The Fools [DISCONTINUED :(]

Lack of Passion

I wake up to the light shining in the glass window, reflecting small rainbows all around the room. I sit up, stretching a bit. Staring down at the beautiful colors on the floor as I get lost in my thoughts.

I hear the bedroom door creak open revealing a tall ginger standing in the door way. With nothing but a towel around their waist, hung low enough to see their v-line.

"Good morning Y/n" he says smiling.

"Good morning Ron" I reply sending him a smile back.

He walks over to me and kisses my temple lightly. I think about yesterday. All the emotions I was feeling in those exact moments.

"I left the water running so you can go in there and meet me in the kitchen when you're done. Okay?" he says.

"Okay, thank you" I say getting up and grabbing my clothes for the day.

"I'll see you in a bit darling" he says before I leave the room.

"Yeah" I say under my breath.

I head out of the room and into the bathroom. I slip of my shirt and underwear and step into the steaming shower. The smell of autumn leaves and cinnamon fills the air as I wash my hair and body.

Once I finish I step out of the shower feeling the coldness hit my skin making me shiver a bit. I dry off and put my clothes on. I look in the mirror at myself.

God I look a mess. I think to myself. I've always thought less of myself. I've always aspired to be like Hermione. She's literally perfect.

I dry my hair off and comb through it. It's still a little dampen so I throw it into a messy bun. I brush my teeth to get rid of the morning breath. After I finish up I step out of the bathroom and head down to the kitchen where Ron is.

I skip a couple of steps as I head down jumping a bit at the last step. I make my way to the kitchen. I see Ron making breakfast.

"Hey Ron" I say jumping onto the counter and sitting down on it next to him.

"Hey Y/n" he replies.

"Whatcha making?" I ask him looking down at the stove.

"Pancakes but, I burnt them all" he says looking down a bit.

"Hey hey, it's okay, I'll help" I say lifting his head up so he looks at me.

"Okay" he says, staring into my eyes.

God I want to kiss right here and now but, he doesn't love me. Yes he says he does but, I know he doesn't. But, I feed right into his traps. I can't get away from him.

I hop of the counter and take control of the stove. I pour some pancake mix in the pan letting it rest a bit. I take the handle and flip the pancake so it lands on the other side.

"I never knew you could cook Y/n" Ron says crossing his arms and leaning against the counter next to me.

"My mum used to teach me. She said I needed to learn so I can be a good wife to my future husband" I tell him.

"Well, I for one think you'll be an amazing wife" he says smiling, making me smile a bit.

I finish up breakfast and set down the plates. We take our seats and start eating. I'm not that hungry today but I force myself to eat. I need to get more healthy and start to get better from my bulimia.

After we finish eating, we clean up. I'm washing the dishes and I feel Ron's eyes on me. Not that I mind but, I know he wants something from me.

"Hey Y/n" he says in a seductive voice.

I sigh, "Yes Ron?" I ask him.

"What would you do if I took you on right here, right now" he tells me. I feel his arms snake around my waist as he leaves light kisses on my neck.

"Ron, I'm not in the mood" I tell him. Honestly I wasn't. I don't want to be his little toy he gets to please whenever he wants.

"Come on Y/n. You weren't complaining the other day" he says.

"Please Ron, I don't want to" I say trying to push him off of me.

"Fine Y/n, be a bitch then" he says. I sense his presence leave the kitchen. His footsteps training up the stairs.

"God, why can't he just be a normal person" I tell myself.

"He doesn't care about me, he only cares about our sex life. I'm sick of it!" I say picking up a ceramic plate smashing it on the floor. Shit.

I bend down picking up the pieces and throwing them in the trash. It's like, what, my third day here and I'm already ruining their home.

I finish putting the dishes away before heading back upstairs to Ron's room. I make sure to knock because I don't want to be rude and then he gets mad at me.

"Come in" I hear Ron say.

I open the door slowly peaking inside. I see Ron laying on the bed. His arms behind his head. Fuck he looks hot, I think to myself.

"Hey Ron, I'm sorry" I tell him. I decide to just apologize because I know he wouldn't.

"It's okay darling just, don't do it again" he tells me.

I just nod.

"Come lay down with me bunny" he says opening his arms.

I make my way to his bed, slipping under the covers. Feeling him embrace my body into his arms makes my stomach go fuzzy. This is what I love about Ron, he can be so sweet sometimes and a loving person. But, I know he's not always like this, that's for sure.

"Hey Y/n" he lets out.

"Yeah?" I say looking up at him.

"Don't leave me Y/n." he says looking down into my eyes.

"I-" is all that came out before I feel him grip onto my throat. Hard.

"Promise me you won't leave me!" he says in a stern voice. My eyes well up in fear. Not because of what he's doing but, because of what I fear he might do if I don't promise him.

"I promise.." I let out. I feel his grip relax as he pulls his hand away from my neck. I take a deep breath trying to lower my heart rate which is sky high.

"Good bunny" he says giving me a kiss on the lips.

I lay there in his embrace. Not wanting to leave. I mean, I couldn't even if I wanted to. He's never acted this way. And I don't know why he is.

I just want a normal relationship. But, I'm still not mentally stable to have one. In fear I might fuck it up and he'll never want to talk to me again. I just want to know why he's being so hostile all of a sudden.

What happened to the Ron that was my childhood enemy? The Ron that would pull pranks on me? The Ron that would fight with me about the most idiotic of things?

Where's the Ron that said he didn't want to be enemies for the first time? The Ron that actually liked me for once? The Ron that I shared my first kiss with?

The Ron that said he loves me?