The love you'd find in books | Regulus Black

42.

TW// sh, suicide mention.
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Sirius' POV:

"-Oh, Y/N...
-I'm sorry."

I sighed and kneeled next to her.

"-Don't apologise. It's okay."

I took the bandages under her bed and started to wrap her arms in it, putting some bandaids as well where I couldn't put any bandages.

"-Sirius?
-Yes?
-Why can't I stop?
-Stop what?
-Everything. This, she said gesturing to her arms, the feelings I have, life...
-Y/N, you're turning fifteen in two months, you've lived fifteen fucking years and you want to end it all now? Believe me, that's not worth it."

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"-Sirius? What happened?
-Hm?
-What happened? You've got bloods on your hands.
-Not mine.
-What do you mean, not yours? Whose blood is this?
-Uh... That's a really good question. It's, uh— I started to put pressure on my hands while rubbing it, trying to get the blood off it, it's... Why isn't going away, what the hell?
-It's blood, Sirius. You can't just get it off your hands like that, you need to wash your hands. Said James.
-Oh, yeah, right. I'll be—
-That still doesn't tell me whose blood it is... Said Remus.
-Remus, love, I can't tell you because if I say shit, the blood won't be on my hands but on my whole body. That means I'm going to get killed. I really do want to tell you though but I also want to live, you know?"