You're Somebody Else ~ Flora CashI couldn't even begin to explain how I felt. Darkness crept into every inch of my body, making me feel empty and numb. Hollow. It was almost as if I was unable to show emotion. As though a switch had been flicked or a giant chunk had been ripped out of me as I now sat there on the floor of the room I had woken up in only an hour before. The cold of the dark marble floor not even affecting me in the slightest as I stared down at my wrists, seemingly mesmerised by the blood that slowly dripped from my burns and cuts from the silver cuffs.
It was the only sign that showed I was still alive, the only sign that my body still bled and hurt like a normal person's, even though I was now unable to feel it. I barely even felt like a person anymore. But then again was I ever just a person? Reluctantly I stood up, making my way over to the set of dark oak drawers in front of the kingsized bed, ready to set about cleaning the cuts and stinging burns with the water and washbowl that was placed on top of them. A mirror sat perched on the drawers, the glass was broken into fragments but it's intricate black frame still held every shattered piece of it in place. I stared at my reflection, my brows furrowing in confusion as I looked at my wings, the once tawny brown of my feathers seemed to be darkening, my horns now doing the same. Instantly my hands brushed over my feathers and horns, the contact of my fingers making them darken into an inky black in the blink of an eye.
I stepped back, my chest rising and falling quickly as I watched my appearance change before my very eyes. As I watched myself disappear until a stranger stared back at me. Until a Death Eater stared back at me. I wanted to scream, to cry or to at least try and show how I felt but I couldn't. I just stood there helplessly, looking down at my forearm at the black mark that twisted and contorted on my skin. A dull ache spread from the mark, travelling through the veins in my arm and spreading to my wings. At first, the sensation was bearable but suddenly a shooting pain ripped its way through the joints of my wings causing me to drop to my knees. A blood-curdling scream escaped from my lungs as the sound of breaking bones filled my ears. The noise alone made me feel sick to my stomach. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead as I tried to tolerate the pain, my body wrenching while I gritted my teeth.
Droplets of blood slowly trickled down my wings, eventually falling on to the marble floor as the doors to the room flew open. I was too exhausted from the pain to look up as one last excruciating crack caused my body to collapse on to the marble floor completely. Two black sharp horns now piercing through at the joint in my wings. It was done. My side had been chosen and I could feel every ounce of light I had left in me leaving my body with every passing second. My breathing was heavy and laboured as my eyes flickered closed. I didn't pay any attention to the cautious footsteps that approached me, I was just relieved that, for the now, the pain seemed to be fading.
Ever so gently, a cold hand touched my arm, the thumb gently rubbing my skin with such caution I wondered whether I was actually being touched or if I was imagining it. Slowly I opened my eyes, strands of my hair hiding my face as I reluctantly looked up. I didn't know how to react as my eyes fell on Draco. His face was unreadable and I could only imagine that mine was too for a moment. That was until overwhelming anger took over me, burning throughout my body and pushing away any other emotion that tried to show through. He backed away quickly, his hand retracting from where it was once placed on me as I stood up, seething while I looked at him.
I hated the fact that I felt like this. It wasn't his fault... Or was it? All I could think about was that he was one of them and so was I. I was no better. But he had a choice. He could have changed and I think what made it hurt more was the fact that I believed once that he could.
"Why..." I managed to whisper, my fists balling up making my nails dig into my palms as I tried to retain the anger and frustration I felt radiating throughout my body. I wanted to cry. So badly. But the tears wouldn't fall. The only emotions I seemed capable of feeling were anger and loathing. Nothing but negativity filled my mind. All the happiness I once felt now clouded over by a darkness that was all-consuming.
He stared at me, swallowing hard as he ran a hand through his hair. It was messy, tousled at all angles from where he no doubt anxiously had been tugging at it. His eyes met mine, the iciness clashing with the bright amber fire that burned in mine, "Rose... I didn't..."
Words failed him as he stood there, his hands fiddling with the collar of his black dress shirt. I couldn't look at him anymore. Not because I despised him. But from the fear that I'd hurt him. That I wouldn't be able to control myself with the new source of power that seemed to flow in my veins.
"Get out," I mumbled through gritted teeth as he stepped towards me. Instinctively I flinched away, ensuring that there was a distance between us for his own good. I couldn't help but notice the hurt in his eyes and I wished I could feel something. Something other than rage. The look in his icy blue eyes almost brought a tear to my eye. Almost.
"Now," I demanded and he looked utterly defeated as his shoulders slumped slightly before he regained his composure, standing tall as he tried to hold himself with some sort of authority and power.
"Fine." He hissed, turning his back to me as he stormed out and I could have sworn I felt something. The smallest of twinges in my chest. But slowly it fizzled out and yet again, I was left alone. Completely and utterly alone, with not even a heart or soul to make me feel alive... Just darkness.
A/N- Ello ello, sorry but this chapter isn't edited because I'm lazy and couldn't wait to post it but I'll edit it soon, so apologies for typos! I hope you liked this chapter and let me know what you think about dark Rose! As always, please vote and comment what you think :) Thank you so much for 700+ reads <3
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