Torn Between Two Riddles (RIDDLES x READER FANFIC)

Chapter 45: Tom

⚠️sexual assault.... Kinda (I'll put the symbol right before and after it's done)⚠️

Y/N-

I watched as Tom immediately got up and left the common room, not even giving me a chance to respond.

"F*ck." I said under my breath turning to Theo.

He nodded his head, "go after him."

"What?"

He smiled and rubbed his thumb on my cheek, "I trust you. Go make sure he's okay."

I couldn't stop the smile on my face. I leaned forward and kissed him before going after Tom.

I'd barely made it into the hallway before being grabbed by the waist and dragged into an empty classroom.

He pinned me against the wall with his hands on either side of my head trapping me in. I noticed that he refused to grab me by throat since he accidentally hurt me in the hall the other night.

"I knew you'd come after me." He smirked down at me.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. He grabbed my jaw and tilted my head up at him, "There's no need for that. If your going to roll those pretty little eyes, it should be because I'm making them roll back in pleasure."

I went to move away and he stepped closer.

"Why not give me a chance?" He looked me dead in the eye. His face hovering in front of mine close, so close we were breathing the same air. "I could be good. I can protect you." He moved till his lips were grazing against the skin on my neck below my ear. "I could make you happy."

Then he gently kissed my neck. I stood there frozen for a second before pushing him off me. He took a couple steps back and didn't look at me to hide the pain in his eyes.

"I can't Tom. We can't-" I tried.

He nodded his head before turning to kick the chair behind him and running his fingers through his hair. He was muttering something under his breath trying to calm himself down, but it didn't work.

He scoffed and turned back to me fast slamming his fist on the wall beside my head.

I flinched.

I didn't mean too.

I knew he would never actually hurt me, but he was so angry and it just happened.

He looked at me in disbelief.

He stepped back, "I would never-"

"I know-"

"Do you? Because you-"

"Tom-"

He looked broken. I've never seen him look like this. He's always so composed. Emotionless.

But right now he just looked lost.

He turned to storm out the door so I reached out and grabbed his arm, spinning him around to face me.

A tear fell from his cheek. I wiped it away with my thumb. He just looked at me like I was a ghost. "I'm sorry." He mumbled.

Then turned and left me there alone in the classroom.

I stood there for a second in shock before walking out of the classroom after him and he was gone.

I walked down the empty corridor to see if I could see him, but there was no one. I turned to head back when a hand gripped the back of my neck and pushed me into the wall.

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My head hit the stone and I gasped tightly against the grasp on my neck.

I looked up and my eyes met his.