I'm aware there isn't a ch. 40 don't mind that
the following chapter contains: violent content⚠️
i hate this chapter sm. i spent days writing it not knowing what the right way to put this was.
Mattheo
I was chained to the wall in a room, blood dripping down from my face, my whole upper body bruised and cut up.All for her. It'll all be worth it soon.
There's no way I can escape this unless I kill him. Kill who, though? Voldemort? Daniel? I want to kill them both.
"Now what am I going to do with you today.." he grinned. "Kill you?" He smirked. "I'd kill you in a second. You can't kill me. You need me." I muttered, my direction at the cold, hard, blood-covered ground.
"Ah. I know." He started walking towards me. He dropped the dagger on the floor and reached for my hair.
He roughly plucked out w few strands of my hair and put it in his pocket.
Is this fucker serious right now?
"What? You got a fetish for my hair or something? Fucking twat." I scoffed.
"I'll be back to tell you soon. Surprised you haven't figured it out." He smirked. "Is this shit funny to you?" I snapped while pulling on the chains only making them hurt my wrists more.
He shortly left. I was still chained to the wall.
Why the hell would he take samples of my hair?
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Maya
He was starting to be more and more distant from me. He kept disappearing during the day and coming back at night.He still wouldn't tell me where he was getting all those bruises from.
I kept thinking of how he told me that everything was going to be okay and that I didn't need to worry, but I did.
I hated not being with him.
Then all the sudden, there he is.
"Hey! Where you been?" A grin appeared on my face. "Oh-hey. I was just doing some homework in the library." He went in to kiss me.
He usually comes in for a hug or a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh-okay. Why didn't you invite me? Just wondering." I nicely pushed him away from kissing me.
"Just—needed to clear my mind." He inhaled a sharp breath.
"Okay, you all good?" I tilted my head to him. Something looked different.
"Yes, Amaya. Can you stop with the questions?" He snapped. "Okay..." I looked down at our feet all confused. Why did he talk to me like that? And why did he call me Amaya? He hasn't in ages.
"Yeah, you should be." He scoffed then walked away.
"What the fuck??" I mumbled to myself as he walked away not saying a word nor looking back.
Hearing this tone from him made me angry. It reminded me of the way Draco used to act towards me.
I turned around and started walking quickly to catch up with him. "What the fuck is wrong with you? If you're mad about something, you know you could just say it and not take it out on me!" I pulled his arm back.
He stopped and stared at me for a few seconds. I felt weird now just standing in silence with him. Why is he being like this?
Daniel
Shit. Is this not how Mattheo acts?
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