Tristan's Point Of View
"Cmon guys it's over now. Stop pouting." I sighed.
They had all been in an emotional overload since we had left the meeting. I let them take out their anger and frustration and it seemed to only make it worse. I plopped down on the bed, and heaved a tired sigh, as Ferdinand, Sylvester, and Bellamy headed to the bathroom to clean up.
"Cooooole!" I groaned with my eyes closed.
I felt the bed dip and felt him lay his head next to mine. It was strange, even with him this close to me I couldn't sense any negative emotions at all.
"Cole. What's on your mind?" I asked, hoping to gage how he was feeling.
"You didn't let me get to hit anyone... I'm angry too you know? Am I just not capable enough for you?" He murmured.
