Bet (2)

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After Ronald left, I didn't wait much longer to follow after him.

Harry started to run after me, calling my name but it was useless.

I couldn't make myself to turn around, and look him in the eyes. I have no idea how he doesn't feel guilty by looking into my eyes and lying. But I know one thing for sure.

All this time we "dated" his eyes weren't full of love. His magical green eyes that would usually drive me crazy, lied. We never existed.

I was just a bet.

Before he could even talk to me I closed the door of girls bathroom in front of him. I started crying so hard, but silent, I didn't want Harry to hear me. I knew he was on the other side of the door.

"Y/n...please.." He begged.

I could hear him start sobbing as well. But those tears couldn't buy me anymore.

Why? Why did I feel guilty. I felt like it was my fault for trusting him. My fault for loving him. No, it was my fault for thinking that anyone would ever love me.

I had to punish myself for this.

Quickly, I grabbed my knife from the pocket of my robes. Slowly I lifted my sleeves up, and started cutting myself.

Harry on the outside was still begging me to open the door. But I was too busy while painting my green robes, to colour red. Like I was in Gryffindor.

Sobbing even harder I decided to cut deeper, cause I felt like more pain is needed. I ended up cutting all over my arm. Fuck that will definitely leave marks.

But I'd cover it, hopefully no one will notice what I did. Just because of the Golden Gryffindor boy.

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HEY GUYS IT'S CHARLI.

Alr i'll stop.
IF SOMEONE DISLIKED THIS CHAPTER JUST SKIP IT PLEASE.

oml harry what are you doing to y/n, you better apologize.

AND HE WILL, COMING UP IN CHAPTER 3 DON'T FORGET TO VOTE FOR THIS PART

LUV YALL <<3

Word count : 348

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