Know How To Make Me Cry

She hadn't expected for Indigo to save her, she hadn't expected anyone in the band to. She had made all of their relationships strained. She did, she blamed herself.

When Draco had been forcefully removed from her, she had only laid there among the commotion. Her mind and body living in this aftermath of what was, or just had happened to her. It was much different than her first time, her only time with him. He knew what he wanted, he had gotten experienced. And his evil nature had just grown larger from the last time she saw him until now.

When she looked up to Indigo, her vision was blurred from the near out of body experience and it hit her straight into her mind when she realized what Indigo had done. She flew from her laying position and threw herself onto Draco's lifeless body, "NO Indigo!" As she broke out into sobs while holding her once lover, now dead. It may have been a true sign about how messed up she really was. How much she needed Indigo, how dependent she was on him and their relationship. Because even after everything Draco had done, this was not what she wanted. Laying here in his blood, with her own beaten body. And she certainly didn't want it in the eyes, or through the jaws of Indigo.

"Duchess"