Malia Black

Malia Black is always compared to her mother Bellatrix, they think she's going to turn out evil. Well they are sadly mistaken, but could they turn her into the monster she's trying not to be? What happens when she gets a crush, but not on someone you would expect...
Editing by: @ NightshadeCreepypasa
//Completed May 3rd 2016//


10. Chapter 10

Malia's POV


*Trigger warning*


I let out a long sigh and kept looking at my shoes, I don't think there's anything to talk about, it's not like I have feelings for him... Do I? Well I refuse to like him, nope I have no feelings that would mean I would have to have a heart and I don't have one of thoes things.

"Well Malia I think that-"

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Nothing happen okay? People are fucked if they think anything could or would happen between you and me, like absolutely not your not my type at all." I snapped getting up and walking out the door leaving Ronald with a dumbfounded face and tears gleaming in his eyes. 

It hurt like hell, but I had to do it. I had too, having feelings fucks you up bad. I don't need that shit in my life, its complicated enough with my family and all that bullshit. 

I speed walked through the halls ignoring anyone and everyone who tried to talk to me or anything, I even ignored Cora. I just want this shitty night to end like fuck. 

As soon as I got to Slytherin I seen Draco and he stopped me and started questioning me about everything so I balled my fists and punched him in the face really annoyed.

"Well no wonder the only guy you could get was Weasley" He said rubbing his nose.

This pissed me off to a point to an extreme that I never thought I could reach. I couldn't move, I couldn't say anything, I just stood there; my face as red as a tomato and my anger and feelings crumbling inside of me. I could feel the tears stinging my eyes but I didn't let them flow.

I slowly turned around and started to walk up to my room, my feet felt like cement blocks, my body as bloated as a whale, and my heart, oh my heart was ripped, burned, stomped on and cracked. 

As soon as I seen my bed, and to my luck- sorry the only shred of luck I had, my room-mates weren't in the room. I collapsed on my bed and the tears started flowing like water falls, they didn't stop- they couldn't stop.

My nose was running as my useless heart continued to beat with every single tear that escaped, Draco was right. How could any guy ever like me? I'm the daughter of Bellatrix, I'm ugly as shit, and my personality is shitty too. I'm fat even when people say I'm not but I look in the mirror and see myself as a fucking whale. I hate my eyes, my smile is ugly and the worst part about me, is my hope.. I can get myself hopeful that if a guy likes me but I know deep deep down no guy ever truly will... No one will, I'm surprised aunt Narcissia let me move in with her because I'm such a terrible person...

I got up still crying, and my nose still running, also still moving as if my feet were still cement blocks. I walked over to a little wooden box that I carved the words "Hate, Break, Heal" into. I opened it and there were four items in that box: 1 Razor, 1 photograph of my friends and I smiling, and two little pill. 

I picked up the pills and held them in my hands, strong strength with enough power to overdose on if I took them both. 

I looked at them, there little tiny company logo embroiled in to them.

No one cares, no one understands me. I have only few friends and everyone else hates me, my life's already a living hell so why continue it?

I pulled out a water bottle and opened it, I popped the two silent killers into my mouth and took a sip of water but before I could swallow, I remembered a pair of green eyes and a smile so beautiful it could shine brighter then the sun, the moon, and the stars combined.

And you know what I did? I spit the pills out, the water and the pills both landed into a pile on the floor in front of me. I sat on my bed and wiped the last of my tears, I can't let this win. I won't let this win. If I go down.. I'm going down with a fight, and a damn good one at that!


Author's note:
Hey guys, thanks for the reads and the positive comments! I just wanted to say I'm sorry for the emotional chapter... I just felt the book needed a little emotion. If anyone is ever feeling depressed or anything really serious please talk to someone! A friend, a parent, a family member, a doctor or even a teacher! There is always help for people that ask! And to anyone battling depression, please don't let it win! Keep fighting, eventually you'll be through it and you will be happy again. 

I love you guys! <3




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