Chapter Four

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Tira's POV

I sat on the floor of the room with the green carpet. When I had woken from my nap, I had felt my phone buzz in my hand. Looking down, I saw it was a text from Cole.

C: Tira, why didn't you tell me?

Six words, twenty one letters, pierced my heart. Why didn't I tell him I was leaving? Why didn't I tell him that I left? Why didn't I tell him I missed him? Why haven't I told him yet? What do I tell him now?!

I felt a sob escape my mouth. It was like my dream. We had been running, and he had been telling me it was only a little bit further. Then everything had gone black. It skipped a few pieces, but it feels like it wasn't over yet.

Why didn't I tell him about my dream? Why, Why, Why?!

Another sob escaped me, as a tear leaked from my eye. Why did I have to leave?

I fell into a pit of despair. The room seemed to drop a few degrees. The air turned cold, and I shivered, and cried some more.

I was almost in a puddle when there was a knock on the door, and a voice echoing in the room.

"You okay?" I heard Draco ask with his British accent.

I shook my head, and sniffled, trying to pull in my sobs.

"what's wrong?" He asked.

"why do you care?" I asked. I didn't really care why he asked, but I didn't feel like pouring out my petty... what do you call it? Would it be called problems? Wasn't it too soon to be having problems?

Yeah it was too soon.

"Does it matter?" He asked me.

"No."

"Do you want to talk?"

"Do you?"I asked snippily.

"Either way."

I sat there silently, in my little puddle of self pity.

"Why- why are you crying?" He asked hesitantly.

"I don't know."

"You don't know why your crying?" He asked, kind of confused.

"No. I don't know what to say. To Cole, or to ... myself." I could almost see Draco, sitting next to me uncomfortably.

"Why?"

"How do I tell some one I've been abducted, been taking to England, with out Cole, told I'm a wizard, and been told I have about two months to learn something that normally takes people six years, and that I've left to go to a different school, and I don't know that I'm coming back?" I asked Draco.

"You just said it fine."

I sputtered. "Well, how do I do that with out seeming like a creep, who's gone crazy?! Or like I've become a psychopath? I'd be saying I'm a wizard for Christmas sake!"

Draco seemed to nod, like he understood. "I think- I think he'd understand better then you'd think." He said mysteriously. I looked strangely at him.

He smiled weakly, and gave me a pat on my head as he stood up. He reached a hand down to me, and I grabbed it as he pulled me to my feet.

"Ready to go eat more breakfast?" He asked.

"You can keep that." He said, as I tried to give my phone back. He seemed to know I didn't call Cole. I smiled gratefully, and put it in my back pocket.

"Thanks Draco." I wondered who couldn't have thought that he was nice. At this moment... I'm not going to finish that sentence.

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