Author's Note: Sorry it took me so long to update, I've been out with my
friends partying and shit so here I go with the next chapter! Woo hoo!
-Oreo69not96: It's so true! I would love to have a three some, it would be soooo awesome!
Chapter 7:
{Hermione's Point Of View Still...}
The next day I woke up to see Ron stand in my door way... staring at me. It scared the shit out of me!
"Holy fucking shit Ron!" I screamed when I saw him.
"So... have a fun detention last night I hear..." was all he said.
"Right, scrubbing floors is great fun Ron." I said rolling my eyes at him.
"Mmmmhhmmm... From what I heard you weren't doing much scrubbing." He said, getting angrier by the minute.
"What are you talking about Ron?" I asked sitting up.
"I'm talking about what Neville saw, with you and Draco, getting cozy on the floor." Ron said.
"Ron, what do you mean?" I asked, trying to avoid what I knew he was going to say.
"C'mon Hermione, don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what I'm fucking talking about you stupid slut!" Ron said as he slapped me hard across the face. I immediately grabbed my face and looked at Ron in shock, as my eyes began to water.
"Oh, Hermione I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Ron said as he realized what he'd done. He put his arms over my should and tried to soothe me but I pushed his arm off.
"Don't. I deserved it. I really did." I said water works starting. "Ron if what you heard from Neville was that I slept with Draco, than you heard right. Im really sorry, I honestly didn't mean to, it just kind of happened." Ron looked up at me and looked in the eyes for the 1st time since he came in my room. I could see the hurt in his eyes as he stared deep in mine, searching for something I'm not quite sure what.
"I'm really sorry. If I hurt, which I'm sure I did, I never meant to. I always thought I would be with you for my entire life, but I guess I was wrong." I said, wiping my tears, more still pooring out.
"What do you mean, you guess you were wrong?" Ron asked, "I still love you and we can work this out. We'll have to start over so I can gain my trust in you again, and I'll have to kill Draco but we can work threw this."
"Ron no, we can't and won't work threw this. I'm most likely gonna keep doing what I'm doing with Draco. Actually I know I am, we have a really weird bond I really don't want to discuss. And I don't want to keep hurting you Ron. You'll find someone else who can love you better than I ever could. I'm not much for words Ron, but I still do love you and I want you to be happy." I said balling my eyes out. Ron speechless for words, eyes began to water. "Ron go, please just leave. Please!" and with that Ron got up and left speechless.
I'm pretty sure I could hear him smashing things as he walked to his room, the temper that he had. But I stayed in my room, crying. I missed all my classes, and remained crying most of the day. "It's over, its actually over." I kept saying to myself for about a thousand times in my head. Clarissa left me a few things of vodka to keep me occupied but I never looked at them until it was ½ past 10. I'm pretty sure I drank all of the one bottle and lied passed out on my bed. Passed out, or even dead was better than living right than.
I know it was all my fault but I couldn't help but cry, I've been with Ron for 2 years, and yes I loved him to death. And than Draco, he was just a stupid fling that I would keep doing over and over again just cuz he is sooo great. I couldn't keep going behind Ron's back like that, I just couldn't. Okay maybe I could, but my conscience would come back to me eventually, but that's besides the point.
I woke the next day in the hospital wing, staring at the ceiling, feeling quite ill. I sat up, which only gave me a throbbing headache, so I lay back down onto the white sheets. I grabbed my head to try and relieve the pain, but it didn't help. I tried to look around but the pain only increased. I threw both hands up against my head and began smashing them against my forhead. The pain getting worse by the minute. I screamed, and screamed and screamed, no one seemed to be answering my call. I tried to ignore the pain and sat up again inorder to around look around and I saw Ms... what the hell is that lady's name! FUCK! The pain soon became dreadfully painful so I layed down and placed the head on my pillow and closed my eyes, waiting for it to end. And quite soon I either died or passed out because the pain was too much to bare.
Later I opened my eyes, relieved to discover the pain was gone. This time instead of sitting up, I looked around still lying down. I noticed Ron sitting beside me holding my hands smiling. I looked to my left and saw another person lying in the bed across from me.
"You're finally awake, love." Ron said smileing.
"Ron, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"I was told you were in here so I wanted to be here when you woke." He said, the smile now beginning to scare me.
"Ron, who's in the bed beside me?" I asked looking over to the person on the bed next to me again.
"Don't worry about that, you're awake and that's all the matters." Ron said, the smile on his face growing.
"I haven't been asleep all that long have I?" I said confused.
"Now you came here last night, with alcohol poisoning and you woke up a few minutes ago." Ron said, "Also someone must have bashed you're head in cuz after you got here you're skull was cracked slightly down the middle."
"What?" I asked... -That explains the head ache but who would do such a thing to an already sick person.- I thought to myself.
"don't worry about it, you must have fallen off the bed somehow..." Ron said as he stood up and started petting my head, not so nicely. His eyes began to grow extremely wide and he was smile was overly huge by now.
"Ron, stop it you're scaryin me! Stop it!" I shouted, but no one was there to hear my screams. Ron slapped me and the numbing of the pain shut me up. It hurt so much, not as bad as my head did but still extremely painful. Ron ripped away my clothes and unzipped his zipper. He forcefully shoved himself in me, tears began rolling down my cheeks.
"Ron don't do this, please don't do this." I plead, but he wouldn't listen. He just kept going harder and deeper than I could handle. Tears began exploding from my eyes.
"Please stop, please." My pleads became a small whisper, for there was no one there to hear, no one there to stop him from doing this. Ron slapped me harder than I could imagine possible.
"Shut up already, you know I'm not going to stop bitch so just sit and enjoy the ride." Ron said. He quickly pulled himself out of me and moved up to my mouth and shoved his cock down my throat. I couldn't handle it, it was burning and he was in way too deep. But no matter what I did to try and make him stop he would just smack me extremely hard causing me to forget what was going on.
When he had enough he pulled himself out of me and zipped his fly up. "If you breathe a word of this to anyone, I will kill you, and that's a promise." And he kicked my gut so unbelieveably hard. He picked me up and placed a note a the desk saying I was free to go signed by Dumbledore. He carried me all the way up to my room, no one noticing because the were all in the great hall eating either lunch or dinner I wasn't quite sure. He said the password to the fat lady and threatened her if she told anyone that he would rip her picture and burn it. He continued until we were at my doorm and threw me on the floor.
"And you will continue going out with until 'I' say its over, you hear me." Ron said.
"Ron I can't." I whispered, unable to talk.
"Yes you can you stupid whore, and if I ever hear of you and that fuckin ferret doing anything again I will kill you. I will." Ron said. He kicked me one last time in the leg before he left. I crawled to my bed slowly, trying to avoid any unnecessary pain. I slowly pulled myself up, causing my side to burn as if I was being stabbed over and over again and I lay there for what seemed like hours. I had no more tears to cry, nothing left to drink, nothing but to lay there in my own misery. Drowning in my despair. Ron had never hurt a fly in his entire life, yet I'm lying here in pain because of him.
-Oreo69not96: It's so true! I would love to have a three some, it would be soooo awesome!
Chapter 7:
{Hermione's Point Of View Still...}
The next day I woke up to see Ron stand in my door way... staring at me. It scared the shit out of me!
"Holy fucking shit Ron!" I screamed when I saw him.
"So... have a fun detention last night I hear..." was all he said.
"Right, scrubbing floors is great fun Ron." I said rolling my eyes at him.
"Mmmmhhmmm... From what I heard you weren't doing much scrubbing." He said, getting angrier by the minute.
"What are you talking about Ron?" I asked sitting up.
"I'm talking about what Neville saw, with you and Draco, getting cozy on the floor." Ron said.
"Ron, what do you mean?" I asked, trying to avoid what I knew he was going to say.
"C'mon Hermione, don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what I'm fucking talking about you stupid slut!" Ron said as he slapped me hard across the face. I immediately grabbed my face and looked at Ron in shock, as my eyes began to water.
"Oh, Hermione I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Ron said as he realized what he'd done. He put his arms over my should and tried to soothe me but I pushed his arm off.
"Don't. I deserved it. I really did." I said water works starting. "Ron if what you heard from Neville was that I slept with Draco, than you heard right. Im really sorry, I honestly didn't mean to, it just kind of happened." Ron looked up at me and looked in the eyes for the 1st time since he came in my room. I could see the hurt in his eyes as he stared deep in mine, searching for something I'm not quite sure what.
"I'm really sorry. If I hurt, which I'm sure I did, I never meant to. I always thought I would be with you for my entire life, but I guess I was wrong." I said, wiping my tears, more still pooring out.
"What do you mean, you guess you were wrong?" Ron asked, "I still love you and we can work this out. We'll have to start over so I can gain my trust in you again, and I'll have to kill Draco but we can work threw this."
"Ron no, we can't and won't work threw this. I'm most likely gonna keep doing what I'm doing with Draco. Actually I know I am, we have a really weird bond I really don't want to discuss. And I don't want to keep hurting you Ron. You'll find someone else who can love you better than I ever could. I'm not much for words Ron, but I still do love you and I want you to be happy." I said balling my eyes out. Ron speechless for words, eyes began to water. "Ron go, please just leave. Please!" and with that Ron got up and left speechless.
I'm pretty sure I could hear him smashing things as he walked to his room, the temper that he had. But I stayed in my room, crying. I missed all my classes, and remained crying most of the day. "It's over, its actually over." I kept saying to myself for about a thousand times in my head. Clarissa left me a few things of vodka to keep me occupied but I never looked at them until it was ½ past 10. I'm pretty sure I drank all of the one bottle and lied passed out on my bed. Passed out, or even dead was better than living right than.
I know it was all my fault but I couldn't help but cry, I've been with Ron for 2 years, and yes I loved him to death. And than Draco, he was just a stupid fling that I would keep doing over and over again just cuz he is sooo great. I couldn't keep going behind Ron's back like that, I just couldn't. Okay maybe I could, but my conscience would come back to me eventually, but that's besides the point.
I woke the next day in the hospital wing, staring at the ceiling, feeling quite ill. I sat up, which only gave me a throbbing headache, so I lay back down onto the white sheets. I grabbed my head to try and relieve the pain, but it didn't help. I tried to look around but the pain only increased. I threw both hands up against my head and began smashing them against my forhead. The pain getting worse by the minute. I screamed, and screamed and screamed, no one seemed to be answering my call. I tried to ignore the pain and sat up again inorder to around look around and I saw Ms... what the hell is that lady's name! FUCK! The pain soon became dreadfully painful so I layed down and placed the head on my pillow and closed my eyes, waiting for it to end. And quite soon I either died or passed out because the pain was too much to bare.
Later I opened my eyes, relieved to discover the pain was gone. This time instead of sitting up, I looked around still lying down. I noticed Ron sitting beside me holding my hands smiling. I looked to my left and saw another person lying in the bed across from me.
"You're finally awake, love." Ron said smileing.
"Ron, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"I was told you were in here so I wanted to be here when you woke." He said, the smile now beginning to scare me.
"Ron, who's in the bed beside me?" I asked looking over to the person on the bed next to me again.
"Don't worry about that, you're awake and that's all the matters." Ron said, the smile on his face growing.
"I haven't been asleep all that long have I?" I said confused.
"Now you came here last night, with alcohol poisoning and you woke up a few minutes ago." Ron said, "Also someone must have bashed you're head in cuz after you got here you're skull was cracked slightly down the middle."
"What?" I asked... -That explains the head ache but who would do such a thing to an already sick person.- I thought to myself.
"don't worry about it, you must have fallen off the bed somehow..." Ron said as he stood up and started petting my head, not so nicely. His eyes began to grow extremely wide and he was smile was overly huge by now.
"Ron, stop it you're scaryin me! Stop it!" I shouted, but no one was there to hear my screams. Ron slapped me and the numbing of the pain shut me up. It hurt so much, not as bad as my head did but still extremely painful. Ron ripped away my clothes and unzipped his zipper. He forcefully shoved himself in me, tears began rolling down my cheeks.
"Ron don't do this, please don't do this." I plead, but he wouldn't listen. He just kept going harder and deeper than I could handle. Tears began exploding from my eyes.
"Please stop, please." My pleads became a small whisper, for there was no one there to hear, no one there to stop him from doing this. Ron slapped me harder than I could imagine possible.
"Shut up already, you know I'm not going to stop bitch so just sit and enjoy the ride." Ron said. He quickly pulled himself out of me and moved up to my mouth and shoved his cock down my throat. I couldn't handle it, it was burning and he was in way too deep. But no matter what I did to try and make him stop he would just smack me extremely hard causing me to forget what was going on.
When he had enough he pulled himself out of me and zipped his fly up. "If you breathe a word of this to anyone, I will kill you, and that's a promise." And he kicked my gut so unbelieveably hard. He picked me up and placed a note a the desk saying I was free to go signed by Dumbledore. He carried me all the way up to my room, no one noticing because the were all in the great hall eating either lunch or dinner I wasn't quite sure. He said the password to the fat lady and threatened her if she told anyone that he would rip her picture and burn it. He continued until we were at my doorm and threw me on the floor.
"And you will continue going out with until 'I' say its over, you hear me." Ron said.
"Ron I can't." I whispered, unable to talk.
"Yes you can you stupid whore, and if I ever hear of you and that fuckin ferret doing anything again I will kill you. I will." Ron said. He kicked me one last time in the leg before he left. I crawled to my bed slowly, trying to avoid any unnecessary pain. I slowly pulled myself up, causing my side to burn as if I was being stabbed over and over again and I lay there for what seemed like hours. I had no more tears to cry, nothing left to drink, nothing but to lay there in my own misery. Drowning in my despair. Ron had never hurt a fly in his entire life, yet I'm lying here in pain because of him.