Delilah Pierce didn't have the best home life, and when in school she tended to blend in with the crowd. She didn't mind it though, she was perfectly content with her 2 friends and her brother.
But what happens when she comes back to her six year a...
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Fear is one of the most terrible emotions any person can feel, it paralyzes your body in place, and you feel your heart beating out of your chest. Then with fear comes the nerves, and you get all jittery and feel your stomach drop. Right now, as I stand in front of Reg's door I feel that fear and that tension clawing at my body.
I don't know what to expect, I don't know what's on the other side of the door, and that terrifies me. I take a deep breath and put my hand on the handle hesitating only for a second before opening it.
The room is trashed, books thrown everywhere, clothes scattered all over the floor, there are shards of glass on the floor from broken mugs. Reg's bed is empty, it looks like it hasn't been touched in a while.
I walk in carefully to not step on the glass, "Reg?"
no response.
"Reg?" my voice comes out a little more alarmed now.
There's no response again, but I hear a sniffle on the other side of the room. I turn my head towards the noise.
Kay's bed.
My breath shudders and I slowly make my way to the bed. The emerald curtains are shut around it, but I see the shadow of a figure laying on the mattress, closing my eyes I open the curtains. I wait a second before opening them again, as i'm not sure if i'm ready to see what awaits for me on the other side of it.
When my eyes open again, i'm met with such a heartbreaking sight, my heart physically hurt.
Regulus lays there curled up into himself, his hair is messy and unkept, I see the old tear stains running down his face being covered by new ones. His body is trembling and he is covered in one of Kay's jumpers.
I place the plate on the night stand and gently sit on the bed next to him, he opens his eyes and looks at me but his eyes are unfocused, it like he's staring through me instead.
He's dissociating.
"Regulus... can you come back to me, hun?" I coax softly, running my hand through his hair.
He doesn't respond but his eyes show a glint of awareness.
"Come on, Reg." I caress his tear stained cheek to try to ground him. "Come back"
He blinks a few times and now he looks at me, He still looks a little disoriented but it's progress. I conjure a glass of water and sit him up, gently pushing the glass to his pale lips. It takes him a second but eventually he starts drinking it.
It takes some time to get him back to himself but I managed, now he's staring at me with the most heartbroken expression there is to exist.
