crave

fifty-seven

"brandon, wait" i call out as i run to catch up to brandon walking from his class. i know i shouldn't be talking to him but i have to ask him some things. i have to ask him if what draco said is true. i mean, i have no reason to think it's not. but i have to find out.

he turns around and laughs as he looks at me "elizabeth, i didn't expect you to speak to me" he says and i roll my eyes. "i just need to ask you a question" i say as i pull him off to the side and he shrugs "ask away, beautiful" he says and i cringe at his words. "did you drug me on new years" i get straight to the point and he stops walking. he laughs as he looks at me "now why would you think that" he asks and his smug look makes me want to kill him. "just answer the fucking question, brandon" i say and he shrugs "elizabeth, you were all up on me. that kiss would have happened with or without it. one little drink with one little pinch of something didn't change anything" he answers.

his eyes stare straight into mine, they aren't the same eyes as when i first met him. when he was trying to charm me into liking him. no, these eyes don't care anymore, they've gotten what they wanted.

"you son of a bitch. i wouldn't fuck you if you were the last person on earth" i spit as i slap him across the face. he glares at me and laughs "you would have if i put a little more in your drink" he whispers. i can feel heat run through my vains as his eyes burn holes through me. "you're a sick piece of shit, brandon" i spit in his face and he punches me. a sting burns on my cheek as i mentally curse myself and he laughs "you get yourself into too much trouble, elizabeth. you'll end up getting hurt" he says before walking out of the small hall i dragged him off to.

i sigh as i walk the opposite way, the side of my face pulsing and i can tell it's going to bruise. how could i let myself be so stupid with him? i've always been alert about things, i've alwasy been careful. i never hand my drink off to other people. i never dance with someone i don't know. i never have too many drinks when i don't have someone watching over me. i let myself go. i let my gaurd down. my mother would be embarrassed.

i sigh as i look at the small cut on my cheek. how do i always seem to end up like this? i wince as i run the wet rag over it, cleaning up the small amount of blood. "knock knock" i hear draco's voice and the door opens. i quickly put the rag away and try to fix my hair to cover the bruise. i turn my head and he looks at me "what were you doing" he laughs, obviously noticing my jumpiness. "nothing. touching up my make up" i shrug as i walk out of the bathroom. he looks at me for a moment and shakes his head "you're not wearing any makeup" he calls me out.

"what were you doing, elizabeth" he asks and i shake my head. "nothing. what did you need" i quickly try to change the subject and he eyes me. "elizabeth, i'm going to ask you one more time before i start considering the worst and walk out of here. so, what were you doing" he says and i sigh. i move the hair away from my cheek and he looks at the bruise. "who did this to you, elizabeth" he says as he looks back at my eyes. "don't worry about it. just some small argument. i'm fine. now, did you need something" i ask.

he shakes his head as he brings his thumb up, wiping carefully along my cheek. "were you with brandon when this happened" he asks and i look at him, wondering how he would know. "yes. but i only went to ask him about what hap-" "how am i supposed to keep you safe if you keep getting yourself into these situations? i'm starting to think you enjoy the thrill of having someone beat on you. you alwasy go looking for trouble" he says and i scoff "are you saying this is my fault? because it's not. i didn't do this to myself" i argue back and he shakes his head. "you should have just left it alone, elizabeth" he says.

"you're not my father, draco" i say and he glares at me "don't you dare compare me to your father" he spits. "would you rather me compare you to yours" i say and he shakes his head "i don't want to fight right now, elizabeth. please. i'm starting to think maybe i should have just stopped talking to you and let us end" he says and i look at him. "elizabeth, i didn't mean that" he says immediately and i shake my head. "it's fine. you can go. don't worry, i won't jump off the astronomy tower again just because you want to walk away" i laugh and he shakes his head. "i didn't mean it like that. for fucks sake, elizabeth" he says and i sigh as a tear rolls down my cheek. i realize that i keep messing up. no matter how hard i try, i always tend to mess it up. whether it's with my family, my friends, draco. all of them end the same way. with me alone.

"fuck, elizabeth, don't cry" he says looking at me "i can't help it, draco. i love you and you keep trying to walk away from me, i don't know how to get you stay" i sigh and he freezes. "i'm not leaving you, elizabeth. i didn't mean it like that. you don't have to worry about losing me, or me walking away from you. i love you too" he sighs as he grabs my hand and pulls me to him. "i came in here to ask if you wanted to come actually find a book to read to me. but now i'm thinking i'll have to go kill somebody" he laughs and i shake my head. "no need. you were right. i got myself into it. i threw the first punch" i say and he looks at me. "well, to the library then" he smiles, kissing my forehead.