Forced to love you | Mattheo Riddle- Forever young

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May 2, 1998

I hadn't really given much thought to how I would die, but dying with the person I hate the most wasn't how..

I was only 18 when my family sent me away To marry a person with the coldest heart I had ever felt. A person who never showed emotions. A person who pretended he couldn't love nor act nice towards others. I hated him and he hated me. This was going to be the worst marriage ever.

My family didn't care about that, all the cared about was the money. The power they would get as two rich families combine.

My mother was the only one who cared. She wanted this as much as I did. If it was my choice I wouldn't even dream of getting married to him..but no one listened to her, she was just a woman in their eyes..yet she tried her best to comfort me and
tell me it was all going to be alright.

May 2, 2000

Now I realize love can't stay forever

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She took another look at herself in the mirror as she closed the book she was writing in. The white dress covered the whole floor leaving barely any place for her mother when she wakes in. She noticed how her mother hid her emotions behind a smile.

"You look beautiful"

Ariana sighed. She looked away from her mother and back into the broken mirror. Whenever she thought about him she would picture him as the mirror and punch it. She would then think about the mirror as broken as herself. Narcissa on the oher hand regretted getting married in the first place, although it was her choice and her love she had decided it was a mistake. She loved Lucius, but he had turned into a monster she could never regonize.

"Mother I don't want this..I don't want to get married. Not to him...either way I'm only 18"

A tear fell down her cheek, slowly. Her mother looked at her daughter noticing how hurt she was. "I know..but it will be the best for you. Listen, You will run away, far away from here. Somewhere you are safe. And you will live a happy life..get married to Mattheo get a house..and during the night when he is asleep you run away"

Ariana nodded as her mother wiped the tears off her chin. " I will mother... I'm finally going to be free"Ariana smiled and looked back into the mirror with a sigh. " well let's just get the wedding over with"her mother Narcissa smiled to make her daughter feel more comforted before they both turned and walked down the stairs. The wedding were held at the Malfoy Manor and only the rich pure-bloods were invited, but somehow Ariana's friends had found a way inside.
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All eyes were on me as I entered the opening of the door. Mattheo stood by the alter.. I was surrounded by people, death eaters...Mattheo looked away from the window and right at me. Fuck. He had to se me like this, miserable and his soon to be wife. Not his enemy anymore. But the faster it's over the better, for me at least..

I walked with a fake smile plastered on my face, pretending to be happy.

She was standing by the alter. Hand in hand as the priest started talking. "Will you Mattheo Riddle, marry this woman in front of you?" The words made her ears hurt. Say no say no she kept telling herself. He used a minute, a minute full of doubt and insecurity.

"I do"

Her whole world stopped for a second. She couldn't run she couldn't say no..she was trapped, she was forced into a marriage. "Mrs. Malfoy" she snapped back into the reality she was in all along. It was now she had to make the hardest choice ever. "Yes, I do" she told them, but deep inside she knew, this was not what SHE wanted. It was all pure hate and bad thoughts the two shared for each other, but might they have felt something else all along? Maybe they did and maybe they did not. What was clear was that she wanted to escape, escape the world.

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A few months later and I'm still trapped in this mess. I have not been out of this place in a while and are not planning to. I am currently sitting in my bed with the door locked hoping Mattheo won't open it and show up. 

Marrying him was a big mistake. 

I did not hvae much of a choice either..which I wish I had. Now I have turned 19, which is still a pretty young age. I'm married to someone I thought I would kill...how hasn't my life ended yet?  The day of the wedding was when I first heard how terrified he was. His voice was shivering and he was sweating, his face  was trying to not show emotions, but it was clear..

he was a depressed little motherfucker.