What's a Riddle?

Roxanne

     I'm not used to this. I'm not used to waking up in the morning without Tom giving me a kiss, and dragging me out of bed. He's been gone for a long time, and I know he told me he would be back by morning. But it's three in the morning, and he's still not here. What the fuck am I talking about? My ass never wakes up at this time. The sun isn't even up, and I've slept by myself before. So why the fuck am I stressing myself out. He's fine. He can take care of himself. In fact I can take care of myself as well. Fuck I feel like I'm losing my mind. "Fuck my life!"
    If I can explain how my mind went. I would say it was how stressed I was for when Pansy set me up for a date for a boy I did like. Now I fucking hate him. Well I hated him when fourth year started. After how much I realized I hated this guy. I swore to myself I would never go on another date with someone, and would never fall in love. But I guess life throws you down a fucking path you didn't want because I'm losing my fucking mind over Tom. I just want him here next to me holding my thigh while he softly kisses my forehead. Every time I heard a little noise, I thought it was him. "This is ridiculous. Only psychopathic women get this obsessed over a guy. Not that I'm judging them, it's just I'm not like that. I can buy myself some time while I wait for him to get home. There is literally a shower not far away from me. I could take a shower, and make myself breakfast. Yeah, see. I can do this. And I just realized I'm talking to myself. I'm still talking to myself..oh fuck this!"
I basically got up and walked around in circles for two hours. My mother had a method for whenever I needed to calm down. Now I know this method sounds really strange, but it actually helps me. I just have to hope he has mail. But he also told me about the problem with mail being lost because he's underground. I ran down the hallway, and up the stairs to the top floor hoping there was something. When I went up to the top floor there was three owls there dropping mail on the floor. "Just my luck. Damn he only has three letters. That's very depressing." I picked up one of the letters, and read it out loud. "Dear, Tom Riddle. Your father has asked you to find out more information on the Elder Wand. It's significant for him to become more powerful in the end, in hoping you will take over his power after he dies. He understands how ancient the wand is, and hasn't been seen in awhile. But it's much needed for him, and you're future. - Peter" "Elder wand? Hmm. I thought it was destroyed. Guess not. Next one." "Tom, I haven't spoken to you since I've been sent to Azkaban. You can still write to me whenever you need to. -Reynold." That name is interesting because of what he did. Surprisingly, it was only words around the hallway for two days. And the reason people in school stopped taking about it. Is because one of the Hufflepuff girls was caught jumping into the Black lake while intoxicated. Anyways, one more letter. Maybe I shouldn't be going through his mail, but I have nothing else to do. I mean I could put them back, but for some reason reading letters helps me.
    I know I sound like I'm a sneaky bitch who's reading someone else's mail. But there's so much he doesn't tell me, and I would never say anything about it. So I decided to read the last letter in front of me. "Dear, son. I know I never write to you because it's not something I like doing. But I have some news, and a task that needs to be done. The Black family still hasn't noticed that Roxanne Black has been missing for two months. They need something that will show them how much they have no choice other than this one. I need you to shove Roxanne in their face. And when I mean shove in their face. I mean murder. I need you to kill Roxanne, and send her body to her fathers house with a note. This will show them that if they don't join us, we will tear apart their whole family slowly. It will start with her, and then it was go onto Harry. Find someway to make her think she's safe, and at the last minute... take her life. -Your Father."
   "What the fuck. Tom is going to kill me?" I'm sorry but I don't know if it's true or not. How can Tom want to kill me he has been so caring to me. But that could've been a trap to make me feel safe. He could kill me any moment. Shit, shit, shit. Tears started to fall down my face, and I jumped to hear the door open, and hear my name being called. "Roxy?" I quickly hid all the mail, and ran downstairs to see Tom standing in the living room. "Roxy, what's wrong?" "I'm just really tired." "I need to talk to you Roxy." "What is it?" "My father told me to do something, and I need some therapy." "Sure." He started to walk away. "Tom?!" "Yeah?" "What was the task he gave you?" He looked at me with a shallow and dead look. "It's not that important." "Why can't you tell me?" "Because I don't need to. You can find out on your own. Now walk with me." The fear was building up inside me, and I could feel a shiver down my spine. Could I really think this? Could I really think that Tom. The only man who really saw me could really hurt me? I'm scared to find out, but I know I will.