Apocalypse

"You don't get to stand there and tell me how miserable you are when I'm the one who's been suffering." Dylan burst out, making Draco's body grow with more passion and anger.

"When will you fucking understand that we've been going through the same exact thing? Huh? For merlin's sake Dylan, I'm going through this too!"

By now, Dylan's back has hit the wall of the dungeons' cold cement. She and Draco are now sharing the same air.

"No. You're not." She says coldly.

Draco's face goes white, as his expressions soften when she spits out the words that he had never expected to hear. Then, reality hits him. He left her alone, and everything came crumbling down.