Give Me A Break

~25~

I've been sitting up at night, watching Draco work on the cabinet. Mattheo says Dumbledore's death rings a tole on the school, Snape is the headmaster.

Life is just a little bit more difficult than usual.

"Hey, Bubba," I say to Mattheo, walking into our dorm.

"Hey, Baby," He smiles, until his eyes meet mine. Me and Draco were talking about what happens if we die, we've been crying together for a good hour or so.

"Angel," He says sympathetically, "whats the matter?"

"Nothing, me and Draco just had a deep conversation." I smile.

He hugs me, "you aren't dumping me, are you,"

"No," I laugh.

He crawls into bed, book in hand. I lay in his arms and he reads the book to me. Romeo and Juliet.

A romance gone tragedy. Realistic.

~~~

"Taylor!" Draco yells, bursting in. Mattheo's still fast asleep.

I get up, rushing to Draco. "What happened? What's wrong?" I ask.

He starts to cry, "I don't want to kill,"

"I know, I know, Dray," I hum.

He shows me his mark, it looks like he's been cutting it. Trying to cut it off. This time, he cut too deep, there's blood everywhere.

"Merlins beard, Draco," I exclaim, turning to get Theo.

"Don't bring him into his." He states.

"Theo's been in a lot of fights-" I start, "he'll know what to do."

"Please," Draco begs.

I nod and he grabs me into the bathroom. "Draco, I don't know how to help-"

Draco cups my face and kisses me. I immediately pull away, "Aren't you-?"

"Bi," He says, kissing me again.

I pull away, again. "I love Theo," I say.

"Just a night." He says, "I need this."

I kiss him on the cheek, "not like this, Dray. You're not in the right mind."

"Taylor," Draco pries.

"I can't." I state firmly.

He forces his lips onto mine and I taste the alcohol mixed with weed. "You're intoxicated." I point out.

Draco's an angry drunk. He never drinks because of it.

He begins to cry, moving his hips onto mine. "Draco, stop." I say.

He doesn't. "Draco stop!" I scream. He falls, holding his ears. He curls into a ball and cries. I go back into the room.

"What happened?" Mattheo asks, alert, "what did he do?"

"Nothing, go back to bed." I say, grabbing a blanket and pillow.

"I'm sorry, Dray," I sigh, giving them to Draco, he's already out cold.

I go back to bed and Mattheo wraps an arm around me, "are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I say, pecking him on the lips before passing out.