𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 | Draco Malfoy

43 | I knew you'd linger like a tattooed kiss

DRACO
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I just got back from the bar, taking off my coat before walking upstairs. I took time to think, a lot of time, and now that I'm calm I'm able to talk to her and hear her side of the story. I wasn't good at staying angry, and I'd missed her, despite only being gone for two hours.

But when I open her door, she's not there. Enzo is. It's two am and he's stuffing clothes into a suitcase. "What are you doing?" I asked him with a frown, entering the room. Enzo looked at me with pure anger in his eyes. "You disgust me, Draco.." He hissed, pointing his finger at me.

"Answer my damn question. What are you doing and where is she?" I asked, raising my voice. Enzo scoffed, running a hand through his hair. "I just brought her to a hotel in London. She was so hysterical that she couldn't even talk. You overreacted, and I'm sick of you." Enzo said.

Wait, what?

"What do you mean?! Why is she in a hotel?" I said worriedly, my insides twisting. I just left to calm down— I didn't think that she'd leave me. "Don't play dumb with me. I'm not even gonna answer that." Enzo said, closing the suitcase.

"I'm staying with her. I can't stand being near you right now. Don't try to contact her or me." He said, taking the suitcase in his hand, then walked right passed me. I follow him downstairs, bombing him with questions, but he ignores me.

And then he leaves.
And I wonder what the fuck I've done.

HER
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It's a rainy day today. I want to stand outside on the balcony and let the rain wash away all my sorrow. But I can't even seem to get out of bed. My chest feels hollow from all that I've lost, and even the beats of my heart feel lifeless.

I realize and remember.

Draco healed me, healed all of my inner scars, then ripped them and many new ones open with just one sentence. 'I never want to see you again'.

And a part of me hates him so much that I feel the same. But the other part of me is willing to sacrifice everything just to have him back. I'd go through hell just to be with him again. But it's all useless. He hates me, he doesn't care about me anymore.

Somehow, someday, I'll have to find a way to move on. Maybe not right now, but someday.

I turned over on my back, and then look around the room for the first time. It's large, and beautiful, but I wasn't quite capable of appreciating that. Because I'd still do anything to be waking up next to Draco. Instead, I looked at the bed on the other side of the room, and see Ezra sitting in bed, reading a book. I look at the couch on my left, and see Enzo there.

And I'm glad that I'm not alone.

"Hey, you're up.." Ezra said when he saw me. He walked over to the table, took a plate of food and placed it down on my nightstand. "I'm not gonna ask you how you're feeling, because that'd be a stupid question," He said, sitting down on the edge of my bed. "How'd you sleep?"

For the first time since last night, I opened my mouth to talk again. "Great." I lied, feeling already exhausted after speaking one word. Ezra smiled sadly. "You can stay here as long as you need. We'll figure something out later, but don't worry about that now. Just take your time. And tell us if you want us to leave." He said.