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Chapter 20 - You're Alive, But Are You Living?
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Draco tossed and turned, a thin line of sweat between his brows as he thought about him. He could hear the cackling of his laughter in the back of his head, taunting him, almost in a mocking manner.
The ugly sneer on that man's face, even the sounds of people clapping at his victory. He could see the cloaks over the bodies of the people giving a foreboding emotion in the pit of his stomach.
He could do nothing as he watched the iron reach closer and closer to his skin.
He snapped his eyes open, darting in every direction. His nails pressed into his palm to reassure himself that he was no longer there, that it was a simple nightmare.
Could he even do this? Was it too late to escape? Draco huffed, dragging a hand over his face in exasperation. 'Of course I can' He tried to convince himself.
He closes his eyes, a feels the phantom pinch of hot iron stinging his forearm.
The laughter echoing until his eyes snap wide awake again. This time keeping his consciousness active.
Draco tosses in bed and instead faces in the direction of the other sleeping figure from a distance. The small huffs of oxygen exiting from his mouth, as he inhaled and exhaled.
He wished that he could sleep as peacefully as the other. Instead he's awake trying to chase away those awful laugh that still whisper into his ears.
Draco tightens his eyes closed trying to follow a rhythm of his sleep. 'Inhale...exhale...inhale...' Soon enough he loses consciousness and drifts off.
Fingers snap in front of his face. Chopped distorted voices whispering around him as his eyes are glued down to the floor. There was a cold fish of wind that fluttered past him in mockery.
"It'll all be over soon." A voice spoke.
He merely nods his lips chapped and dry from licking them.
"You know I love you right?"
"Yes," Draco responded.
"And you know that I would never hurt you, or do anything that would make you hate us, me."
