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"𝕬m I pathetic?" I voiced out loud, keeping my eyes closed as the boy raked his fingers through my hair gently, my fingers fiddling together, a permanent sting underneath my ring finger from where i've constantly been playing with my promise ring,
"Why do you ask that?" Scarlette inquired quietly, sat on the opposite end of my bed, flipping through the pages of the Witch Weekly magazine, my lips pouting together as I shifted slightly, breathing out heavily,
"Because i'd run back to him in a heartbeat"
"No, you're not pathetic because you're in love, baby. You didn't have a choice in this, he did this to you and I feel no remorse in telling you he cried himself to sleep last night because of it, like he has done most of the past two weeks. He's having to live with the consequences of it now—"
"I don't want him to hurt, Sirius I-"
"I know you don't, and neither do we but he deserves to have to have to live with it for a while, Lolo. He broke up with you in front of everyone and said he regrets being with you. We all know that's not true, but it hurt your feelings, we all know it, it hurt us too having to watch it....." He trailed off, glancing up to his girlfriend for support, who was currently holding her tongue so she didn't absolutely slander the boy who was both his best friend and the boy her best friend was irrevocably in love with. She was still mad, Sirius knew that, he was a witness and listen to her frustrated rants about the actions of the werewolf.
"See you're saying this, and I want to defend him still. I am pathetic! He broke up with me and I still want to defend him for it" I cried out, rubbing my hands over my face with a groan, wanting nothing more than to soothe this constant headache banging in my skull relentlessly.
It's been another week since that potions classroom— and we've not spoken another word to one another. Sometimes we would lock eyes for a few moments before one of us would turn away because we couldn't bare not looking into them without being in each other's arms or just being affectionate like we were before.
Another week without him.
Hope lettered me after hearing the news from someone— which I then found out was James grassing up Remus by telling his mum. Hope wasn't happy to say the least and apologised on Remus' behalf, and then I wanted to defend him again to his own mother, who couldn't believe the news. She reassured me if I needed anything to go to her and she hopes Remus comes around and makes it up to me because she's sure i'm the only one for him. She also sent a little care package with some fuzzy socks, a muggle book, some muggle sweets and chocolates. She's really the best.
"Make him suffer then Wills, give yourself some of the power. When he comes stumbling back to you, which he will, make him really work for it" Scarlette muttered, my nose wrinkling up, grumbling when Sirius retracted his hands, a chuckle sounding from him, continuing to stroke through my hair, leaning down and kissing my forehead, knowing my nose was specifically off limits to kiss no matter how odd it sounds.
