BECAUSE YOU ARE MY ONLY ESCAPE

By Rave XTM

Genre: Darkfic, one-shot

Pairings: Draco/Harry

Summary: "Why do you let me love you? Why do you let me make love to you? Why?",you cry, looking close to tears, anger and hurt blazing from your eyes. "Because you are my only escape".

Disclaimer: Not mine. I just borrow J.K. Rowlings toys and put them back neatly when I'm done torturing them. No, I make no money of this, its purely for my own sick pleasure.

Feedback: Very welcome! No flaming really, its only a waste of time.

Authors note's: Well, this is how I have felt for a very long time. As if I were toxic. As if I had a beast inside myself, slumbering, until I started to care for someone, than slowly, very slowly, without me noticing until it was to late, the beast would come out, tearing everything apart, leaving a mess to big to clean up. So I would burn the mess. Leave it all behind.

You press your lips agains my neck, breathing heavy. You tell me you love me. That you want to make love to me.

I let you.

Like I always do.

You are the only one capable to take my mind off of everything for a few moments.

But not now. Now I can't. Now you make everything worse.

"Get off", I snarl. I stand op.

"What? Why?", you mutter, your mouth still somewhere else.

"Because you make everything worse". I roughly push you away.

Shocked, you look at me.

"I don't-"

"YES YOU DO!", I yell at the top of my lungs.

You back away. I think you just realized that the beast you thought you had tamed is after you to, even though you thought it never would.

It was only a matter of time. A matter of caring.

"Why did you let me love you? Why did you let me make love to you? Why?", you cry, looking close to tears, anger and hurt blazing from your eyes.

"Because you were my only escape. Because I was not suppose to care about you", I simply answered. I wish the look in your eyes hurt me. I wish I was offended by that tone. I wish I would ever regret what I am about to do.

But I never regretted I turned my back on you and walked away without looking back, without feeling remorse, without leaving anything behind.

I had nothing left to give in the first place.

"Escape? Escape from what?", you cry after me.

'From myself', I answer in silence.