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Chapter 12 : Chapter Twelve
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Song: Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy
I couldn’t believe my life was over. I watched Erien go and a stupid part of me wanted to take back those horrid words. But, he screwed me over in the past and he’s screwed me over now. I looked up at Ero and sniffed loudly. “Take me out of here,” I whispered, so my voice wouldn’t crack. He merely nodded and we flooed to somewhere in Muggle London.
We ended up in some crap Muggle restaurant. We walked in and sat down at a booth in the corner. When the Muggles continued to stare at us, I realized that A: I was still in my wedding dress with my hair and makeup mussed to shite and B: Ero was still in his Wizards robes. “Hi, I’m Brittany. Can, I get you anything to drink?” she asked, eyeing us curiously. “So, why are you both dressed so strangely at this time of day?” she asked, still just looking at him. “Did you just elope at a theme wedding?” she asked, stupidly.
“No, my sister and I are going to a fancy dress party later on and so I decided to treat her to lunch. Now if you don’t mind she’ll have tea with a shot of whiskey and I’ll take the strongest liquor you have,” Ero said, turning back to me. He didn’t bother to notice the blonde slag’s tiny waist, long legs, huge breasts, and big bum. This made me smile. On the other hand, the slag had definitely got her eyes on Ero.
“Alright then, I’ll be right back with that and the menus,” she said, turning and sashaying away.
“She really rates you, that one,” I said, smiling a little despite the pain.
“Look, I don’t give a flying fart in space about some blonde slag. I care about you. So tell me, how are you feeling? The truth Alli,” he said, making me want to laugh. His grey eyes continued to analyze me, I seriously hope that the makeup didn’t look too bad. But, knowing me, I did look horrid. Fuck.
“I really fucked up with Al this time. He’ll never forgive me. Then, he’ll get over me and find someone who’s not a cheating slut,” I said, as a fresh wave of tears came flooding down. “What am I going to do? I can’t go to my flat to face him, I just can’t!” I cried, sniffing loudly.
“Come on, let’s get out of here,” he said, taking my hand and pulling me up on my feet. He pulled me out so fast, I didn’t know what was going on. We walked for a long time before we reached that Muggle bar. As it turns out, Ero owns the bar and the room above it is his sanctuary away from his girlfriend and son.
We walked into his room and I sighed. It was still littered with bottles and fag butts. “I can’t go home Ero. Al could be there, waiting to yell some more. I’m going to floo Mum and ask if Tamsin can stay with her for awhile, where am I going to go?” I cried, wiping the black from my eyes. At least, I hope I did.
“Here, Alli. You can stay here. Why don’t you floo your Mum. I’ll get something for you to wear,” Ero said, touching my shoulder. I nodded as he walked into his room to find me something to wear. Now I had time to think.
I went to my room and sighed. I told her that this would happen. She should’ve been straight with him from the beginning. Then maybe, just maybe there would have been the smallest possibility that they could’ve gotten past her indiscretions. I shook my head and pulled open the ancient armoire. My old clothes from my years at Hogwarts stared back at me. An old too-tight Wednesday 13 tee shirt. A pair of tight black jeans. Too tight for me now.
I grabbed the clothes and a pair of thick socks for her. She’d have to bunch the jeans up to be able to walk without tripping. But, I didn’t have much. I walked back into the living room where she was begging her parents to watch Tamsin and to not let Al take her. After a moment, they conceded and their faces disappeared from my fireplace. “Here, there’s an extra towel hanging in the bathroom. The black one is mine. Go take a long hot bath. You’ll feel better. Oh, and I hope these clothes are alright. Here’s an oversized tee-shirt and a pair of sweats for you to sleep in,” I said, making her smile warily at me.
“Thank you Ero…” she said, in a dejected tone. She shuffled off toward the bathroom and then the door closed. I frowned again before changing into a pair of loose fitting black jeans and a black S.O.A. shirt. I heard the shower turn on and decided that maybe it’s time to call my girlfriend.
I flooed her instead. She was in the kitchen making tea for her and her unbearable sister, May. Now she is the slag of the century. “Wyn, I’m going to stay with Allisha at the Pub for a couple of days. She really needs a friend,” I said, making her and Sister Satan start.
“What? Well…fine but make sure to floo whenever you can,” she said, making her sister smirk.
“Are you sure you want to let your boyfriend near that slaggy little minx Allisha Malfoy?” May said, in an unpleasant tone.
“I beg your pardon? That’s funny, you calling Alli a slag when you’ve gotten more arse than a toilet seat? You who’s not only slept with just about every bloke you’ve come across not to mention you tried to cop off with me. You dare to call Alli a slag when you yourself are quite literally the slag of the century! I don’t know anyone who’s had more cocks in her henhouse than you have. You’re like a McDonalds: Now Serving 10, 000, 0001. So don’t you dare try to insult my friend when, you are fucking Merlin knows how many men,” I said, making her splutter in anger and embarrassment. Wynter just put a hand to her lips in order to keep from laughing.
“Just be back in a few days Love,” Wynter said, smiling at me. I knew she would understand.
“Right, I’ll miss you. Later Hag,” I said, kissing Wynter’s lips before stepping back into the fireplace. I decided that perhaps it’s best if Alli had a cup of tea and something hot to eat. It might make her feel better. So, I set to work. Well, I made tea and ordered an extremely large cheesy as hell meaty pizza.
It was about half hour later that Alli came out wearing my old clothes. They fit decently. Her eyes were still all red and puffy so, I knew she’d been crying. At least she didn’t look like an overly drugged clown whore like she did earlier. She curled up on the beat up couch and hugged herself tightly. She seemed broken, I don’t know how to really describe it. “Eat something Allisha, you can’t just starve yourself,” I said, watching her carefully.
“I’m not hungry…” she muttered, taking a sip of her tea. She held it as if to warm her hands. She shivered and I knew it wasn’t from cold. She was breaking and she had no one else to turn to, except an already damaged asshole. I. E. me.
“Allisha, please just eat. After all I went through to place the order and pay,” I said, trying to get a smile out of her.
She grimaced slightly before picking up a small slice and taking a tiny mouse bite out of it. I guess after losing the love of your life you really lose your appetite. After a few more attempts at eating, she put the slice down and wrapped her arms around her legs. I crossed my legs and leaned slightly in my beat up old armchair. She didn’t look like she was going to say anything at all, anytime soon. Poor Allisha Malfoy. How fucked is she now, no boyfriend, everyone probably thinks she’s a complete slag and it’s all Erien Flint’s fault for speaking up. Actually, it’s both their fault for shagging in the first place.
But, who am I to judge? I don’t know what was going on in her life that she had to go and shag the bollocks out of Flint. It was about ten minutes before she let out a loud sigh. “I’m going back tomorrow. I have to take responsibility. Besides, I don’t want Tamsin to think something bad happened. Even though it has. I need to be there for her but, how can I explain something like this? She’s only six years old,” she said, grabbing her hair. I watched as the tears once again made their way down her sad, broken face.
“I’ll take you back to your place tomorrow but, for now you need to get your sleep. Come on, there’s a bed in my room. I’ll take the couch,” I said, before she could protest.
“Thank you, for everything Ero,” she said, standing up. I may just let her keep those clothes. They look better on her anyway.
“It’s not a problem. You know that you can count on me for anything. We’re both fucked up you know,” I said, making her smile slightly. Well, it was better than nothing.
“Goodnight,” She said, before turning to walk into my room.
“Goodnight Allisha,” I said, watching her go before she closed the door. I knew that we’d reached some sort of understanding. We were mates now. And by mates I mean friends. Our fucked up lives have intertwined and we are now part of one another. In a strictly platonic way of course. The girl can drive me mad with her idiocy. But, other than that I think that we were meant to find eachother and be there for one another. After a moment I just dropped onto the couch and closed my eyes. It was nice to be away from Wynter and Spirit. At least for tonight. Tomorrow would bring a new problem. But, until then I would sleep and she would sleep. Hopefully without nightmares.
A/N: Okay so first I’d like to say sorry for the long wait to update. Things have been getting hectic here. I would like to apologize for the rambling-ness of the chapter. I was really lost. Here’s hoping you like it.
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