𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 - 𝐃.𝐌.

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His mouth hung half open with silence as tears ran down his cheeks, his face growing more red.

The ring hit the floor.

The clinking sound it made against the wood seemed to be immensely louder than it really was.

I didn't look back at him as I left the small room.

My lip quivering as I speed walked out of Draco's dorm, slamming the door behind me.

My face was soaked with tears. My makeup running down with them.

I thanked everything in me that I didn't come in contact with anyone on the way back to my room.

I shut the door behind me and sank into my knees.

I glanced at my room, it felt... empty.

I haven't been in here for what seemed like the longest time.

It felt lonely. It felt dark. It felt heartbreaking.

My throbbing headache came back and I felt this pain in my chest as if I had just been stabbed.

Draco didn't care.

He really didn't.

He doesn't care about my feelings. He doesn't care about my dreams.

He just.. doesn't care.

I love you, Savanna.

You are so beautiful.

You're the one. I know you are.

Lies...

Nothing but lies.

I sobbed harder then.

I knew he was bad news waiting to happen the second I met him.

God, why didn't I listen to myself.

All I wanted was to be held by someone. I wanted someone to comfort me and tell me how everything is going to be okay. That this pain and sorrow would fade away soon enough.

But there was no one.

Just myself.

I don't love her at all. No part of her.

Myself, still hungover, rose to my feet and walked over to my mirror.

I pointed at myself in it.

"He doesn't love you. He thinks you're worthless. He thinks you're nothing but a fucktoy." I told myself, "He doesn't- doesn't think you're special. He doesn't think you're beautiful. Get that through you're fucking head!" I yelled.

I just stood there and watched myself break down. I told myself all the words he wished he could've said.

When it got to the point where I couldn't watch myself anymore I flopped onto my bed.

My mascara was staining the sheets. The cold sheets.

I laughed for a second, thinking about how I could be so stupid.

Before I continued crying and sobbing.

Choking.

Struggling for a breath.

A knock on the door caught my attention.

I forced myself up, even though I felt like screaming and yelling at the person to leave.

As I opened the door, I saw Blaise. My best friend.

"Savanna? I tried Draco's room and no one answered. Is everything alright?" he asked.

His face looking increasingly concerned for me when I started crying even more.

"He- he doesn't love me Blaise. It's all a sick joke. And I tried t-to calm down but I can't." I said, my lips wet and full.

I pulled out the note that Draco wrote from my pocket and showed it to Blaise.

He read over the letter and dropped it to the floor.

His arms grasped me and I held onto him so hard.

Someone was here to comfort me, and I wouldn't choose anyone else over him.

"I'm so sorry Savanna. He's an ass okay?" he said.

I struggled, "O-Okay."

"I'm on your side. Always." he assured.

"I'm ruining your shirt." I said in tears.

He laughed ever so slightly, "Darling it's okay."

Draco Malfoy pov:

I thought nothing would break us apart.

I thought nothing would keep us at distance.

But it was me.

It was all me.

I ruined everything...

I made her cry.

I made her sob.

I made her run.

I made her yell at me.

I made her break up with me.

Her beautiful eyes were absolutely destroyed all because of... me.

A sudden rage filled my body from head to toe.

I punched an enormous hole in the wall.

We're over Malfoy.

Malfoy. She called me Malfoy. Not Draco.

She's gone.