Drowning For You - Marauders

I Wanna Love You Forever - Jessica Simpson

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Aurora has been awake for a week now without uttering a word. The doctors seemed to think that she will remain mute either until she forces herself to speak or that she suffered too mich trauma and won't speak again.
She's been eating, little by little, but she's trying. She told herself that she overcame and survived so much in the last years and she will not die because she refuses to eat. It's taking her some time and alot of effort to consume small amounts, but she finishes as much as her body can handle.

She's heard the boys talk about her being mute when they thought she was asleep, but the truth is she's not mute. There is alot to process, alot happened in the last years and the last week. She felt like she lived lifetimes, not just one.
She's having trouble figuring out what is real and what is not. Her mind always played tricks on her during captivity, she had to create her own entertainment for fear of going crazy.

Her mind is confused. She simply doesn't know if this whole week has been real or not. The only thing that gave her hope that it could be real was the fact that Lily tried to kill her. The bitch always was jealous of Aurora.
Ginger cunt.

Speaking of Carrot Top, Aurora hasn't seen her around much. Every time Aurora walks into a room amd Lily was there she'd run like her ass was as on fire as her hair.
Aurora thought it funny. She'd sometime just walk into a room where Lily was to see the gimger cunt run like the bitch she is.

Lily had been trying to get the attention of the boys back on her since Aurora was found but they've been ignoring her. James only spoke to her regarding Harry, otherwise he'd pretend she wasn't even there. It infuriated Lily to no extend.
So here she was, waiting in James' room to talk to him. He was her first target, as soon as she has him, she'll go for the other two too. She just wanted them, no one else. She's tried, tried moving on bit no one could compare to them. They were perfect in her eyes.
Lily heard the door to the room open slowly. She waited with baited breath staring at the door with excitement. A head of blonde popped into the opening and sneered at the sight.
Aurora stood in the doorway, a sneer on her face, looking at the girl with so much hatred that Lily shuddered from it.

"Aurora was that you, doll?"
As if things couldn't get worse for Lily, James walked in behind Aurora.

Lily thought he might protect her dignity and started smirking at Aurora. Her smirk fell abruptly when she turned her gaze to James again.
He had pure disgust written on his face.

"Lily what are you doing in my room?" James asked her. There was no heat in his voice, just a cold tone that made Lily shrink back into the bed. James went to stand next to Aurora, grabbing her hand, a sign to Lily that he chose Aurora a long time ago and won't change his choice.

Lily, of course, did not catch the hint. "Jamesie, I was waiting for you. I-uh-I wanted to speak with you," Lily quickly looked over towards Aurora amd made eye contact, "alone."

James was dumbfounded, he knew she's been trying to get their attention but thought that their pretend ignorance towards her advances was giving her a big enough hint. Apparently not.
Aurora really couldn't care, she came to the room to take a nap before dinner, she's beem trying to become herself again and it's draining.

Every time Aurora thinks she broke through the last wall that's keeping her prisoner, another wall appears. She bangs against the cold concrete that surrounds her mind, fists bleeding and breath heavy, trying to break out, but it feels like a lost cause. The cage that's keeping her wings and limbs trapped seems farther away each day.
She's realized that she sleeps best in one of the beds of her former partners. Their smell having a calming affect on her mind. All three oftheir scents calm down the screaming in her mind. She kept a tight hold on her expressions, keeping her raging emotions inside. To her knowledge, no one knows the extend of what she's been through. She doesn't want theor pity.