath. "Im a Dhampir....."
I closed my eyes preparing for the worst... For frightened/judgemental looks, accusations, and for them to leave me again... It wouldn't be long before the whole school followed...}

Interacting with @Bernard Waye, @Reena Delgado, @Bailey Glade, @Lucas Chapman
Date: 03.02.2023

Duvessa was leaning on the wall the whole time, but this interested her supremely. A Dhampir? That was certainly interesting....She threw him an attempted comforted glance and then wondered what she should do. She decided that a few kind words wouldn't go amiss.
"It's alright, boy. A Dhampir? That's actually kind of cool. I always dreamed of having something like that - but I'm just a boring human, I suppose." She said softly, speaking for the first time in the group. Her voice was eerily soft, not something that you would expect from a normally hard faced girl.

What else was she meant to do? Her mind whirled and buzzed, not sure on what to say or do. Then, an idea stroke a match. Cookies. She always had a few packets in her bag, and now was the perfect time to share them. She didn't even realise that she was being generous or nice, but the scene reminded her so much of her and Lorita when we met our friend crying in the toilets- this was the perfect moment to let the cookies be eaten.

She thumbled in her bag, finally producing a packet of chocolate chip bisciuts, rich and creamy. She glided towards the boy and offered him one. She did the same to the group sourrounding him, wondering if what she did was wrong.

The boy had stood up.
"im a dhampir..."
He had done it. The truth was out. Reena just stared at him. Her head was buzzing, but there was no shock. Part of her had already guessed by the tears of blood. She looked the dhampir up and down, and concluded that he must be a first year. The poor kid..oh, he had no clue what he had gotten himself into. Or maybe he did. But he probably hasnt even realized the worst of it. "Holy shit." She said.

But her tone was not dramatic. She could admit that yes, she was unsure how to feel but she also knew that she didn't have her own opinion on dhampirs. Any opinion she may have was entirely formed by the bias and misleading news articles that only shined a light in the dark areas.

"that must be.." reena paused and softened her tone. "that must be a lot" It was probably something not everyone knew about, and probably a heavy weight to hold..but it also meant that his history was troublesome. Reena sighed.

"why were you crying al by yourself?" that question had not been answered. Perhaps it was because he was a dhampir, but all the emotions should have been worn out by now as reena assumed the boy had known for a while. "did someone upset you? My offer still stands." she paused.

"if it makes you feel better, im not scared of you." she looked at the people around her. She raised her eyebrows at them.

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@Bernard Waye || @Reena Delgado || @Duvessa Ember || @Lucas Chapman

The boy seemed to debate a moment before speaking. He mentioned that they may have already figured it out… Bailey had a suspicion, but she also knew that there were logical reasons for a regular human to be bleeding from their eyes.
He finished his statement, saying he was in fact a Dhampir. Bailey didn’t react any besides smiling softly down at the boy. He seemed to be preparing for tough judgement from the people gathered around him. why would we be mean just because he’s not fully human? Bailey wondered, not truly understanding how much persecution people who are more than human undergo.
Kneeling down next to the boy, she put one hand on his shoulder and said softly “that’s actually really neat- like she said” Bailey said this indicating Duvessa, who’s name she did not currently know. “That’s really cool! I’m just pure human, and sometimes I wish I was something cooler like a Dhampir or something.”
Bailey took a deep breath, letting the others talk for a moment.
“Yes like Reena said- I’m not scared of you nor do I dislike you just because you’re a Dhampir- if I am anything it’s a tad jealous.”
Bailey smiled jokingly, showing that she really did not have any hard feelings.

"Weird accent." He muttered, barley loud enough for anyone around him to hear. It dawned on him a couple second later that it probably wasn't his best idea to potentially insult someones accent when they were already upset. "I just mean, I've never hard anyone who really sounds like you." which was true, as Lucas hadn't ever heard any kind of American accent before.

Upon Bernard revealing that he was a Dhampir, there was outwardly very little change to Lucas' demeanour, besides from him standing up slightly more attentively, and he had a somewhat triumphant grin on his face for a few moments. "That's interesting, I guess." He paused afterwards, taking a few moments to think. He wasn't sure if he was the weird one for thinking it, but to him, people complaining about being human in the presence of someone upset about, as far as Lucas could tell anyone, not being human seemed a bit insensitive.

"Unfortunate side affect though, no offence." He gestured towards Bernard. "Crying blood seems like it'd be annoying to clean up." His tone was fairly lighthearted, seemingly not too bothered by the boys revelation.

"Oh, I should probably add I'm not scared either, don't worry." Maybe under different circumstances, he might of been but Lucas found it incredibly difficult to feel any kind of intimidation from a boy who had just been crying his eyes out alone in the toilets.

@Bernard Waye | @Duvessa Ember | @Reena Delgado | @Bailey Glade

Role-Play Closed
Due to the main person not on HIO anymore. If questioned, we can say that we walked away with him feeling better.