Drowning
~~Your POV~~
Drowning.
Some people worst fears. Others biggest desire.
The feeling of letting go.
Take that big full breath, feeling your lungs get full and expanding.
You find peace, that subtle feeling of letting every little stress go.
But when you put your head out of the water you find those same issues again.
Maybe I should let go, maybe I shouldn't. But this desire of proving to others that I am better than them and that I can do what I want is bigger.
After watching the moon go up the sky and seeing all the stars, it made me feel tiny but still powerful like the whole universe was watching my every move, and instead of feeling frightened I feel unafraid and excited.
But... he is missing, that little peace of me that gained a dependency on him needs him, his warm and cold embrace, his tiny love language, his scent of old books, leather, and that tiny hint of mint that followed him everywhere, I was addicted.
I got dressed and laid down on the ground, trying to stop the slight shiver that had gotten over me due to the cold of the water.
I started walking back into the school back again, I looked at the pocket watch I had in my robe and saw its way past curfew, if I get caught by Filch I will never forgive myself.
I took off my shoes to not make more noise and tippy-toed to the dungeons.
"Y/N, where were you?" Him. Of course, Mr. Filch where are you bud? I started to turn around slowly.
"Why do you care?" I said those exact words without even thinking, I felt like maybe I was overreacting, to say the least, but still I was hurt and he had to at bare minimum try to understand.
"Because- I-" He was stuttering like he was trying to find the words to say and I didn't have the patience.
"You what? Just say it." He started to walk towards me so quickly, that I only had time to back up into the wall behind me.
He was close, very close.
"Fuck it." The gap that was once the length of his arm was now closed by his lips on mine and his hands on my face caressing slowly my cheeks with his thumbs.
Y/N! Stop it. He is a traitor.
When I finally fell into the present after 40 seconds of his lips on mine. I pushed him away.
"No, don't even think I will forgive this fast." I was pissed, the range was all over me, the sadness that used to fill me before was now pure anger or maybe... lust, no what? No. Not right now.
"Y/N, I am so sorry." Again. That heartache. That feeling of being stabbed right on the wound that never closed, again and again. Like a crushing lair of needles just went through your heart, the person you thought was special and had that sweet side but you were wrong.
"No, you are not sorry, you are on the other side Severus, you may even need to kill me at one point." These words, the words I never thought would come out of my mouth just did.
"I would never." I couldn't. I couldn't bear to be doing this.
"Goodnight... Professor." I left. He didn't say anything else but his mind, oh. It was quite full.
I continued to my dorm and just drowned on my bed.
[A/N: Sorry for being so short and for maybe not being too good, I liked the picture way too much to not put in ;). Be safe, TPWK, all the love.]