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Since Draco could dream, he knew his future was undetermined. Having to choose between happiness and success, love and family, things you would think were supposed to be together are farther apart now than they were at the start. He learned that there is no such thing as a simple life for him.
Draco's morning had started bad as ever. He woke up late cause his alarm clock didn’t go off on time, (He forgot to replace the batteries, but he is not going to admit that). Jumping off the bed and tripping over the shoes he kicked off last night, he ran towards the shower, turning the knob. Hopefully while he got his cloths ready, the water would be hot and steamy for his rushed shower.
He took his phone off the charger and put his homework in his bag. After gathering his clothes, a simple shirt and jeans, he went back to the shower and reached his hand under but flinched as cold water sprayed out on his hand. He quickly pulled his hand back, shaking his head from side to side; he felt lightheaded.
“Damn,” He glanced at his phone screen, as he realized he didn’t even have time to take a shower without being late. Throwing on a jacket on top of his tank top,Draco stuffed his clothes in his book bag that was by the door and ran down the hall, passing the expressionless pictures along the way.
The pictures were meaningless and just help the house looked lived in. He knew that as a fact. But he also knew that personally as well. Draco wakes up and goes to sleep by himself, alone in that large and lonely house.
A few months ago, eight weeks to be exact, his 18th year old birthday and came and gone without him seeing his parents at all that day. He opened his eyes to the latest iPhone that came out just a few days ago, his already recently brought TV already replaced with a big, wider, and enhanced version, and his old-time favorite: blueberry pancakes. He did not once get an ‘happy birthday’ said to him by his parents that he didn’t see at all.
‘Having parents that pays more attention to their jobs then their own child isn’t what anyone wants at all.’ Draco hates it when the selfish kids at his school go around complaining of their parents being overbearing and showing too much affection, it irritates him and he could only think of the what ifs…
What if his parents paid more attention to him? What if they actually spoke to him instead of hiring people to do their needs for them? What if they loved him more than their money?
Grabbing a piece of bread, he didn’t pause running down the hall and out the door. While missing the school bus truly isn’t no hassle as his grades are good enough for him to skip a few days with no problems, he had something important to do that is a little heavy on his chest.
Draco was smart, one of the smartest kids in his school, much less his grade, so college was not out of his way. He knows that if you want a successful life, you’re going to need a successful career to back that up. He wants to go to college, but he also wants to use this chance to get from under his parents shadows and distance himself away from them. Since he was able to walk, talk, and read, he started seeing less and less of them. He doesn’t even remember how tall his father was than how tall he himself is compared to his father or even how his mother sounded.
To them, Draco is hardly worth speaking to. To Draco, his parents are simply roommates that leaves expensive objects in place instead of words and feelings that speak of love and care.
They’re a waste of space.
He ran out the large wooded front door to the sound of heavy rain beating down on the street and felt his heart drop. Looking out into the flooded streets and dark grey skies, he wondered how he couldn’t notice the weather when he first awoke and quickly dismissed that thought as he remembered that the already soundproof walls of his large house were as thick as giant pine trees and the fact that he didn’t open his dark curtain to peek outside in his panic. He let out a groan, reaching his hand up to rub his forehead.
’Well, off to school.’
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This suck. It really does but at the same time, it’s strange.
Walking in the rain didn’t used to bother him. With only his clothes and shoes getting wet thanks to his tough and smooth bookbag that was made from whatever material that had the rainwater run off the sides instead of inside the bag was one of the perks of having rich people parents.
Draco didn’t care about his wet and soggy clothing as he walking to his bus stop that was a few blocks from his house. He didn’t care about the fact that if he kept walking this same speed, he could miss his bus, despite that today was essential to his future, and therefore his life. He just didn’t care, not like how he did a few minutes ago. He didn’t care about anything at that moment.
That’s probably because he can’t feel anything. Well that’s not true, he feels something, but not what he’d expected at the time.
Standing in the rain, much less walking, he should be feeling to ice biting water hitting his skin, running down his neck, and leaving him shaking but he isn’t.
He feels so warm, like the sun is out and beaming on him alone at 100%.
‘What’s happening??’ Draco thought while in a daze, frantically looking up at the sky to see if the sun was out and he just didn't see it. But no, only the blackness of the sky stared back. There was no one on the street that he could ask if they were feeling what he was feeling. Just him alone in the rain, starting to burn up like he was on fire on the inside. 'why am I... feeling like this?’
'Am I sick?'
At every passing second, his body temperature was rising and rising, getting hotter and hotter. Draco started to huff and puff, and knew that his face and ears were a burning red. He leaned over, desperately trying to get oxygen in his system, but it wasn’t working.
His book bag and phone fell to the ground as his body started to fall over.
'What?'
Black spots started to fill his vision; He was going to faint in the middle of the street.
‘…I knew this day would suck,’ he thought as a glimpse of pale blue came out of nowhere and Draco fell into darkness.