Doors open.

THEOS POV- I would make you stay.

I starred at the picture for longer than I'd like to admit.

My fingers trembled as I typed a response, but nothing felt right.

I wanted to scream, to demand how and why.

Instead, I felt paralyzed, caught in an emotional whirlwind that left me reeling.

Where had I gone wrong?

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1:41 a.m

Malfoy
Uhhhh?
Is this for real?

My Girl
Yes?

Malfoy
Is that picture like
Right now?

My Girl
Yeah?
That's all you have to say?

My phone rang, and I hesitated for a moment then answered.

"Are you seeing this shit?" Draco yelled into the phone.

"Yup." were the only words I could get out.

"I'm on my way to her room right fucking now." He spat, I heard him shuffling around.

"See you there." I whispered as I hung up.

The anger I had inside me, I hadn't felt this kind of anger in a long time.

I just didn't get it.

I didn't want to understand.

It wasnt clicking in my fucking head.

Why was she with him?

My breath quickened as I paced the small dorm room, fists clenched and teeth gritted.

She couldn't be with him.

He wasnt right for her.

He wasnt good for her.

He was fucking insane.

And would hurt her.

Until she was nothing.

I needed to protect her from that.

I'm her best friend.

But I didn't just want to protect her; I wanted her to be with me. I had loved her from the moment she smiled at me in that little fucking train car, the way her laugh lit up the dull little compartment.

But now, she had chosen Mattheo.

The one who thrived in chaos, who wore his troubles like a badge of honor.

How could she possibly want that?

"Damn it," I muttered, running a hand through my hair in frustration.

My phone still felt like an anchor in my pocket, tethering me to the messages swirling in that group chat, the image of them that replayed in my mind like a cruel film loop.

I started for her dorm.

Draco would be there.

Surely Enzo would show up, too.

But what could any of us say that would change anything?

I felt helpless, standing on the edge of a precipice, ready to plunge into a darkness I didn't know how to navigate.

My feet were moving so fast.

That fucking picture.

As I stalked down the corridor, adrenaline pumping through my veins, the thoughts spiraling in my head felt almost suffocating. The image of Yn and Mattheo etched itself deeper into my mind, becoming a haunting reminder of how quickly everything could shift.