Worse Than Death. d.m

Walls

( Arabella Carrow)

       My life was never easy and neither was Isebella's so I think she was more willing to talk to me about her trauma because I went through similar things. But one thing that i didn't understand was her becoming a death eater. Whenever I tried to bring up the fact that she didn't need to become one, she shut me down. I never understood why she did it. Why she would choose to be something so horrid. I was forced, raised to become one. I had no choice, but if I did. I would not have become one by choice. My mother and Isebella's were friends so we hung out a lot. We both went through similar punishments so we had stuff to talk about. It was hard for me to talk to Pansy about it at first because, yes she did have a rough childhood, she wasn't beaten until she couldn't walk because she left a fucking plate in her room. But, the closer i got with her, the easier it got to talk about. She has stuck with me through everything and I would die for her. She was the one person I had left.

       When I had calmed Pansy down and she fell asleep on the coach, I heard someone yell and then a door slammed. I sat up and walked to the door. With my wand in hand I stepped out of the drawing room. It was Isebella. I saw her run into the room and Draco was trying to get into her. This wasn't a new thing. Every time Isebella showed any emotion towards anyone, she shut herself off from everyone. Last time, she didn't leave her dorm for 1 month because she had told me and Pansy about something her mother used to do to her. I hated seeing her like that. It broke me that one of my best friends shut me out when she needed me most. She never wanted to tell Draco about her past because she didn't want him to change around her. She thought that emotions made her weak.

(Draco Malfoy)

       Isebella ran up the stairs with a panicked look in her eyes. She looked more scared then she did when she got that stupid fucking mark on her arm. This happened whenever she cried or let a little piece of her past slip and I saw or heard it. She would lock herself in her room without anyone able to contact her for weeks at a time. It was scary to be honest. But we both didn't share our past with each other because we both had such thick walls built up that were so hard to break. I wish she had opened up to me. I wanted to help her in any way I could, but her trauma wouldn't let her. I needed to see her. I couldn't let her be alone. Not after today.

       I was pacing Isebella's door when I saw Arabella standing in the hall. She looked at me and didn't even have to say anything. I just nodded and she went back into the room. I kept pacing and waited for Arabella to get back with Pansy. They always helped me with Isebella when this stuff happened. For some reason this felt different. I knew I had to get in there with her or something bad was gonna happen. And little did we know. Something would.

A/N:

Hi! so as this is my first story i know it sucks but the more i write the better i will get i guess so i'm gonna keep writing. This story is a little different then i had meant it to be but i think i like the way it has come along so far. after i finish writing this story, i will most likely reread 100 times until i hate it so ill probably fix a lot after i am done with it. I don't know how long this story will or how often i will be able to update. I updated a lot today because its the weekend and i'm off work but i don't know how my schedule will be in the future so please please have a some patience and bear with me. i am a high school student who is literally hanging on by a thread haha. Anyway! I hope you enjoy this so far and please help me make it better trust me i know it sucks right now but i'm trying so be nice. I love you. you are loved!