Ethereal
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Last published Mon, Mar 8, 2021
"You can't just keep it all hidden inside you Draco" she raised her voice at the platinum blonde haired boy standing In front of her. "And who are you to to know anything about me?" He spat at her.
"You can't be so two faced with me Draco, you either want me or you don't there is no in between" she shouted at him, her voice cracking, tears started to pool from her eyes. "I know your Broken, But I am too" she softened up with tears streaming down her pale cheeks.
"You don't know what I am, I can't be with you when I'm so fucked up myself" he clenched his jaw, his nails digging into his palm to the point where blood started dripping onto the dark green carpet of Draco's room.
She looked at the boy towering over her with tears in her eyes she sent him a faint smile whilst cupping his cheek his eyes immediately snapped to the porcelain hand on his cheek, as they locked eyes, She tilted her head, and whispered.
"Then I guess we both have some healing to do Draco"
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