Loathe.

"Ready?"

⚠️ TW: talks about abuse and descriptions of abuse⚠️

My eyes flickered open slowly, my eyes adjusted to a figure in the corner of the room

Blaise?

He sat on a large chair watching me

"Rise and shine princess" he smirked

I looked around the room, it wasn't like a jail cell...it was fancy, almost like I was in someone's room. There was a small couch and a large bed clothed to perfection in black attire. The curtains were a dark green with black accents

"Where am I?" I mumbled trying to move but I was strapped down to a chair in the middle of the room

"Why would I tell you that? Do you think I'm an idiot?" He scoffed

I said the first thing that popped into my head

"Where's Draco?"  I blurted

He laid back parting his legs open

"what am I not good enough for you?...I'm surprised you're asking for him, after all he's the one who brought you here" he mocked

"Stupefy"

My mind was still fuzzy from everything, Draco was the one to bring me here I remembered.... but why?

"I guess I should go, enjoy your stay" he winked and left the room

My mother told me of a story when I was a kid, Judas Iscariot. A follower of Jesus Christ...he was with him day and night. When the time came Judas betrayed Jesus, his best friend of many years...for 30 pieces of sliver, to a group of Roman Soldiers looking to kill him. The last thing Judas did was seal Jesus's fate...with a kiss. The kiss of betrayal.

Draco Malfoy was my Judas Iscariot.

I guess deep down I knew Draco was vile and cruel, I just refused to believe it. How could I be so stupid? He's a death eater.... someone far from a decent human being.

Hours slowly passed by as I sat alone

The door creaked open

Draco Malfoy stood in the door way, scanning my body while I sat in the chair

"Look at what you got yourself into Jones" he smirked walking towards me

I couldn't find words to say to him...I felt myself breaking just thinking about what he had done and what he will do

"All these years of running that pretty little mouth of yours.." his thumb swiped over my bottom lip

"And yet now, you've got nothing to say" he scoffed

"I have nothing to say to you!" I spat

His palm met my cheek within seconds causing a burning sensation along with throbbing to claim the left side of my face.

"Never think for a second, that you can talk to me that way!" He sneered adjusting his ring

I felt my face trickling with blood, i was tied to the chair so the blood continued to fall down my face causing my mouth to taste like metallic.