"I missed you so much," Bellatrix murmurs, her breath is warm against my throat.
We're cuddling on her bed, under a blanket because we're both too lazy to put our clothes back on, and she's been biting playfully all along my neck.
"Bella," I sigh, "You never told me why you broke up with me in the first place."
"I don't know why I did."
I must have sent her an annoyed glare because she shakes her head and quickly adds an explanation, "No, Rod, I mean it. I honestly don't know."
She might mean that, but I think I've figured out the reason on my own: Darkness. It makes sense that being obsessed, even consumed by the allure of that power would drive her to isolate herself. To shun everything she knew and loved, including me. Well, whatever happened, I'm glad that phase is over.
And then I look at her left wrist again and wonder if it really is over. Perhaps, it's just beginning, and, now, I'm being sucked in too...
Bellatrix seems to sense my doubts returning, "There's nothing to worry about," she assures me with another kiss on my neck. "You'll see that tonight, I promise." She moves just enough to lean over the side of the bed and fish the flask out of her school bag on the floor. Then, she sits up again and hands it to me. "Want more?"
I nod and swallow a mouthful of the bittersweet mind-numbing alcohol. She takes it back when I finish, tilts her head back, and chugs down the remaining few sips. "Dammit," she whines, unhappily shaking the empty container. "Now, I have to beg Dolohov for more."
"I'm sure there are healthier habits," I tell her.
"I know there are," she smirks. "But what did you have in mind?"
I really didn't have anything in mind. I hide that fact by placing a spontaneous kiss on her nose, then adjusting ever so slightly to initiate another kiss.
(A/N: Sorry, I posted the longest chapter and then the shortest. lol. Anyway, Rod's kind of being an idiot here, there is an explanation but I still want to smack him. More soon. -Lia.)