Wrapped Up Tight [Draco Malfoy Fanfiction]

Chapter 13 - Truth

***WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS TRIGGERING CONTENT***

"Finally home, are you?" Mum said, as I went to take a shower. I ignored her. Really. What else does she want from me? I just got in an accident, my head still hurts, all I want is for Draco to be beside me, cuddling me. He's so warm. Haaaa. Anyway, I came out of the shower and Mum yelled at me.

"You're not going out for two weeks! I don't care if Draco wants to take you out, whether he died, you are NOT going out for two weeks,"

"Mum! What the hell?! I've just been in an accident, kudos to you on that one. Who fetched me from hospital while someone was at home sleeping? Oh yeah, that's it. Dad and Draco. And now you're banning me from going and seeing Draco for two weeks?!" I yelled back.

"Yes. Why not?"

"Mum, he's my boyfriend! The only reason why Dad called him to come see me was because he's my boyfriend! Dad didn't tell you because he knew you'd freak,"

"WHAT?! You.. I'm done with you, be with that fucking kid! I CAN'T CARE LESS. GO AGAINST MY RULES," Just then Dad walked in.

"Catherynn! Give her a break, let her rest. If she wants Draco, let her be,"

"Yeah, and when she has a baby at 18 years old, WHO DO YOU BLAME?! ME! BECAUSE THE MUM IS ALWAYS WRONG! SICK AND TIRED OF ALL THIS. AND JUST TO BE CLEAR, YOU STILL AREN'T GONNA GO OUT FOR TWO WEEKS!" she screamed.

"I DON'T GIVE LESS THAN TWO SHITS ABOUT YOUR BLOODY RULES," I yelled, pissed off.

I went in my room, slammed the door and cried my eyeballs out. I texted Draco telling him about what happened. Obviously, we were both sad. I cried myself to sleep that night. I locked my door the whole day. Can't she just understand that I'm hurting everywhere and all she wants to do is ruin my life? Ugh, I swear she has issues. I didn't let Dad or anyone come in. I woke up the next day feeling super, super ill. My eyes were puffy and swollen and I was so dizzy. I couldn't even stand up properly. Dad took two days off from work just to make sure I was okay. Pft. Dad's busier than Mum, and if he can take a day off, why can't Mum do it? Oh yeah that's it, she hates me now. I called Dad from my room. He unlocked the door and he gave me some painkillers. I went to sleep afterwards. I am such, a pig. I hate getting sick. While I was sleeping I could get the smell of Draco's cologne. I turned to the side and Draco was actually there.

"Babe..wha..what..how..did..what," I stuttered as I rubbed my eyes.

"Your Dad called me. He said you were really sick and maybe you'd feel better if I was here, so, I came," he said, smiling.

"I haven't even got ready let alone taken a shower,"

"You still look perfect babe,"

"Cheeseball," I said as I walked to the bathroom like a drunkard.

I finished taking a shower and I went back to my room to rest. Draco was in my room the whole time talking to Dad. It was so cute seeing the both of them talk. Dad was nice enough to have the initiative to call Draco over. I love him. He knows exactly what I need. Dad left my room as soon as I came in.

"How you feeling, baby?" Draco asked.

"Mmm.. Quite shitty,"

I looked at Draco's attire. He was using a sweater, again. But underneath his sleeve I saw something white. Like a paper towel. And there were red spots. Like blood.

"Babe, give me your arm," I said.

I unrolled his sleeve and he quickly pulled his arm back. All over his wrists were deep red lines. He cut, again. There was blood still oozing from the cuts, and he actually hit a vein.

"Draco, the cuts are deep. And you hit a vein. Go to the doctor and get it checked out please," I told him.

"These aren't even deep, really. I've gone deeper, and I've hit my vein a lot of times. Trust me it's good,"

"Why baby, why," I said as I teared.

"Don't cry.. Please," he begged.

"I can't lose you!"

"It's an addiction baby. It's hard. Plus what your Mum said that day," he said as he rolled his sleeve back down.

"Draco Malfoy please, don't listen to her. I can't see you do this to yourself. You can't do this. I know it's an addiction, but please, you have to recover. I can't lose you, please. I can't,"

"I will. But just not now honey, I'm not ready."

"Please.. For me."

"I'm not ready. I will be, by next week,"

"Next week is too long baby,"

"Soon. I'll be okay, I promise."

I buried my face in his shoulders and bawled my eyes out, again. We hugged each other and he put his head on mine. At that point I felt his tears run down my cheek. I sat up, wiped my tears and looked him in the eye. He smiled and we lay down on my bed. I was just happy I saw his cuts. He told me they were healing, but he put a paper towel under his sleeve because his sweater kept rubbing against them. His cuts were longer than usual and deeper than usual. Mum triggered him to cut. What an .. ugh. She doesn't even care if Draco died. I felt like telling Dad about Draco but I know Draco wouldn't like it. I wish Mum knew. I wish she knew she was causing someone this much pain.

Doesn't it occur to her? I want Draco to stop cutting. He said he wasn't ready to stop, but I can't lose him. My whole world would fall apart. He had to leave soon because Mum was on her way back home. He only spent about an hour with me. Which was sad. When Mum came home, I was in the living room. Dad told her I was sick and I happened to hear Dad say it. And Mum just had to piss me off.

"Yeah. Good. She deserves it. Probably from snogging that idiot again,"

"Fuck off!" I screamed at her as I went in my room and slammed the door. "Ignorant shit."

-------------------------------------------------AUTHORS NOTE------------------------------------------------------------Again, sorry for this short, boring chapter. Vote and comment, thanks for reading x I am in no way trying to romanticize self-harm I merely want to tell everyone self harm isn't the way to go. Please do not misunderstand and hate x