Why don't you Stay? (Sequel to Kiss me if I'm wrong Fred Weasley Love Story)

Chapter 3 ~ I don't know if I Can

Song for this chapter is Imagine Dragons ~ Demons cover by Christina Grimmie x

*Kiara's POV*

I can't go to Hogwarts. There are so many bad memories already, and I only attended that school for less than a year.

All the memories are going to come rushing back and I don't want that to happen.

"Mum please I can't go to that school-"

"-why Kiko? What's so bad about that place-"

"-EVERYTHING! Everything's wrong with that place!"

I scream, crying my heart out. I haven't stopped crying for a couple days. Fred's been trying to talk to me but he needs to realise that I need my own space every now and then.

Me and mum have been arguing for an hour now. This argument won't subside. We both want it too, but neither of us will stop talking.

Because we can't. We need to vent our feelings every now and then. This is just the only way that we know how.

"Just give it a go, you never know unless you try. Please Kiara"

I'm shocked. It's been a while since my mother called me by my full name, rather than Kiko.

"Mum, please don't make me go" I say, trying to fight back the tears. "Please don't make me go to that school, not again. There are way too many bad memories-"

"And Bauxbatons doesn't?"

Mum adds in a small, soft voice, not trying to prove a point or push my buttons, no, it's something more than that. She knows how the Bauxbatons treated me and I think she wants me to try something new.

I breath in deeply, and exhale shakily.

"Okay, I'll give it go, what could possibly go wrong?''

I reply a little too sarcastically, Mum seems really hurt, and it's my fault. I don't like hurting her, but recently I don't know how to be nice to anyone. This person I am isnt me. And yet the only peoplet that seem to notice is My mother, Emilie, Lina and Fred.

''Kiko, I know you haven't been yourself lately, but seeing you upset, when you came back from Hogwarts, because you thought you would never see Fred again, hurt me more than anything. I just wanted to hug all your worries away and make it better, and now it seems the only person who can, is Fred''

Where is she going with this?

''So please, please dont shut him out. Don't let your past, define your future''

She's right. My past shouldn't define my furture, or the person I am, but I like Fred, no, I love him. But I don't want him to get too close. There are things that have happened, that should never surface from my thoughts. Ever.

''Why won't you let him in? What are you so afraid of? Has something happened in the past-''

''-No, no, nothing like that. I just, I have dark thoughts every now and then, its like a monster inside me, an aulter ego. Someone who isn't me, but is still a part of who I am''

There's a knock at the front door. Neither me nor mum move to answer it, eventually Emilie does.

''Hi Fred, she's in the kitchen''

I look at mum with anger and confusion inside me. I know she asked him to come over, and I know she know's what I'm thinking too.

As Fred enters the room, mum leaves, closing the door behind her. I flinch at the sound of the door shutting. I look at the wall, the floor, the side I'm leaning on, anywhere but Fred's eyes. I don't want to let him in.

I hear faint footsteps getting closer and closer to me. Fred tries to comfort me, I try to push him away, but I feel too weak. I have no strength left in me to keep pushing people away, to try and protect them from the darkness inside me.

Eventually I give in, and sob harshly into Fred's chest as he gently cradles me in his arms. 

''You don't have to tell me, but I'm here if you need me, I've got nothing but time''

He whispers gently, calming me down by just the sound of his voice. I don't let go of him even when I've calmed down enough to steady my breathing; because I'm scared if I do, all the bad memories will come flooding back in again. It's like Fred being this close to me, distracts my mind, creates a mental barrior, blocking out the bad and letting in the good.

*Knock Knock*

''No sex on the table''

''Emilie!''

''Well you've been in there a while''

''Oh my Godric, you're so embarrasing''

Meanwhile, Fred is finding this hilarious, while laughing histerically in the background.

''Don't encourage her''

''I wasn't''

I raise my eye brow at him. Sarcastically rolling my eyes at him, I walk past him and towards the door, Fred takes my hand and spins me around to face him. Before I can retort his lips meet mine.

I move my arms to lazily drape over freds shoulders as our lips move together in rythem. Fred picks me up and sets me gently onto the kitchen table, not once breaking the kiss.

''What did I tell you two?''

We both break away sharply, Emilie and mum are stood at the doorway, both wearing the same smug smile.

''Uh mm hehe''

I grin cheekily, grinning widley from ear to ear in a joking fashion. 

''I said 'no sex on the kitchen table' ''

''Oh my Godric, we weren't even doing anything''

They both look at me uncertainly, Fred looks really tense, this must be awkward for him.

''You wan't me to be happy, then stop bombarding my privacy-''

''-Privacy? You're in the kitchen for crying out loud. Take it upstairs, in your room''

I grin slightly and look at Fred from the corner of my eye as if suggesting.

''No-''

''But you said we could''

Mum glares at me, if looks could kill.

''I was joking''

I don't think either of them believe me. Don't blame 'em.