A heard foot steps walking towards my door, hoping it was Draco. The door swung open and I flinched pulling the hoodie over my head even more. Not know if it was Seamus coming back to finish what he started.
I looked up frightened to what I might see next.
"Draco what happened?" I notice that he had ice in his knuckles. Wondering what he had done.
"Don't worry about it. He got what he deserved"he sat on the edge of my bed, staring at me.
"So you gonna tell what actually happened" he got up from my bed and grabbed my hand very lightly pulling me up. He patted the empty bed next to him, signalling for me to sit next to him.
I told him everything from how he hit me and touched me. I felt disgusting even talking about it. I could still feel his hands all over me.
"Fucking bastard, I should of hit him harder" I giggled quietly, hoping he wouldn't notice. He looked at me with a smile from ear to ear.
"Anyways I going to go and get a shower" he walked back to his room letting me get a shower.
The water was still cold when I got in, I closed my eyes enjoying the cold sensation all over my body. I scrubbed my body as hard as I could until I couldn't feel his hands all over me anymore. Blood spots appeared all over my body as I scrubbed to hard.
My thought were all scrambled I didn't know what to think anymore
Do it
Just once
Or twice
You know you want to
Your worthless letting him touch you like that
Your disgusting
I put some short on and a T-shirt, revealing all my mistakes, all different sizes and thickness. My thought become the worst of me. I grabbed a small knife from my draw and sat at the end of my bed.
DO IT
and just like that I put the blade up to my forearm and stared at it for a while. I graceful swiped the blade across my skin, making the white line turn to red. Release. Voices was gone. It felt amazing. I didn't feel any pains as I was used to it by now. I keep going.
One
Two
Three
Four
I've lots count by now.
The thought of death frightens me.
But the thought of dying intrigues me.
The feeling when you haven't eaten in days, starving but also always feel sick.
When you relapse after a long time being clean, the relief but also regret afterwards.
When you stand up to fast, the dizziness and slight blackness in my vision, having to stop what I'm doing making sure I don't fall.
When you self harm, the tingling and numb feeling, physically and mentally, watching the white line turn to red, coldness filling up your body.
A warm pool of blood dripped from my arm onto the floor. I sat still for a moment, realising what I had just done. But I deserved it. I put the knife down and layer back. My numb arms fall to the side of me. Letting the blood still ooze out my wounds.
My eyes felt heavy, my head pounding.
Am I dying?
"Y/n, can I come in?" Draco muttered through the other side of the bathroom door.
"Shit, one second" I ran to my desk side table were I kept all my tissues. I grabbed all of them and started the clean as much of the blood I can but that didn't work. Wiping my arms down hoping it was all just go away.
"Y/n are you okay" he sounded worried.
"Draco I'm fine don't come in...im naked" I tried to make up an excuse but knowing Draco even if I was naked or not he still wouldn't care.
The door flung open
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Some Lies Will Bleed
FanfictionY/n and Draco have been enemies since day one. Y/n and Pansy kept in contact over the years and became good friends. When they all went back to Hogwarts Draco was distant and was the same old Draco he was before. However no one knew y/n had a secret...
