Some misconceptions were that Lenora Hawthorne was some weird, innocent, idiotic teen girl. Though, the ones who actually knew her knew that she was way more than just some innocent girl. Barring an Allegiance to The Dark Lord, And his Son With Came...
Tw:mentions of attempted suicide, self-harm.(only in the beginning.), they'll be drinking in this chapter also.
A/N:i'm also changing the face claim of lance to Tom Blythe, because i think he suits his character more. here's a photo:
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_____________________________ IT HAD BEEN AN INSUFFERABLE FEW MORNINGS, always waking up sweaty and having that same night terrors.
Nothing different, always the same.
It was an understatement to say that time repeated itself, i found myself in this reoccurring loophole that always appeared in my dreams.
The days that went by always blended together, nothing ever changed, Never.
They created one endless suffocating loop, that threatened to swallow me hole if i let it, But i was taught to never let my guard down, not even in my weakness moments.
And though i sat the edge of my bed with a blade in my hand threatening me to draw my last unforgivable breath, i never found myself building up enough courage to do it.
It was moments like those i found myself stuck inside, drowning.
"Lenny," Gina's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Are you okay?"
"Oh, yeah sorry. what where you saying?"
"I was asking what i should wear to the party tonight, you weren't listening?"
"No- sorry i was just.. Uhm.. i just got lot in my thoughts."
"So.. Answer the question?" She chuckled, holding up a light pink dress, and a black one.
"Pink one suits you better, blacks boring."
"Hey, you wear black all the time and i don't tell you it's boring!"
"Go with the pink one, G. I want to wear black tonight, i mean we can match but—"
"Ok, Fine i'll go with pink. But only because i love you!"
"Also, How's your brother doing? Not that i care, or anything.." Gina asked.
"He's doing.. Fine, i guess. He's still not the same as he was, but he's not in any pain." i answered, looking through my closet for some shoes to wear. "Remus took him to the hospital wing after last night, considering he was a danger to himself.. and others."
"so, they haven't figured out what spell You-Know-Who put on him yet?" she questioned.
