𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

FORTY: Chosen one

"Hell raising, hair raising, I'm ready for the worst to come."

•yes the quote from the song goes have mercy please•

TYSM FOR 40,000 READS I NEVER EVER THOUGHT THIS WOULD HAPPEN!!!!

TW: SENSITIVE TOPICS, GUNS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

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"What are you holding?" I whisper

"Something that will make you stay put because CLEARLY you can not"

He grabs ahold of my wrist and drags me over to half of his bed and forces me down.

He spreads my arms and legs apart before straddling my legs and chaining my wrists and ankles up.

I can't fucking get out.

"Let me go" I hiss

"Maybe later, maybe never" he whispers against my lips before kissing them slowly.

I turn my head to the side to try and stop him but he grabs my hair and pulls me back to look at him.

"You will do as I say from now on"

"We'll see" I mutter

He scoffs at me before getting up and unlocking the door

"I'll lock it from the outside, so you can't get out darling"

And with that he leaves, making sure to lock the door once more.

I wriggle around for a bit, tugging at the restraints but it's no use.

I close my eyes and my head begins to feel dizzy. The room is spinning around. I need to get out.

I close my eyes once more and black spots invade my vision.

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I open my eyes once more and I see nothing. Its dark and everything is fuzzy.

I try and move but I remember exactly where I am. In Dracos dorm.
Trapped.

My vision clears and I can see a figure moving up towards me, I can hear noises from downstairs. There is a party.

There is something in his hand.

"Draco?" I call out

"Be quiet" he laughs

"What's the time?"

"Quite late, your pathetic body couldn't handle the pressure and you passed out"

He gets closer to me and sits down on top of my body he produces something out of his hand. He places it against my head.

"Do you know what this is?"

it's a fucking gun.

I try to not move and he pressed the gun harder against my temple.

"Its the only muggle invention I like having to use"

I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out.

"Everybody would think of it as nothing if I pulled the trigger darling"

"What do I have to do to make you stop it" I murmur

"Surrender yourself"

This really is life or death.