OK! As I promised!

Chapter 8!

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A/N: eight chapters!  This is so BLOODY exciting! If you like everything nicety for Draco…. Do not read.

For those of u that read 'I choose to answer', I WILL write a sequel.

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Chapter 8°- Fading to black, I deserve this.

I didn't jump, but I'm falling. My knees just became so weak… the cold wind bashes into my lungs, making it hard to breathe, but I do not want to breathe, that's the reason I'm falling. I never thought the skies could be painful, but all my memories are bashing into my skull like rocks.

The manor is near the ocean, so I watch as the red sun bathes in the naked flames of the dying waves.

Hell…here I come. Who you have been weeping for, for whom you have cried. I here end your sorrow, no further goes my pain, your flames will relieve me, for what I lived here burns more. My wounds will be opened, my blood will ooze out, but what is blood to the dead? It is a dream you have dreamed and forgotten, but you will remember again.

Is this what they call 'watching your life flash before you very eyes'? How interesting. I am so close to the ground now…mere inches away, I never thought I'd die so young, being only 18. I didn't really have a life. /I deserve this/, I could have left the country, and started a new life. /I deserve this/.

First, my foot hits the ground and I hear and feel it snap. It's so painful, but I do not have a lot more time to suffer. What will hell be like? Some say each person has their own hell, and they each burn differently in it. A torment true, the thing that most hurts you…

My leg hits the ground. I feel it break into a thousand pieces. I am now complete yet shattered on the ground. How can I be thinking this? I should have left my body already, but I'm fading to black. Am I dead? Am I unconscious? Did I even die?

This is impossible, I should be dead, I jumped of the Jocelyn tower for Christ's sake! What the hell happened? I am not dead…what went wrong?

I cannot move, all my bones are broken, and I can't think, at least not about anything but the pain. I can't open my eyes; I have not the strength to do so. I have been cursed to remain in this world, and be agonized by the image I created.

An image of pure evil that kills all who do not believe in it. The realm of darkness has covered the world with its black veils of pain, I held on to those veils, with these hands…that can bear this no longer, they're burning in an inexistent flame, I am paying for what I did. And this disease will not be quickly cured of me, I did intentionally, it will cure as a normal wound, and everyday, I will see my face in the mirror, that, my face which so many feared.

Would they look at me now, dying for their death in a whisper, it's not real at all. A single flower in a hill.

I am being picked up, my whole body throbbing, I cannot move. Crimson stains on my silver hair /I  deserve this/ .

Can this get any worse? I cannot move or see, I wanted to rid the world of me, but now I have realized what I have done. I have done what will drive my mind out of my body. Nobody to save me, nobody who cares.

Too long I did what I was told to do by my father, now I pay the consequences. I should've known. Death was too much an easy path. One that has been banned from me, forever.

I feel my wings tear out of my skin. I had forgotten. I am a vampire, they must not put me to the sunlight, to more inexistent flame. My skin is even more torn, my bat like wings made holes in me. Holes that would have killed any person, but I cannot be killed. I deserve this.

Soon it will be sunrise, I must find a way of getting out of here before that happens, but how when I cannot open my eyes?

I feel unexplainable pain as someone picks me up and lays me down on something soft. A cushion perhaps? Then I feel movement, as if in a train or bus. Where are they taking me?

I feel numb, but I her voices beside me, one of them almost seems to be crying.

"I'm sorry Miss Malfoy! He is dead; there is nothing we can do!"

"You don't understand! He's not dead! He can't be…"

I recognized the second voice as my mother's voice, my mother who was so sweet to me, and lived her whole life trying to deny what my father was. I loved my mother, and she loved me, and I betrayed her.

I feel my energy rushing back, but I do not move, what would my mother say? If she found out that I gave myself to the shadow world, if she knew what I did, I am a traitor, the one thing I swore I would never be.

I can probably open my eyes now, but I don't want to. I don't want to find out where I am. My mothers cries grow louder.

" I cannot lose him! I cannot lose another child! NO! let go of me! I want to see him. One last time…"

This last she almost squeaked out. Had I heard correctly? ANOTHER CHILD? There had been one before me? I had lived in a lie all my life. There was another one I never knew about. One I had never met, one hat had died, also young, for my parents were not old enough to have had one fully grown child.

"Miss Malfoy! He is in a terrible state, we'd prefer you didn't see him, NO! MISS MALFOY!"

 I hear footsteps, light and agile footsteps…my mother, she is coming this way.

She screams as her footsteps stop, there is a loud thud in the place beside me, and then loud sobbing. My mother starts playing with my hair, and she strokes my cheek, removing a dense sticky liquid from it- blood. She rests her head against my chest, and between what is now only whimpers, she manages to make out a few words.

(A/N: **** means soft crying)

"I'm … so sorry *** i…i… love you***"

I hear as my mother is slowly dragged away, and she does nothing to fight it. Then as the last person leaves the room, I hear as someone talks to herself in wonder.

"So much blood… from one little boy…. He didn't die immediately….o my god***  he was still alive ! his blood was still flowing! *** He died from the cold ***"

I open my eyes quickly and I see a badge upon the young girls chest. "WAR CASUALTIES" is what I manage to read. My eyes stained with blood now. Those words ringing in my head …so much blood, from one little boy.

What did I do to myself? To the people around me? Everything I thought was real… everything I always believed in, even the simple fact of being an only child… it all plays around in my head, fading to black…. I deserve this.

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