TW: sh flashbacks (minor)
Y/N's pov:
This is it. I've reached the end. I'm tired and overwhelmed with the upcoming events. 5 minutes. 5 minutes to be free. To breathe air without being suffocated by tasks, requests, and consequences. Narcissa came upstairs to get me. We walked down the stairs approaching the grand double-wide doors. I looked over to cissy who had glassy eyes. She hugged me wrapping her warm presence around my hollow shell. I was numb. From my fingertips to my feet I could no longer feel anything. I felt paralyzed. If cissy weren't holding me I would be on the ground instead of at eye level. As we gathered ourselves the doors creaked open revealing very particular faces. Bellatrix, Tom, Mattheo, Draco, Theo, Lucious, Snape, etc. Narcissa and I took our seats. I was placed next to Tom and Draco. Mattheo was a seat away from Tom. Enzo and Theo were across from me. We all held our heads down in respect. In all honestly the last thing this sorry excuse of a human deserves is respect, especially mine. Voldemort cleared his throat before speaking. "As you all know we have shown up in the presence of Octavia Lestrange who will become our newest member." As he continued to talk, I couldn't focus on anything but the fear. It was like a pounding headache that wouldn't go away. "Lestrange come here." Voldemort paused for a moment, "Try not to let the fear take over we wouldn't want a little girl in our hands." He sat up. I looked over at Draco with furrowed eyebrows and teary eyes. I felt something grab my thigh. It was cold. I looked over to see Tom's hand. I looked at Tom and then at Mattheo. Tom let go of me allowing me to stand up. Once I pried myself out of the chair, I walked over to moldy voldy. Voldemort reached out for my arm, successfully grasping it. He put his wand against my boney forearm. 'Don't show him any weakness.' He was in my head. I looked over at Mattheo who was now staring at me. I looked away quickly. 'Didn't plan on it.' I heard Theo chuckle very lightly. Were they all in my damn head? Voldemort applied more pressure between the wand and my arm. I closed my eyes. The scars. The pain. The blood trickling down to my thighs. Damn it Y/N get a hold of yourself. As he muttered something under his breath, waves of stabbing pains entered my chest and abdomen. My chest was tight. My stomach was clenched from one organ to the other. If hell had a feeling, this was definitely it. Once it was over everyone cheered. They all gathered around Voldemort. My legs were shaking. My lips quivered. My eyes became barriers built up against tears that threatened to fall. Everything slowed down. Mattheo and Draco got on each side of me helping me walk. Tom stood in front clearing a path for us. Theo guarded the back. Third person pov:The five individuals walked through hallway after hallway in search of Tom's room. Once they made it everyone piled in. Mattheo and Draco still holding up Y/N. Tom clearing off the bed. Theo cleared the room of any lighters, knives, blades, razors, quills, and anything that could cause harm. Mattheo and Draco walked Y/N over to the bed. Y/N was trembling from head to toe. It was all too much. She had been holding so much in when she should have let it out. The pain washed over her making her mind a fuzzy mess. She screamed in agony. "Please just make it stop. I don't care what you have to do just please make it stop. Please." She cried. Her hands roamed her body in a panicky matter. She squirmed trying to make it better. Theo and Draco had to sit down. Seeing Octavia in so much pain broke them. Tom had made his way to the bathroom to find a cool rag to put on her mark. He knew what it felt like to be in such unbearable pain. Mattheo had slid down the wall now sitting on the ground watching the girl in front of him. When Tom came back out with the rag and medication Mattheo stood up. "Is there anything we can do? Maybe a spell? A high dosage of advil?" Mattheo wondered. Tom held up the bottle in his hand, "800 milligrams." Mattheo let out a breath. The four walked over to Y/N who was now laying on the bed. They all sat down next to her. Once she took the meds and applied the cool rag, they all decided to lay down. Draco and Tom slept on the ground. Theo had gotten the couch. Mattheo refused to leave her side. He slept on the ground next to the bed. He waited until she fell back asleep before shutting his eyes. Y/N's pov: I woke up a few moments ago. I looked around the room. The only familiar things were the four boys who had stayed with me last night. My arm was throbbing. My head was pounding faster than my heartbeat. I looked around for a clock. "9:05" Tom said. I looked in his direction to see his hands filled with water and advil. "Take these. They will help." He set the objects in my open hands. "I'm going to shower. If you need anything Mattheo is awake." Tom went to walk towards the bathroom. "Tom?" I mumbled. "Yes, darling?" He turned halfway, enough to see me. "Thank you." I stood up walking over to him. Before thinking about it, my arms were around his body. He was tense. He relaxed a bit wrapping his arms around me lightly. It only lasted a few moments until I pulled away. He smiled at me before walking to the bathroom. Tom was different. He showed his services in an odd way. I felt a slight amount of sadness for him. He gave so much only to receive so little. ~time skip 4 weeks~ Mattheo's pov:Octavia has been dating some guy, Chase, for a couple of weeks now. I don't know how many of us feel about him. The group and I have only heard negative things from her mouth. The arguments, wasted tears, and nights spent overthinking whether or not he's worth it. In fact, right now they are talking about him cheating on her with some girl, daphne, last night at a party. I'm sure we would hear about everything soon. The group was scattered around the common room when the door opened. There was yelling. He was telling her about all her imperfections. All of us were now standing ready to defend her if needed. We all watched how his words cut the surface of her delicate skin. She was just standing there watching him. Her face was settled. Her eyebrows were raised. She was nodding while staring at anything but him. Y/N's pov:"You wanna hear me say it, Chase? Because I sure do have a lot to share with you." I inhaled, "I hate my personality. I hate my genetics. I hate my appearance. I hate my body. I hate my jokes. I hate how I act around others. I hate the way I laugh. I hate me. But the thing I hate most about the person I am is the fact I can't let you go. How every time I close my eyes it's you. And every time I let you back in, you destroy me. I hate how I still let you play the victim when it was the crime you committed. So for now I'm done. Done being social. Done being around you. Done fighting for a little bit of hope that maybe one day you will come around and make up for everything you did. I'm done being with you." Tears were now streaming down my face. In a split second my face started stinging. I brought my hand up to my cheek. I looked at him with wide eyes. He slapped me. Before I got the chance to walk away, he grabbed my wrists. I made eye contact with him before he was tackled by Mattheo. Draco and Enzo were blocking the common room entrance. Tom and Theo were spectating the fight. Pansy and Kate ran over to me holding me. They rushed me to the boy's dorm. They set me on the bed. "I need to tell you something." I said rubbing my temple. "Pansy where's the gauze?" Kate yelled from the bathroom. "I'm not sure. Have you seen the advil or icepacks anywhere?" Pansy responded. "Guys?" I tried getting their attention. They kept pacing around the room. "I'm pregnant." I blurted out. They both froze. "What?" Pansy asked staring at me. "I know. I'm carrying my chase's baby." I started crying which caused them to cry. They held me for a little before the door opened. The boys walked in with puzzled looks on their faces when they saw us three huddled together sobbing. How am I gonna explain this one?
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