[Bellatrix:]
It is midnight, I can see it from the little opening at the top of the walls. I need to get out of here. I glance at my brother who hasn't talked to me since his outburst earlier. He is asleep. I sigh.
The ropes binding us are laced with dark magic. I know, because I have tried to loosen it out, but each it keeps sending jolts of painful electric bolts down my spine. I bit my lips in anger. This shouldn't be like this. This shouldn't fucking end like this.
I shut my eyes, wishing that he was here.. Alec.
"No proper training, and yet you call yourself the chosen" I jerk out of my train of thoughts and glance at my brother.
"You were not sleeping" I state.
He rolls his eyes, "Who sleeps in a situation like this?" I gulp, short of words. My brother is disappointed in me and I have no idea what to do, exept-
"You speak like it was my choice, brother" I finally say, holding his icy stare.
"Everyone has a choice, Bellatrix!"