Prompt: tear
Also for Amber's Slash-tastic Drabble-athon Competition- prompt: wine
The day before I started Hogwarts, I punched my cousin Lucy in the face. It was a split-second reaction and I don't remember why I did it. I'm sure it was over something trivial and stupid. Something childish.
But something very important happened afterward. We kissed and made up because our parents told us to, and I tasted the blood on her bottom lip.
"I'm sorry, Lucy."
"It's okay, Dom."
Was it okay, though?
Because kissing and making up used to be something innocent, something we were forced to do.
And no one forced me to do it the second time in the broom shed. And something told me we shouldn't have enjoyed it so much.
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The day before she ran away from school she dragged me behind one of the greenhouses and snogged me senseless. She'd been crying but I didn't ask why. I just know I tasted salt, and felt a tear against my cheek. I just remember her hands searching for whatever bare skin she could find and the way her hair smelled of lavender.
I should have been more concerned. I know that now. I should have been a comforting shoulder instead of a forbidden snog during free period. I should have told her she was beautiful and listened to her fears.
I should have told her no.
I should have, but I didn't.
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The day before she died she told me she loved me. She whispered it into my mouth like a secret and I swore that it was a lie. Because it was a secret. A dirty little secret between too-related people. A secret that was too heavy, too costly.
Even as I savored the taste of red wine on her lips, I never swallowed her confession. I let it settle bitterly beneath my tongue, but I didn't spit it out. And I didn't say it back.
"Did you hear me, Dom?" she'd said, pulling back and cradling my face in her hands. I watched her form the words, refusing to meet her gaze. I watched her break her heart against my unyielding resolve. "I love you."
I told her to shut up.
I told her to shut up so she did.
