Warning: This chapter is devastatingly sad and tissues are recommended with this chapter
Angelina wasn't sure how long she was awake, just pacing and waiting. Waiting for any piece of news about George. She wasn't allowed to go with Percy, Ron, and Harry but she made them promise that no matter how late it was, they would come back to tell her what they found out. The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife and her apartment was dead silent. You could hear a pin drop.10 o'clock. 11. 12. Angelina grew more and more stressed as time steadily ticked by.
Finally at half past midnight, she heard a knock at her door. Angelina was at the door faster than you could say "Lumos." She threw the door open and peeked out. Standing there, were Ron, Harry, and Percy like they promised. She ushered them in and seated them all with blankets and a mug of Butterbeer each.
She waited for one of them to speak first, since she didn't want to seem desperate. Finally Percy spoke up "It's a good thing we didn't let you come." He said gravely. Angelina's heart dropped. What had George done? Was he in bad shape? "He was in a bad place." Ron said sorrowfully. "When we found him, he was full out drunk and …" He trailed off. Harry picked up, noticing Ron and Percy's inability to finish. "When we found him, he was laying on the bathroom floor covered with glass shards. Blood was dripping out from his wrists and we think he cut himself." Angelina's hand flew to her mouth, she couldn't believe George. No one would believe George Weasley, the person always laughing, cut himself. Angelina wasn't able to form words coherently. Why was George doing this? Didn't he realize that he had people who cared about him?
All of her old memories came back and hit her full force.
Flashback
"Please don't!" Angelina whimpered as she backed away from the room cautiously. "Why the hell shouldn't I?" He shouted, "You deserved this you bitch! This is all your fault!" SLAP! The sound bounced off the walls and echoed through the room. "You're lucky I'm going easy on you bitch!" He spat.
All Angelina could remember was the swift kick to her stomach, so strong that it brought her down to the ground before she blacked out.
Another Flashback
As Angelina's food was placed in front of her, she tried her very best not to hurl. The smell of her food was enough to make her want to run back to the toilet and stick her finger down her throat and puke everything out. Except she was at a restaurant with Alicia, he boyfriend, and him, celebrating her making it to the Harpies. It was complete because of him that this started. He would always go on about how fat she was and how no one wanted her because of how fat she was. Of course, she would have done this? Angelina grabbed her food and swallowed it cautiously. As soon as she was finished, she held on for a bit, so no one grew suspicious and excused herself to go to the loo. Once she reached the loo, she locked the door firmly behind her and sank to the floor. She stuck her finger down her throat, as if she had all the experience in the world, and puked everything she'd eaten in the last hour out of her. You deserve this, she told herself. It's because you're fat!
Yet Another Flashback
Angelina sat curled up in the bathroom sobbing. Her sadness at the moment was unbearable and all she wanted was for it to be over. She wanted to be dead. No one would miss her anyways. Angelina opened the cabinet right under the sink and pulled out her cutting razor. She pulled down her sleeve to reveal many other cuts and she pulled the blade across her skin as hard as she could. Blood violently spilled down her wrists and sent her into a daze. The last thing she could remember was Alicia throwing open the door and sobbing at the sight of her, battered and lying in a pool of blood.
One Last Flashback
When Angelina woke up, all she could see was white, and the blurry face of Alicia. "She's alive!" She screamed with joy. What was happening? Why is everyone so happy? The doctor decided to grace everyone with her presence. With her was an Auror. "We'd like to ask you a few questions, if that fine with you, Miss," He said gruffly.
Angelina looked at Alicia with curiosity. "It's because when we found you, you were lying in a pool of blood and almost dead. When you got here, it had been discovered that you were covered in bruises and you hadn't eaten in over 2 months." Alicia said tears streaming down her face.
It was as if time stopped. Angelina couldn't believe that she was stupid enough to get herself caught. It was over. She was doomed. Now everyone would know what happened to her.
It was all a haze for her. Angelina remembered telling the Auror everything. When she was finally done, his eyes widened for a bit and he told her "You must be the strongest person I've ever met in my life. Stay strong kid."
Angelina was told that he was going to be locked up for a long time, and she felt like she could finally breathe. She was sent off to rehab for 6 months in America, so she would be away from all the war problems.
When she returned, Alicia convinced Angelina to move in with her and Katie, so she could keep an eye on her. But she didn't tell Angelina that part. She just knew. After all, being friends forever had its perks. You always knew what the other was going to say.
Angelina felt her dinner making its way up her stomach and ran to her bathroom. She barely made it there before all her food made its way out of her body. When she was finally done, she sat on the cold tile, tears streaming down her face from the memory. "Angelina? It's Katie. Can you let me in?" Someone said as she knocked.
Angelina slowly got up and twisted the knob open softly. When the door finally opened, Katie was standing at the door a sympathetic look on her face. "Oh, Lina." She sighed "You were doing so great." "I know!" Angelina hiccupped "But all the memories came back, and I don't think I'm strong enough to handle them yet Katie." She sobbed into her friend's shirt. After Angelina was done, Katie gently helped her stand up. "Brush your teeth," She commanded, "All the boys are in the kitchen and Oliver's making hot chocolate. Okay?" She asked. Angelina nodded, thankful for her amazing other best friend.
When Angelina stepped out of the bathroom, she didn't feel any better. Everything was still fresh in her brain and the meltdown had exhausted her. She slowly made her way to the kitchen, were everyone was waiting for her. Oliver excused himself from everyone and handed her the mug. "You okay Johnson?" He asked as he cocooned her in a hug. "I'll be alright," Angelina whispered.
Oliver and Katie started dating almost as soon as she came back from St. Mungos after the necklace. Oliver was always here and he'd witnessed the whole thing with her, so Angelina felt like she could fully trust him. After him, she had trouble trusting guys. It was just her brothers, Oliver, and her dad.
When she sat down on the table, everyone turned to her. "We're not going to ask what happened, Lina. But whenever you feel like telling us, we're here to listen." Harry said across the table. "Thanks, guys," she murmured.
When everyone finally left, Angelina somehow stumbled up the stairs to her room and collapsed. It had been an eventful day. Tomorrow, she was going to give George Weasley a peace of her mind.
