Yeah, umm… a few influences from music and Kat…And thanks to those of you who reviewed and those of you flamed which was …two? Thanks for some of the advice some of you. Trying with this fic but… my life is really really sucky right now and I'm having a REALLY hard time dealing and I know I'm going to need a therapist soon… okay getting too personal… but just stick with me, please! Umm flames are welcomed (sometimes) because I they help me want to write more… for this story anyway. Amanda…. I'm not going to drop out of a fic becuz no one reviewed. HOWEVER! Reviews help a lot…oh and uh Ice… not a parody. And WG thanks for the few suggestions, good for me also the other stuff maybe "hackneyed" or if you don't know that means unoriginal but you have to realize that depends on what the author does with the story and how the people respond to it and… well… next time can you leave your name, number, address and your times of when you get home from work or school, I'd just…kill… to meet you….
Draco shot up in his bed and fell with a loud thud on the floor. He quickly scrambled against the wall as his father approached him slyly knowing that he was in control. Draco pressed himself against the wall and he watched with fearful eyes as Lucius towered over him. He licked his lips and smirked down at his prey with cold, hollow eyes.
"Go away…" Draco sobbed.
His father punched him hard in the face making Draco's head hit the wall hard and blood drip from his nose and mouth, "Shutup you little shit!" he spat kneeling in front of him and then placed a gentle hand under his son's chin taking wiping the blood away with his thumb and smearing it down his face. Lucius smiled baring his teeth. Draco shuddered; he hated that fucking smile and wanted to slit his lips and stitch his eyes, just wanting to watch him drown in his lies. A large hand clasped it's self around his neck, cutting off his circulation and drew him closer to his face, letting his tongue sweep across Draco's pale features. Feeling the disgusting warmth he wanted to vomit. With wide eyes and a trembling body Draco tried to get away, but his father kissed him hard and bit down on his lower lip causing a muffled scream to escape his mouth. He suffered from sickness, mouth was distorted from razor sharp kisses and he tried to pretend it was all in his mind. His father pulled back as he heard footsteps and stood, fixing his suit. Tears flowed freely now and he couldn't control himself anymore, there was no way out, he couldn't hold on. He was broken beyond repair. He felt disgusting and dirty not knowing how to get rid of it. He was scarred.
The door swung open and Madame Pomfrey ran to his side.
"What happened?" she laid her hands on his arms trying to pull him up. He couldn't stand to be touched be anyone, not now…not after everything he went through. He pushed her roughly away, throwing her body across the room. Bringing his knees to his chest, he closed his eyes hoping the scene of the confused faces would fade. He rocked himself slowly. Another hand on his shoulder this time brought him to scream and crawl quickly to the corner and began scratching at his arms again, his red puffy eyes darting around the room quickly.
"Stay away, stay away…stay away, stay away…STAY AWAY!" he screamed at Pomfrey. His father glared at him as if telling him to stop.
Draco stood up, stumbling some. Pomfrey looked at Lucius for some answers.
Lucius smiled slightly, "I'm sure he just had a bad dream."
"Stitch your smile, bruise your knees…"
His father pursed his lips and furrowed his eyebrows, "Excuse me?"
"You can't give back, what you take. My eyes are bleeding. Your face is red. I stop breathing...FUCK...I'M DEAD!" he laughed insanely, grabbing a pair of scissors off Pomfrey's desk and pointed them at his father.
"Learn to love this monster you created in your name!" he spoke softly almost innocently.
His mouth open with a small smirk and his blood shot, red rimmed eyes with an amused look on his face he sent kissed to his father who turned red with anger. He wasn't going to take anymore. Revenge was so sweet. Lucius took a step towards his son causing Draco to cut his arm with the scissors, digging deep into the flesh his mind numb as was his heart. His father's expression changed to a disgusted look and stepped back, Pomfrey cowering behind him. Feeling the sweet blood run freely down and drip silently to the floor, oozing into a puddle that slid it's way to Lucuis' feet…as if trying to catching him and drown him in it.
"Love me, hate me. I let you drive me crazy, crucify me, or do you wanna save me? Yes, no, maybe, it doesn't matter baby. You're not so clean, that I can't make you wanna scream," He took a few steps forward, raising his voice with each cut he made in his arm his eyes now hollow his mind and heart empty remembering everything done to him, " scream! Scream! Scream! SCREAM WITH ME!" he stopped cutting himself and jammed the scissors in his fathers right side laughing as he took the handles and opened them and closed them inside of the flesh. His father's mouth was hanging open as looked to his son and his wound. Pomfrey began to cry and ran out most likely going for Dumbledore.
Draco let go and watched his father kneel on the floor and take the scissors out clutching his side. He got on his knees and brought his face under his father's which was slowly falling to the floor, twisting his face to look up at him.
"You look ill father," his expression twisting from pity to enjoyment, "Down on your knees…."
"Draco-"his father choked out.
Draco laughed again, "Feed my affliction! RAPE MY WEAKNESS; I'LL BE YOUR LAY!" He screamed sticking his fingers inside his father's wound moving it around causing tears, and sharp breaths from his father. Watching his father squirm under him, and knowing he was getting what he deserved made him happier than he had ever been in his life.
"On my lips, I taste your disease! Pin me to the bed, I'll be your sin."
Feeling the skin rip around his fist and the blood pour out and run down his arm to the floor in a crimson pool. It felt like warm and slippery inside his father's body. Realizing he didn't stab that deep he used his nails scratching at the insides, drawing more blood. Pulling his now closed fist out he threw his father on his back. Looking into those eyes that showed fear he licked his index finger slowly tasting the warm blood and feeling it slide down his throat. He sat on his fathers stomach placing a kiss on his forehead and smiled pushing the bangs out of his eyes, he now felt in control.
"Watch me bleed Daddy…" he said grabbing the scissors again and pointing them at his cuts that were dripping large amounts of blood, "Watch me bleed…" he said again and placed the cold steel on his throat, and dug the tip in his skin closing his eyes and slowly slitting the soft pale flesh. He made his decision and wanted nothing more than to finish it and leave this world behind, as he watched his father's face contort to a look of terror he felt the pain and braced himself feeling hot tears slide down his face and knew there was no turning back because in his father's eyes, he watched himself die…
Sorry for the short chapters… just stick with me. Don't worry slash lovers! You just have to wait and see…
---TBC---
…please review, I really appreciate it…
Draco shot up in his bed and fell with a loud thud on the floor. He quickly scrambled against the wall as his father approached him slyly knowing that he was in control. Draco pressed himself against the wall and he watched with fearful eyes as Lucius towered over him. He licked his lips and smirked down at his prey with cold, hollow eyes.
"Go away…" Draco sobbed.
His father punched him hard in the face making Draco's head hit the wall hard and blood drip from his nose and mouth, "Shutup you little shit!" he spat kneeling in front of him and then placed a gentle hand under his son's chin taking wiping the blood away with his thumb and smearing it down his face. Lucius smiled baring his teeth. Draco shuddered; he hated that fucking smile and wanted to slit his lips and stitch his eyes, just wanting to watch him drown in his lies. A large hand clasped it's self around his neck, cutting off his circulation and drew him closer to his face, letting his tongue sweep across Draco's pale features. Feeling the disgusting warmth he wanted to vomit. With wide eyes and a trembling body Draco tried to get away, but his father kissed him hard and bit down on his lower lip causing a muffled scream to escape his mouth. He suffered from sickness, mouth was distorted from razor sharp kisses and he tried to pretend it was all in his mind. His father pulled back as he heard footsteps and stood, fixing his suit. Tears flowed freely now and he couldn't control himself anymore, there was no way out, he couldn't hold on. He was broken beyond repair. He felt disgusting and dirty not knowing how to get rid of it. He was scarred.
The door swung open and Madame Pomfrey ran to his side.
"What happened?" she laid her hands on his arms trying to pull him up. He couldn't stand to be touched be anyone, not now…not after everything he went through. He pushed her roughly away, throwing her body across the room. Bringing his knees to his chest, he closed his eyes hoping the scene of the confused faces would fade. He rocked himself slowly. Another hand on his shoulder this time brought him to scream and crawl quickly to the corner and began scratching at his arms again, his red puffy eyes darting around the room quickly.
"Stay away, stay away…stay away, stay away…STAY AWAY!" he screamed at Pomfrey. His father glared at him as if telling him to stop.
Draco stood up, stumbling some. Pomfrey looked at Lucius for some answers.
Lucius smiled slightly, "I'm sure he just had a bad dream."
"Stitch your smile, bruise your knees…"
His father pursed his lips and furrowed his eyebrows, "Excuse me?"
"You can't give back, what you take. My eyes are bleeding. Your face is red. I stop breathing...FUCK...I'M DEAD!" he laughed insanely, grabbing a pair of scissors off Pomfrey's desk and pointed them at his father.
"Learn to love this monster you created in your name!" he spoke softly almost innocently.
His mouth open with a small smirk and his blood shot, red rimmed eyes with an amused look on his face he sent kissed to his father who turned red with anger. He wasn't going to take anymore. Revenge was so sweet. Lucius took a step towards his son causing Draco to cut his arm with the scissors, digging deep into the flesh his mind numb as was his heart. His father's expression changed to a disgusted look and stepped back, Pomfrey cowering behind him. Feeling the sweet blood run freely down and drip silently to the floor, oozing into a puddle that slid it's way to Lucuis' feet…as if trying to catching him and drown him in it.
"Love me, hate me. I let you drive me crazy, crucify me, or do you wanna save me? Yes, no, maybe, it doesn't matter baby. You're not so clean, that I can't make you wanna scream," He took a few steps forward, raising his voice with each cut he made in his arm his eyes now hollow his mind and heart empty remembering everything done to him, " scream! Scream! Scream! SCREAM WITH ME!" he stopped cutting himself and jammed the scissors in his fathers right side laughing as he took the handles and opened them and closed them inside of the flesh. His father's mouth was hanging open as looked to his son and his wound. Pomfrey began to cry and ran out most likely going for Dumbledore.
Draco let go and watched his father kneel on the floor and take the scissors out clutching his side. He got on his knees and brought his face under his father's which was slowly falling to the floor, twisting his face to look up at him.
"You look ill father," his expression twisting from pity to enjoyment, "Down on your knees…."
"Draco-"his father choked out.
Draco laughed again, "Feed my affliction! RAPE MY WEAKNESS; I'LL BE YOUR LAY!" He screamed sticking his fingers inside his father's wound moving it around causing tears, and sharp breaths from his father. Watching his father squirm under him, and knowing he was getting what he deserved made him happier than he had ever been in his life.
"On my lips, I taste your disease! Pin me to the bed, I'll be your sin."
Feeling the skin rip around his fist and the blood pour out and run down his arm to the floor in a crimson pool. It felt like warm and slippery inside his father's body. Realizing he didn't stab that deep he used his nails scratching at the insides, drawing more blood. Pulling his now closed fist out he threw his father on his back. Looking into those eyes that showed fear he licked his index finger slowly tasting the warm blood and feeling it slide down his throat. He sat on his fathers stomach placing a kiss on his forehead and smiled pushing the bangs out of his eyes, he now felt in control.
"Watch me bleed Daddy…" he said grabbing the scissors again and pointing them at his cuts that were dripping large amounts of blood, "Watch me bleed…" he said again and placed the cold steel on his throat, and dug the tip in his skin closing his eyes and slowly slitting the soft pale flesh. He made his decision and wanted nothing more than to finish it and leave this world behind, as he watched his father's face contort to a look of terror he felt the pain and braced himself feeling hot tears slide down his face and knew there was no turning back because in his father's eyes, he watched himself die…
Sorry for the short chapters… just stick with me. Don't worry slash lovers! You just have to wait and see…
---TBC---
…please review, I really appreciate it…