The Lock To His Key

39. Guilt 😞

(Isabella's Pov)
I looked at Draco.
He was staring blankly into the wall.

I turned around, and felt his eyes burnt into my skin. We looked at each other, waiting to see who'd make the first move.

"I didn't mean to push you like that."
It sounded like he struggled to talk.

I didn't say anything. I can't just forgive him.

"D-did I hurt you?"
Draco stuttered, he doesn't stutter ever.

"Not physically." I said.

He moved over so we were next to each other.
My heart pounded.

"Why didn't you tell them?" He asked
"Tell who what?" I said.
"Enzo, Theo, what I did to you." He said.

"I wasn't doing you any favors. They would've told Mattheo, and I don't want him leaving on a rough note." I said.

He sat up and gulped.
"I'm sorry for everything I said and." He paused.

I heard him sniffle, and his eyes went from dry and white, to wet and red.

He took quick breaths, and put his hands in fists. His lips parted, but no words came out.

His face turned red, and he started fanning himself. His body started trembling and he stood up. He put his hands on the bed, and carried his weight with his forearms. Out of nowhere he shivered, and then went back to fanning himself.

He grabbed the headboard, and leaned forward. His forehead rested on top of the headboard.

He let the headboard go, and his hands left behind sweat marks. He shivered again, and his body jerked.

I didn't know what was happening.

"Draco what's going on?" I said.
I grabbed his hand, but he yanked it away.

"Draco I need to know what's going on."

He sat on the floor, and leaned against the wall.

"You're scaring me, please tell me what's happening." I said worried.

He looked up at me with bags under his eyes.
"P-panic attack." He said before panting.

Fuck.

I don't know what to do, I've had minor attacks but nothing as bad as this.

I knelt down and grabbed his face.

I thought back to the times I've freaked out, and Draco's comforted me.

He holds me, tells me he's here for me, says I'm okay, and to breathe.

I sat beside him wrapping my arms around his body, leaning his head into my shoulder.

I was still really mad, but I need to calm him down before I say anything.

"You're gonna be okay Draco, I'm right here.
Just relax. It's gonna end I promise." I said.

He sat up, and moved away from me.

"Isabella don't hate me, please don't say you hate me."

"It was just an argument, I don't hate you."

"I got aggressive with you. My anger took over I'd never hurt you, Isabella please believe me."

This was a hard situation.
I can't forgive him just because he feels guilty.

He slut shamed me multiple times, interrupted me, pushed me against a wall.

"I swear Isa, I swear." He cried in desperation."