"You could've been more rough with me"
SAGE WALTMORE"HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?" Pansy asked. I rubbed my thumb over my scabbed and bruised knuckles. I punched a brick wall, possibly could have broken it. I blew the smoke between my lips, the cigarette remaining between my fingers.
"Good" I responded. I stared at the beautiful landscape. Pansy and I sat on the thick railing of a balcony. We're about 100 feet high or more. Definitely more.
"Hasn't Draco told you to stop smoking?" She asked.
My eyes shoot over to hers in an instant. "It doesn't matter what he says, he smokes too and I really don't care to talk about him right now" I respond.
Pansy scoffed, "Will it always be like that between you two?" She asked. "Be like what?"
"Arguments, sex, and then you forgive one another" She says.
I begin to respond but she interrupts me. "Sometimes I wish you two hadn't confirmed your relationship, it's only been 5 days and-"
"Pansy. It's been more than that. Saying you're in a relationship is just a factor. Mentally we've been in a relationship before it got confirmed" I calmly say.
Draco gets upset at the littlest things. He assumed I was going out with another guy because I didn't wear anything under this dress.
It's a white dress that flows in the wind. He said I was whoring myself out so I threw a book at him. It obviously didn't hit him but a part of me wish it'd knock some sense into him.
I slipped a pair of black stockings on and a black jacket and walked out of his dorm. I wouldn't call our relationship toxic.
It's just complicated.
Pansy softly pushes hair behind my ear. "You're gorgeous" She compliments.
"So why do you set yourself up like this?" She whispers.
"Gorgeous doesn't buy reasons Pans" I sighed. Pansy removed her touch and continued licking this...this...what the hell even is that?
"What's that?" I asked.
"A Jolly Rancher" she replied.
I scrunched up my eyebrows in confusion.
"An American candy, it's actually delicious. I have literally a box full of them. All of the flavors as well" Pansy bragged.
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