The release of anger, albeit initially accidental, felt too good to just be a fleeting response. Leo knew in the back of his mind that this wasn't the right way to handle the situation, but damnit he deserved to let go for a second. His entire day had been spent doing what should be done. He'd had to break the news to Libby, only to be forced to watch helplessly as she broke down. He'd had to talk to Maggie, only to once again be left at a loss and feeling sorry for himself. He'd had to tell the headmistress that his brother had chosen to leave, only to be left feeling like a baby when she looked at him with pity in her eyes. Talking to Sean had been the only part of his day that didn't make him feel like a pathetic loser, but that had been short-lived. Libby's face streaked with tears floated through his mind's eye and his anger resurfaced.
He was useless. He couldn't keep Liam here. He couldn't take care of Libby. What was the point?
By the time he'd arrived back to the room, he'd half hoped Alec wasn't there. It's not that he hated his friend, as the six years of forced interaction had actually forged a strong friendship between them, but Leo just didn't want to deal with anyone right now. Meaning well, Alec would want to talk about what happened, and Leo was tired of talking about it. He just wanted to hit things and then drink until he forgot for awhile. Was that so hard? Of course, his outburst drew Alec out of his room without fail, and Leo had to remind himself that he wasn't mad at his friend; it was Liam who deserved this anger.
"Sorry. I'll pay the school or tell them my abilities got out of hand or something. Don't worry," he muttered, waving away the wall dismissively. Maybe that's all Alec would care about. Maybe he hadn't even heard yet.