Always - T.M

☆ Chapter 6 ☆

This chapter is going to be a rollercoaster, so I suggest you get your popcorn and drinks ready.

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There's a month left of summer, and I was already done with it. Matilda hasn't been too harsh on me so far, so I guess that's fine with me. She ignores me most of the time, but she seems to love making me do all the chores. She would make one of the children to send me a list with everything I needed to do, including some things that could be considered illegal. 

 I haven't really done anything other than the chores these past few months, except for staring at the painting she drew. I kept the painting stored away safe, away from anyone. Especially Matilda, that nasty woman would probably burn the painting if she found it.

"Why do I have to be so deep in love for someone who doesn't like me back?" I mutter to myself.

Suddenly, a boy enters the room. "Matilda's requested for you." he says.

I sigh, and get up from the bed. As I'm walking to Matilda's office, I feel like something's off.

Once I get there, I knock on the door. 

"Come in, Mr. Riddle." Matilda says, with her squeaky, high pitched voice.

Merlin, I hated her. There was nothing to even like about her, she was fake. Fake like her teeth, that is.

"Yes?" I ask, while looking down at the ground.

"Look at me when you're talking, little boy." she scowls. 

"Sorry." I respond, while gritting his teeth.

"So, Tom. Have you been focusing on your studies?" Matilda says slowly, with an evil smile on her face.

"Of course I have been." I confidently lie, while trying not to avada kedavra her arse.

"Do not dare show attitude in front of my face!" She exclaims, with her face as red as a tomato.

I say nothing, and I look away while smirking.

"CRUCIO!" Matilda yells, while pointing her wand at me.

I try not to yell, but I couldn't escape from the pain as she crucio'd me several more times.

Eventually, she let me go. Only for that day, unfortunately.

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It was the day after, and she had crucio'd me once again. 

Was the woman truly heartless? She had a family of her own, so I couldn't understand her behavior. It wouldn't be justified either way, but her actions are incredibly psychopathic. She would smile while watching me writher in pain, and she would not say a single word after doing so.

I stared at the painting once again, as I feel a tear escape from my eye. Before I could stop myself, I was sobbing in tears.

Eventually, I fell asleep in my soaked shirt.

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I guess my 2 days of suffering weren't enough, because she did that  to me for everyday of the 1 month  I had left at the orphanage. I couldn't even say the spell name, it brought me literal nightmares.

I expected that coming back to the orphanage would be miserable as usual, but not like this.

It was now time to get the Hogwarts train station.

Within a single month, summer in general changed me.

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I was drowning in my tears, with no one there for me.

Just me, just me being broken.

Isolated.

Heart Wrenched.

And the only thing that's keeping me going is her.

Cecelia, the one I adore the most.

I love you.

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Once I boarded the train, I saw her. Cecelia. 

She smiles at me softly, which makes me almost want to talk to her.

'Stay away from her,' my inner thought chimes in.

I gulp and try to walk past her compartment, while trying to ignore her.

Before I could head into the empty compartment, Cecelia pushed me into a wall.

"Tom, you did not write a single letter to me this entire month, and now you're ignoring me. What the hell is going on?" Cecelia says furiously.

I try to move past her, but she blocks me from doing so.

I sigh in regret of what I was about to say, but I knew I had to.

"I don't know, you tell me. You've been acting weird ever since we almost kissed, and there's been this awkward tension between us. I don't know what you think about me but-" she cuts me off by colliding her lips onto mine.

My lips move in sync with hers, as we kiss each other furiously. Cecelia pushes me into the compartment, and wraps her legs around me waist. I plant my lips on her neck, and I suck on it while she moans softly. 

Eventually, we pull apart while gasping for breath.

"That was- interesting." Cecelia says, while smiling at me in an awkward sense.

"I don't regret it. Do you?...." I state with confidence.

She shakes her head, and I smirk at the tinge of red on her cheeks that had formed.

"Aww you're blushing, Cecelia's blushing!" I say, with a grin on my face.

She turns her head away quickly to the window, but I could still see a small smile on her face.

Maybe my life could be a fairytale, with a happy ending. Or it could be a tragic love story. I'm not sure which one it would be, but I didn't want to think too negatively right now.

After all, Cecelia was right next to me. My Cecelia.

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