snow on the beach - g. weasley

1. confusion

stay - rihanna

"makes me feel like I cant live without you"

As my eyes open I take in my surroundings. My mind ponders and all I can think of is the night before. Everything ached. My head was pounding, my eyes stung. All of this was hell. George and I broke up. Tears welled up in my eyes again. I thought we were forever. I know it's cliche, but I thought George was the one. Just because I hate him right now, that doesn't mean I want anyone but him.

I throw my head back and groan, I'm not even sure if I can get myself out of bed this morning. I don't feel anything. I don't feel like a person. Slowly, I lift my head up and throw the covers off, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed. My best friend Lana is singing in the shower of the dorm that we share with Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell. We're all in the same friend group, so it works quite well, but sadly that friend group also consisted of the twins and Lee.

Lana and I have been best friends since 2nd year. In 1st year we hated each other, sharing a dorm was hell. The more we paid attention to each other though, the more we realised we had much in common. We had the same sense of style, read the same books and listened to the same music. After I caught her listening to Tears for Fears, a muggle band formed in the 80's, we immediately became best friends. For her, listening to muggle music helped her escape from her blood supremacist parents, me on the other hand, I just liked the band.

*Flashback*

"What do you mean we're over George!?" I yelled. "You know what you did! You disgust me!" George screamed back. Those words shattered my heart. I felt my eyes water and my head start to throb. "Don't fucking cry. You don't deserve to get upset after what you did!" George says, his voice cracking.

*Flashback over*

The pure thought of the memory made me feel sick to my stomach. What had I done? My heart ached when I saw the look on George's face. Although he was angry and yelling, I could tell he was hurting, putting on a mask. He said I was drunk, and I believed him. Recently I've developed a habit where I get out of hand when I'm drinking, but surely I couldn't have done anything that bad, right?

Lana walked out of the bathroom, her eyes floated up to mine and she could immediately tell something was wrong, rushing over to be by my side. It was just us in the dorm, Angelina and Katie were at quidditch practice.

"Indianna what happened? Are you alright? You know that I'll kill anyone you want me to."

"Me and George broke up, he claims I 'did something' and that 'I know what it is'. But I swear to fucking god Lana I have no idea" I rant. The tears are slowly leaking out as I confess.

When I got back to the dorm last night she was already in bed. I was numb and tired, I didn't want to wake her, she had a divination exam the day after, she needed all the sleep she could get.

"I believe you, and I know you wouldn't do anything that would've torn you two apart purposely Indiana. He's officially lost his marbles. What's gotten into him?!" She exclaimed "And besides, even if you did do something, I would still have your back. That's what best friends are for." She smiles at me in reassurance.

And while I'm hurt, I smile back through the tears. "I just want everything to go back to how it was. When we were together, and he still loved me" I started sobbing uncontrollably after the words left my mouth, slowly realising that the future that I had had planned was now ruined. I wanted a future with George, needed one. I hadn't planned for anything else.

Lana wrapped her arms around me and crushed me into a hug. "If it makes you feel better, I never liked him", and as much as I wanted to believe it, I knew it was a lie. Lana and George were friends, we all were, but I still loved her for trying to make me feel better.