Inevitable

10. Summer Story ☀️📖

(Sierras Pov)
I walked into their dorm and was shocked by the cleanliness. It was as if there was no one living there. They walked me to the washroom to wash off the spilt drink.

"Do you wanna talk about it." Says Draco.
"Not right now." I say back. I had finally stopped crying and wanted to keep it that way.

"Your going to have to take your clothes off love. The drinks everywhere." Says Lorenzo.
"Can you just, do it?" I said back.

"Sure." Said Draco.

I watch myself in front of the mirror as Draco and Lorenzo strip me of my clothes, and the tears start again.

I feel my cheeks turn red.
I took in the feeling of their hands all over me, and I don't wanna admit it but I loved it.

"I'm so embarrassed." I say.
"You don't have to be embarrassed around us darling." Says Draco.

Lorenzo takes off my earrings and starts wiping away my makeup as Draco makes his way down my dress. He unzipped the back and pulled it down.

I then stood there in my bra and underwear.
I barely even knew them and I felt vulnerable being half naked.

Draco and Lorenzo stared at me with absolutely no shame.
I felt a bit uncomfortable

"You really are beautiful you know, even with your scars." Draco says as he rubs my shoulders.

I don't know what came over me but I start sobbing.

"Shhh it's okay." Says Draco as he wraps his arms around me.
Lorenzo starts rubbing my back as Draco wipes my tears.

"Listen we're not going to force you to do or say anything." Says Lorenzo.

Draco reached over my shoulder and held me close.

"I'm gonna leave you 2 alone and I'll figure out what's happening with the rest of them." Lorenzo then walked out.

"Here take my sweater to wear tonight your gonna be chilly." Said Draco.

I put his sweater on and sat on the bed. He sits next to me and asks me the question.

"Sierra why did you cut yourself."

At first I considered not telling him but I needed to tell someone.

"Draco I had the worst summer of my life and I wanted so badly for it to end.
I didn't care that I was hurting myself, I felt like I deserved it anyways."

"What made you think that?" He asked.

"I've never met my real parents, I was adopted. They never sent me letters, called me, got in contact, anything. I felt like there was something wrong with me.

I was only a baby, they gave me up before I got the chance to say my first word.

Luckily I was adopted by two lovely people. And they tried their hardest to raise me.
In fact they were all I've ever had.

Later on in my life my mom developed severe depression and I didn't know why. I would hear her crying to herself and to my dad.

He was always around which was good. I always had another parent to look up to. But it was still a shitty feeling.
Fast forward to last year she killed herself."

"I'm so sorry." Said Draco
My eyes were shot red and I sobbed.
He grabbed me and and cradled me in his arms.

I leaned into him and he pulled me into his embrace. He put one hand behind my head and one on my back, softly rubbing it.

"I felt like it was my fault she did it.
I felt unwanted.

This was the second time a parent left me.
I didn't know what was wrong with me, and if I caused my mom so much pain I felt like I deserved pain too. So that's when I started cutting myself. I was mentally tired but I kept doing it because the pain of hurting myself took away the pain of losing my mother.

This is also what started my drug addiction. Drugs were the only thing that kept me sane. And I hated the feeling of living.

My entire summer was a constant cycle of crying, drugs, and hurting myself. That's why I moved to Hogwarts, my dad wanted me to have a fresh start, and I think that's what I needed too." I said.

"Listen I'm not very good at comforting people, my parents didn't do much of that. But anything you need just tell me and I'll do it okay."

"Draco all I need right now is you."

He smiled at me and kissed me on the cheek.

Maybe there was more to Draco then what I've seen.

He seemed like a complete asshole on the train and during these past couple of days.

But he made me feel better and I felt sort of connected to him.

It was easy to talk to him and I trusted him.

He opened the bed and I lied down next to him. I rested my head on his shoulder and he put his arms around me. I felt secure, I felt safe, and for once, I felt like I was enough.