𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍

❃ I'm sorry

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‼️*INSANE trigger warning for this chapter. Includes cutting, distress, drugs suicide.*

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"You should get some rest, we'll be next door if you need anything," Theo kissed May's hand as he dropped her off at the door to her condo.

She walked up the stairs, kicking her heels onto her bedroom floor, peeling her emerald green dress from her olive skin, dropping it onto the carpet.

Hot shower.

Rinse off makeup.

Slip into bed in an oversized tee shirt.

She'd left the wedding without saying goodbye; goodbye to her friends, goodbye to Narcissa.

She'd attended and left.

She hadn't said goodbye to Theo. Or George.

She hadn't gotten a goodbye from Draco. Not after the war, not now.

How do you say goodbye to someone you can't live without? To someone who doesn't know you exist? He was her world, and he couldn't remember her name.

She couldn't shake the way he'd looked at her while he was dancing; it was nearly unsettling. His blue eyes seemed to melt into hers, a storm over a sea that had been calmed by some extraordinary force.

Her limbs began to shake as she lay in bed, hugging her knees to her chest as tears began to stream down her cheeks. She stared at her alarm clock. 5AM.

"Poor little Maybelle. Left all alone with nobody to care for her; and no one to care for." Theo smirked.

"Shut up."

"He's right, May. You have nobody left. You lost Draco. This is your fault." Naevah scoffed.

"Please, just leave me alone."

"What your father did was your fault. You weren't meant to make it this far, Maybelle. You know that." Pansy exclaimed.

"Please stop," she sobbed, rocking back and forth as her body continued to tremble.

"Your friends never really cared for you. Draco, however; he cared for you. It's a shame he was obliviated, only to marry another girl. He loves Astoria. He cares for Astoria more than he ever cared for you." Daphne sneered.

"SHUT UP, SHUT UP," she stood from her bed, storming into the bathroom as her fist met the mirror, slicing open her clenched knuckles as fragments of glass shattered to the marble countertop.

She took a bottle of pills from the cabinet.

Pain reliever.

She opened the bottle, throwing the cap to the floor.

"Flower."

She froze.

"Flower please don't do this. I need you. I love you. We can fix this. Please come home."

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she curled up on the floor, clenching the bottle of pills between her fingers.

"Do it, he doesn't love you anymore," Blaise hissed.

"Don't listen to him, Flower. We can still fix this, I promise. Please don't leave me."

"I'm so sorry, Draco," she whispered. "I love you."

She forced the entire bottle of pills down her throat.

Theodore found her that morning while delivering groceries. Her pulse was weak. He apparated her to St Mungo's Hospital.