Draco's POV
*Starts the next morning*
I WAKE to the sound of a door being slammed.
Reluctantly, I get out of bed and make my way to the closet. Great- Time for another day of school.
I make my way downstairs. He's not home. Before I go, I take a glance at the mirror in the living room. A foreign reflection unwillingly stares back at me. My face looks stern and tired- displaying exactly how I feel, for the whole world to see. I try to mask it all- but it's helpless. The scars are still visible- both the ones inside and outside. The scars on the out side may heal but never the ones inside. They're permanent. They will never go. I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!
"AGHHHH" I throw everything that's on the fire place onto the bare floor. Pictures, ornaments everything, anything, that represents him. Every time I think of him, Bile threatens to appear in my throat.
After some time, I crouch to the floor and begin to pick everything up and put it back as I let out a sob. I leave the house and walk to school with the wind violently pressing against my face.
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Wiped Out // DRACO MALFOY {ONGOING}
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