Monster From Hell | Tom Riddle

forty six

The last week of January rolled by quickly. Tom and I have gotten into a few fights over the week, but we would always make up one way or another. I guess he was just getting used to the 'loving someone' thing, and I can't really blame him for that. Considering that he has never loved or cared for a single soul in his life.

It was now a Friday once again, I was just heading back to the Slytherin common room after yet another class of Defense Against the Dark Arts. When I then saw Tom, I smiled delightfully.

"Hey, Tom." I said while walking towards him. He ignored my words and continued to walk. I walked up beside him and smiled again.

"Go away," He mumbled angrily under his breath and continued to walk. He stood in the corridors, looking out the window.

"Is that your boyfriend?" I heard a guys voice from behind me, it was one of the quidditch players for the Gryffindor team, Cormac Mclaigian.

"Yep." I said plainly.

"You could do so much better you know." He said while grabbing my waist, making me feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Please don't do that." I told him while pulling away.

"Whatever," He shook his head, "By the way your boy friends coming. He doesn't look happy." He said while pointing behind me. I turned around, Tom was coming towards us with a very steaming expression on his face. Mclaigian started to walk away.

"Not so fast Mclaigian!" Tom muttered angrily and started going after Cormac. Tom eventually caught up to him and started to punch him in the face. Which resulted into a fight.

Everyone roaming the corridors stopped to see what was going on. Cormac had Tom pinned to the ground, his nose and knuckles were bruised and bleeding.

Eventually Snape and Mcgonagall came along and pulled the two away.

"That's enough!" Mcgonagall yelled, silencing everyone in the corridors, "You two, my office." She said to both Cormac and Tom.

Everyone brushed it of their shoulders and continued on with their day. I headed back to the common room to continue with my homework for the week.

Although I couldn't focus. The fight replayed in my mind over and over again. I put my homework away and before to read a book, but I couldn't focus on that either.

Not long after Tom came storming into the common room, with the same angry expression on his face from before. He looked around the room and spotted me. He stormed over to me and grabbed me by the collar of my shirt.

"What the fuck were you doing!" He exclaimed angrily while pulling me up to my feet rapidly.

"He did it to me! I told him to stop!" I exclaimed back, "What the fuck is up with you, Tom? You push me away but the second I talk to a boy you have to-"

I was cut of by Tom smashing his lips on to mine, the room silenced. We both pulled away slowly, almost feeling impossible to pull away. Tom took my jaw in his hand and traced my lips with his thumb.

"I was in a bad mood." He said while picking me ip from the ground. My legs were wrapped around his waist and my arms were rested on his shoulders. He carried me up to his dorm without saying a word. He threw me onto the bed and hovered over me.

"I was not in the mood for your shit!" He muttered while taking off his tie and putting  it around my hands, "You'll be punished." He said while pulling out a bandana and covering my eyes with it, causing everything to become pitch black.

I felt Tom's soft wet lips touch the skin of my neck, sucking at it. That was definitely gonna leave a mark.  He placed more marks all over my neck, I could tell by the way he sucked my skin, and he never failed to leave marks everywhere.