crave

nineteen

"lucius would like another room set up for his son" my father orders and i nod, "words elizabeth, what have i told you" he says. "liz" i correct him and he glares at me "go set up the fucking room" he yells, his hand slapping across my fave. thankfully, draco and his father were upstairs and the others had left. "yes sir" i nod and he spits in my face before moving so i can walk away. my mother just watches with cold eyes as i walk up the stairs. i walk to the guest room that i had originally set up and knocked on the door.

it swings open and draco looks down at me, his father is behind him standing at the bed "sorry to bother, just getting the things to set up your other room" i say. draco eyes my cheek, im guessing analyzing the red mark. i hate him being here to see this. to see how weak i actually am. "draco, move and let the poor girl get the things" lucius says and draco steps out of the way. i grab a set of blankets and pillows, a towel, a thing of soap, and anything else and walk out of the room. i hear someone following me and i already know its draco. "do you need something" i ask as i walk into the other guest room which is right beside mine. "stop walking away from me, elizabeth" he calls and i roll my eyes. "look at me while im speaking" he says and i ignore him, continuing to make the bed. "im not going to fuck you while you're here, draco. sorry that isn't part of the five star package" i say as i finish setting everything up. "elizabeth" "for fucks sake, its liz. or at least fucking beth" i say and i push passed him and out of the room.

i walk into my room and change out of my dress clothes before walking down stairs "elizabeth" my mother calls and i sigh as i walk into the living room. "yes, mother" i say and she looks at me "have you set up the room for our guests" she asks and i nod. "of course" my mother smiles as she looks at me "you're father will be in your room in a little while" she says and my heart speeds up again. she just glares at me as i nod. "go along" she says and i walk back up the stairs. tears form in my eyes as my hands begin to shake. i step into my room, the room that i grew up in, the room ive been punished in, the room that is supposed to feel like home. after about half and hour my door opens and in walks my father.

*dracos pov*
i cant stop thinking about it. how this entire time she's hid the fact that her father is a monster. that i had pushed her against the wall after she was raped. i should have known. blaise tried to tell me but i was clueless. i ignored everything.

i hear elizabeth's door open and close. i know its her room because when we passed earlier i peeked inside, seeing pictures and books everywhere. "elizabeth" i hear a voice say, her father, for such a big house the walls are thin.

i stand up and slowly walk closer to the wall, putting my ear against it. "father. not now, please" she sobs and i want to kill him, i want to punch through this wall and help her. but i cant. "i warned you. you were already being punished for going to that school then you wanted to misbehave during dinner and embarrass the family" he says to her and i can hear her cries. "im sorry, i didnt mean too. it jus-" a slap, i know he hit her, her words cut off and she sobs again. my fists clench as i listen to his words. i try to pull myself away, tell myself to lay down and ignore it but i cant. i cant sleep knowing what is happening right beside me.

"get on the bed, elizabeth" he orders her, she says nothing. "I SAID GET ON THE BED" he yells, even causing me to jump. i wonder if my father is hearing this, even if he is he wouldnt stop it. he would praise micheal. i wonder if her mother hears, obviously she doesnt care anyways. im sure this has been going on forever. "my sweet sweet, elizabeth. such a beauty. its a shame i have to keep teaching you these lessons" her father seethes and i can feel my breath getting heavy. i want to help her. save her. forget how much we fight, how angry she makes me. she doesnt deserve this. "please, dad. stop" she begs him, how could he continue. how could a father continue to hurt his child like this.

i hear her cries as he slaps her around and does as he pleases. i cant help myself as i open the door and walk out. the house is dark, the only sound coming from elizabeth's room. i hesitate as my hand goes to the knob of her door, because i dont know what im walking into. i put my hand on my wand and slowly turn the knob. "sweet sweet, elizabeth. always taking in what i give her" that ends it. i swing the door open, i start to freeze as i see her pinned down, his hands gripping her arms tightly. her face is scrunched in pain as tears fall down her eyes. his body hovers over hers. "get the fuck off of her" i slam the door walking into the room. her father stops and looks back at me. "you mind your buisness" he says and elizabeths eyes open. she looks at me, its as if her eyes are begging me to save her.

"you need to get the fuck off of her" i say again and he groans as he stands up. he buttons is pants and looks at me, "leave. or the minsitry will hear of this" i threat and her father scoffs before walking out. as the door shuts i drop my wand. i turn to elizabeth who is now sitting up on the bed. her knees curled up into her arms, tears rolling down her bruised face. i want to hold her, tell her shes safe but i cant. because i would be lying to her, i leave tomorrow and she has to stay. her father will continue as he was doing tonight and no one will stop it. but at least i was able to stop it this time, right?

"come, elizabeth. lets get you cleaned up" i say softly and she looks straight at the wall. i sigh as i go to grab her hand but she shakes her head and i take it as a sign to stop. i want to kill her father for doing this to her. for touching her. for everything. but she needs me here so i fight the urge. i walk into her bathroom and start a bath before walking back out. "ill turn around while you walk in there, if you would like" i suggest and her head slightly nods. her face is emotionless as she stares blankly at the wall, though tears still pour out of her broken eyes.

i turn around and i hear her slowly get up and walk into the bathroom. once im sure she's in the water i walk in there. her knees are still curled up in her arms as the water fills the tub. i shut the bathroom door and sigh as i crouch down beside the tub. i feel useless knowing i cant stop this forever. knowing that no matter what i do tonight wont help.

i grab a sponge from beside the tub and dip it into the water, i go to rub her back with it but as it touches her skin she flinches. "im not going to hurt you, elizabeth. you dont have to be scared of me. you're safe with me" i say and she lets out a breath. i rub the sponge down her back as if i could wash him off of her. once im done with her back i move to the side of the tub, "you have to let your legs go so i can finish" i say and i look into her eyes, her eyes of pain and fear. "you dont have to cover yourself for me, elizabeth" i assure her and she lets out another breath as she lets her legs go. she slowly moves them out and i can see the bruises where her father held her hips down, i see the bruises on her stomach where he beat her, i see the marks on her arms where he had his hands on her. "ill kill him, elizabeth. i swear i will. ill kill him for ever touching you" i say, anger building up in my body. she shakes her head slightly and i sigh as i finsih cleaning her off.

"where are your clothes" i ask her as i stand up from beside the tub. she hasnt said a word yet, though i dont want to snoop through her things. "here" i sigh as i pull my own shirt off and hand it to her now that she is standing and dry. she slowly puts it on, the shirt coming down to her thighs. it looks great on her.

"come on" i say and i reach my hand out. she slowly grabs my hand and i help her out of the tub. we walk into her bedroom, i hate to put her in the same bed that everything happened in. but she lets go of my hand and slowly walks to the bed, pulling the covers down. she lets out a breath before laying down. "do you need anything" i ask and she looks at me "im sorry" she says and starts to cry again. "please dont cry, elizabeth" i say and she shakes her head "im sorry you had to deal with this. sorry you had to see me like this" she apologizes and i shake my head "dont apologize for something that you cant control. this is not your fault" i assure her and she nods. "thank you, draco" she says and i try to hide my smile at her praise. "goodnight, elizabeth" i say before walking out of the room. i look around, making sure her father isnt around, before walking into my room.

i hate leaving her alone but i cant stay. i hate that she feels sorry when she has nothing to feel sorry for. i hate that when i leave tomorrow, her father will continue to do this until she's able to get out. but i cant stop it. if i could i would.