Caged ; Draco Malfoy

Chapter 10

As soon as Robyn was apparated back to the manor, she rushed up to her room. Her head was spinning, she'd killed. She's a killer, she didn't mean to but that doesn't change the fact that's she's a killer. They may have deserved it but she shouldn't have been the one to kill them, she was no better than any of them, she was just like them. 

She closed her door and collapsed onto the ground, she forced the tears back. She was so sick of crying, but the thought of being a murderer pushed a few stray tears down her cheek, she wiped at her face quickly. Robyn converted her depressive episode into anger, she was fuming at herself, she wanted to hurt herself for murder.

Without a second thought, she walked up to her bookcase wall and dragged it into the ground.  A loud crash emitted but she didn't care, she moved onto the two armchairs and threw them to the ground too. She opened her closet and threw all the clothes onto the ground, she went into the bathroom and kept punching the mirror; the fact that it was piecing itself made her growl in fury. 

She walked to her bed and kicked the comforter to the ground, her breathing has exceedingly fluctuated. Her chest pace has escalated into a heaving manner, she clawed at her hair and screamed. She walked up to her curtains and pulled each down, she threw her side table onto the floor. The room looked like it was hit by an apocalypse when she was done. 

Her sad thoughts were getting to her but Robyn wouldn't let them, she crawled into a corner and pulled her knees to her legs. 

you're mad Robyn.

You're not sad you're mad.

The same voice spoke in her head again.

You're weak

all you do is cry

Cry

"No". Her hands snaked their way to her hair again, tugging at the strands of her hair is the only thing that she can hurt herself with. 

You're pathetic

"No"

No wonder your parents threw you away

"No"

All five of them found her in that state; trying to win a battle with her mind. She'd felt a couple of pairs of hand drag her out into the hallway and into a new room, she wasn't really focused around her; she was still trying to win against the voices.

Robyn walked into the room and straight to the bed, she didn't feel like talking to anyone. She just wanted to escape this horrible reality, when she woke the next morning, she had a severe headache. She massaged her temples but nothing worked, Robyn stared up at the canopy; trying to muster up the strength to get out of bed. 

She turned her gaze to the side table and found a tray of food and two vials of potions. Robyn could easily spot that one of them was pain relief but the other looked unfamiliar, the liquid was a dark yellow color. She downed them both, she didn't have the strength to ask questions anymore. 

"Hissy"

The elf appeared in front of her, "is miss okay?"

"Im fine, I need the prophet"

"Hissy can't, Master Draco says it triggers attacks"

The elf jumped when she heard Robyn growl and huff as she draped the covers off of her body and walked out of the room. She didn't exactly know where Malfoy's room was but she was willing to roam around the manor to find him, she moved to the library first. 

"Malfoy!"

Silence.

She huffed and walked out of the library and to the dining room, once she opened the double doors. She was met with an empty table and empty chairs, she stomped her foot and walked out of the dining room. Robyn made her way to the North wings, which was where all the bedrooms were. She saw Theo's door, she slowly turned the brass knob but was met with darkness. She roamed the familiar hallway where her room was located.