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ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ꜱᴘᴏᴛɪꜰʏ ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪꜱᴛ
ʙʏ ᴋɪʀꜱxᴛʏ. ʟɪɴᴋ ɪꜱ ɪɴ ʙɪᴏ.
•·················•·················•Draco had left early in the morning and left Vienna with a sweet kiss and told her he loved her. Vienna blushed at the words. A few weeks ago Vienna would have cursed herself for blushing. But Draco was definitely not Draco. Draco makes her feel something Cedric never made her feel. This time Vienna likes the rose colour on her cheeks and the butterflies in her stomach.
But something in her is scared. Scared that if Draco were to break her heart, as Cedric did, then he will have the same fate as Cedric. And she does not want to kill Draco. But the thought of Draco being with another girl, kissing her, touching her, fucking her makes the blood in Vienna's veins boil. And she was sure she'd be able to control herself if it came down to it.
She pushed the dreadful thoughts away and slept the rest of the morning.
𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁
Vienna had woken a few hours later and spent her day bored in her room. The smell of Draco, still fresh on her sheets. She smoked a few cigarettes and watched the foggy world go by from her balcony. She still felt the need for Draco. She felt... like she wanted him. Needed him. Now.
And not to keep her safe. For a different reason.
She could still hear him saying the words, "I love you," in her ear. It was cruel, to leave her like this.
The moon was fully risen in the sky, the dark night glooming outside and Vienna lay on her mattress, in only a t-shirt and her underwear. She lay on her back wishing Draco was over her and her hand was Draco's instead.
Her cold fingertips, slowly trailed on her stomach in small circles, the circles Draco usually makes on her.
She looked to the side and saw the phone Draco had given her. She grabbed it and called Draco. The ringing haunted her, as she waited for Draco to answer. The need for the Draco growing. She just wanted to hear his voice...
"Vienna?" he answered the phone, his voice crammed with panic, "are you all right?"
"Yeah," Vienna said back through the phone, "I'm all right."
She heard him release a heavy breath, and his voice sounded more relaxed when as he said, "Good. Good." he repeated, "why did you call me?"
Vienna bit down on her lip, and she couldn't help but travel her hand further down her stomach.
"I—I wanted to hear your voice..." Vienna told him.
"Oh, yeah?" he asked and Vienna knew he was smirking as he made a low chuckle through the phone.
"Yeah," she replied, her voice a weak breath as her hand reached where she craved him most. Where her devilish mind forced her hand.
"Tell me what you want to do with me," Vienna asked him.
Draco chuckled again, "I want to keep you safe, Vienna." she knew he was teasing her and not telling her what she really wanted to hear.

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FanfictionA dark, thrilling tale ruined with secrecy, murder, danger and desire for love. Vienna, she just wants to be loved. Her father is abusive and her bold personality makes it hard for anyone to like her-but her idea of love is much darker than one may...