Game

Pleasure is a great factor

Mature content ahead. ⚠️
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Y/N Y/L/N POV

"Draco..?" I asked, praying he would say something.

Suddenly, he pulled me into a hug. I hugged back for a second before pulling back.

Draco had more emotional eyes now. Pity and happiness.

"I don't know what to say. I'm so happy your parents are ok, but they're in more danger involved with Tom's shenanigans than they are in a hospital bed." Draco stated.

"I know. That's why I need to do something." I collapse onto the bed.

"Well, talk to them. I know I sure would love to." Draco spoke, sounding a little excited.

"I can't." I let out.

"Why not?"

"Because. Tom...he said...he said that he'd end the entire Malfoy bloodline if I told them anything." I confessed.

I stared at the flower design on the blanks to avoid eye contact.

"That's..unfortunate." Draco moved out.

He grabbed my hand and squeezed it.

I looked back up at him, his face also puzzled and thinking.

Oh no. Why did I tell him? I just fucking told him he and his entire family is on the line. What the hell was I thinking?!

"Let's eat," I spoke and got out of bed.

Draco followed and I took a seat opposite the other chair. He did the same.

I watched as he blinked a few times and his expression returned to normal. Great, now he's going to act all cool for my sake. Damn it. It really is always my fault.

The hungry in my stomach slowly faded as I realized now he had to feel what I had to feel. God, what have I done? I wasn't going to mess with him anymore, I should have just left all of this to myself. GOODNESS!

Draco looked into my eyes and I immediately fixed my worried expression.

I put on a small smile and started to take a plate.

I shoved the food down my throat. I didn't want to eat, but I didn't want to disappoint him anymore.

Draco picked up his fork and began to eat off his plate.

"How's the food?" He asked.

"Good," I answered, swallowing a mouth full of spaghetti.

Maybe I should have waited to tell him. At least it would resolve this stupid tension in the air.

I quickly ate the entire plate and left the table.

Draco watching me leave, I could only imagine a disappointed look on his face.

My hands started to fumble with themselves as I cussed myself out in my head.

Why do I always have to be so stupid?

I enter the bathroom and there was a toothbrush and toothpaste already ready.

I squeezed some toothpaste onto the bristles and ran it under the water. Then, I began to brush.

I could feel goosebumps and my heart racing. I swear if I don't do something, I might come close to a panic attack. I'm back at square one. Why does there have to be so many problems! Why my parents now? Why? As soon as I feel in charge and in control, Tom has to take it away from me. He has leverage and I'm still looking for Mattheo.