Maybe it was a combination of no sleep, the energy potion, and shock, but it took a long time for all that Scorpius said to process through his brain. When it did, it was almost in reverse order. He tried to soothe Scorpius about his parents, but he didn't know the exact words of what he said. He registered the kiss, the hand in his hair, but all he heard was a buzzing in his ears. He pulled back, though it was almost as if he weren't in control of his body anymore, and shoved Scorpius away.
"You call me a whore and then you want to have sex?" It came out a whisper, almost a hiss. "I've done all I can to show you how sorry I am about what had happened. I can't do more than that, but I am not a whore." He swallowed, but kept his spine straight. "It was one moment of bad judgment and weakness that I can't make any excuses for, or you can call it unresolved issues or whatever you need, but you don't get to call me a whore. "
He moved away from the bed, needing to put distance between them. He was trembling, keyed up and anxious with a sick feeling in his stomach. "I think you should go. We both need some time away, to think. I won't stay with someone who calls me a whore, and feels bad about wanting me. I'm sorry about Dylan, Scorpius, but you need to decide if you can forgive me, or if this is going to be between us forever. Because if it is, then neither of us will be happy and that's fair to no one."