"I'm me, I've finally found my calling, my true desires. I belong with them, Draco. I'm theirs and they're mine." The beautiful emerald green I had seen once in her eyes had deformed into fiery, stormy mix of green and black, as if her pupil was an...
Hey everyone, I will now be introducing some faceclaims for my new and old characters!! I will add faceclaims for my already introduced characters to Part 1, and will add faceclaims for new characters to the chapters in which they are introduced in.
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Louis Partridge as Antoine Fenwick:
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Clarissa Cardaillet:
1am. It had been hours since I had first lay down in my bed, hoping for one good night of sleep. I tossed and turned, twisting my bedsheets until I was engulfed in them. I punched my bed frame behind me out of frustration, I was so tired. Ouch.
Insomnia had been the devil since I found out the news about my father, sister, and brother. The hours I were awake for felt like years. I stared at my ceiling for hours on end, waiting to fall asleep, but instead was flooded in my own thoughts. Dark, intrusive thoughts, that I never wanted to think about, but they wouldn't go away.
I would force myself into bed at ten. Eleven to Twelve o'clock, I would lie, senselessly in my bed. I felt trapped. One to Two o'clock, I would indecisively wonder what to do, if I should try to fall asleep or go do something. Three to Four o'clock, I would sit at my window, watching the clouds as they grew brighter and brighter, starting to take the dark blue of the sky and turn it into pink and orange. Once it hit Five, I would finally get so tired that I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer, and painfully fall asleep.
Each night, I would lay, numb, in my bed until something in me forced me to get up, to go somewhere. And with that, I would walk to the courtyard each sleepless night, subconsciously wishing someone would come visit me, ask me if I was okay. Even if someone did, I would probably just say I was fine anyways, and push them away. Like I always did.
Slowly, I began to miss breakfast. I just stopped showing up each morning. After a while, Draco would come and check on me after he returned from breakfast to see if I was alright, but I was usually asleep, trying to catch up on the hours I missed. I think he felt bad waking me up, so he let me be.
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Flashback:
I heard a tap at my door, a familiar one. Draco and I both remembered patterns to knock on each others doors so we knew it was us.
"Riss, hey, what's going on?" He said, softly. I took my covers and pulled them over my head so I was completely covered by my duvet cover. "C'mon, up you get, it's nearly eleven. You've missed first and second period."
"Fuck it. I don't care. I need to sleep." I groaned, while Etienne climbed over to me, over the mess of covers.
"Darling, please, it's been a week since you showed up to breakfast, occasionally lunch, why?" I heard the pain in his voice as he spoke.
