My hand stayed in Delilahs while she laid on the hospital bed, her eyes closed.
Of course, every second that I replaced my hand in hers it was roughly pushed away from Cedric.
I should've seen it from the beginning, I should've understood why she couldn't let me see her mind. Because she wasn't in the right mind. She was compelled. By who, I don't know, but it angers me that I was so blinded by hurt, that I didn't see it. I didn't see that she was trying to tell me all along that she truly didn't remember kissing somebody else. She did kiss somebody else, but it wasn't her fault.
And now, she's in a horrible condition because of me. But I didn't know- in my eyes, she kissed somebody else right in front of me after telling me that she didn't want me anymore. That felt like somebody took a knife to my heart, and even though it wouldn't damage me physically, it did mentally. Seeing her kiss Oliver, after straight up telling me she didn't want me.
I should've known something was up when she kept crying without a single emotion on her face.
I should've know when I heard Cedric say blood on her wrists.
Because looking at the mark now, was making my heart sink lower and lower.
"Get your hand. Off of hers." Cedrics voice brought me out of my trance, his body sitting back in his seat with his arms crossed.
I huffed, "I won't."
He scoffed, pulling my hand away from hers. "You don't deserve to touch her. All you need to do is explain why the fuck she was crying in the hallway- again."
"I-"
"Malfoy," he glared at me. "You need to get your shit together. You get with Maddie, you lie to her and I- I get why you lied to her, I do. But then you completely ignore her, and to me, if you truly fucking loved her, you would've tried to get answers."
My eyes wanted to roll, they wanted to glare at him harder than ever. But I didn't because I knew he was right. I should've tried harder- I should've seen a lot more than I did just because I was blinded by hurt. Nobody had ever played with my heart before because it was always me doing it, but Delilah was always the only one who could.
And I hated it- I hated how much she could make my heart drop.
My eyes brimmed with tears, but I pushed them down before Cedric could see anything. "I know." Was the only I gave, because what else was I supposed to say?
"If you know, then fucking fix it." He got up from his seat, still glaring at me. "But you better tell her the truth."
The truth.
The truth would absolutely kill her. The truth would be the fact that I intentionally stayed away from her besides sex in the beginning, because I thought I was a monster. I am a monster, and even knowing what I am she still stayed by my side.
I don't deserve her - not one bit.
My hand slid into hers again, and I laid my head on her bed. Waiting was like hell - I don't sleep, I can't. So I was just sitting here, and I didn't bother to move because I knew it was my fault. It was my fault that she was here.
Another 30 minutes passed, and the moment her hand started to move I jerked up. Her eyes weren't open yet, but she took her hand out of mine to rub her eyes, a light groan leaving her lips that alerted madam pomfrey.
"Oh, good. She's awake," she came over with a bottle in her hand, in the shape of a gargoyle. She poured some of it in a small glass cup, the purple liquid swarming around until it was lifted to Delilahs mouth while she sat up. "You'll need to drink this, Dear."
She scrunched up her nose while doing so, and I couldn't help the way my own mind admired her. She truly was gorgeous, everything about her made my heart want to do a cartwheel. It made chest constrict with happiness.
"I do have to ask," Madam pomfrey took the glass from her mouth. "Is there any friend I can call, a girl, to walk you to your dorm and help you get cleaned up."
The way she shook her head lightly with tired eyes made my heart sink even further. "No ma'am. Nobody."
I cleared my throat, "Pansy Parkinson. You can get Pansy Parkinson."
Madam pomfrey walked away and Delilah looked at me like I was somebody she'd never met. Her eyes didn't hold that glint when she looked at me, and she didn't smile with joy.
And it's my fault.
She grasped the sheets, looking down at her lap. "Why are you here, Malfoy."
Ouch. I ignored the pang to my chest. "Because we should talk, Delilah."
Her eyes seemed to soften at the first name I used. "I don't want to talk. Don't you get it?" She looked up at me, her lower lip trembling. "I tried so hard to tell you I didn't do anything- but you ignored me. For weeks, Draco. And Astoria was so- so mean to me and you let it happen. I don't want to talk, you had your chance."
Before I could respond, footsteps were approaching and a very angry Pansy stormed in, her arms crossed. "If you think-"
"Parkinson," I stood up, walking towards her and I already knew she wanted to bitch Delilah out. Everybody did. Because they know my side- but they don't know hers. "I'll explain everything in a minute, just- please. Get her to her dorm safely with no rude remarks, she doesn't deserve it."
"Doesn't deserve it?!" Pansy whisper shouted, and i covered her mouth, glaring at her.
"Do you really think I'd be here if she did do it?" I asked her, and she shook her head. "All you need to know is that she was compelled. Pansy, she was telling the truth when she said she didn't remember."
I took my hand off of her mouth, Pansy's face falling when she looked around my body. It was clear as day that Pansy wanted to be friends with Delilah, I knew that day Astoria pushed Delilahs arms out from under her head in the classroom, Pansy wanted to get up and slap Astoria.
To be honest, I did too.
Slowly, Pansy started to walk towards Delilah, her eyes still wide, probably from shock. I walked out of the hospital wing, leaving the two by themselves, while I made my way back towards the great hall. By now, it was dinner time, and I needed to talk to Blaise.
Of course, when I'm so close to entering, Astoria decides to stop me by walking up towards me. "Where did you go, Dray?"
My head hurts because of you.
"To check on Delilah, Astoria." I glared at her, watching her face fall. "I know you love spitting out lies, but for once, why couldn't you shut your fucking mouth? I don't want you. I never did."
