I (Don't) Want To Forget | M.R. (ENG)

CHAPTER 1

* Four years later *

Taylor was in the library and was putting books back on the appropriate shelves the moment she noticed someone's shadow. Redhead smiled.

"Don't sneak. " She said and put down the last book and then turned to her friend in front of her. "I know you're here. " She looked at Mattheo, who smiled at her. "You have a strong cologne, you know? "

"Hah, and you don't like my colonge at all, huh?" He said. "You already confessed it to me the last time you were drunk." He reminded her.

"It was a long time and not true. " She shook her head but didn't hide a smile.

"Are you going to dinner? " Brunet asked looking at the clock in the library.

"Yes, I just have to go to one more place. " She replied looking at him. "Go, I'll join you in a moment. " She patted him on the shoulder and went her way.

The student went to the dormitory and reached for her bag in search of what was lost.

"It's gone. " She said to herself, then ran her hand through her hair, tossed the bag to the side and looked into the cupboard, and then into the drawers. However, she couldn't find it.

At the same time, the younger Riddle had already reached the Great Hall and looked at his friends sitting at the tables. It surprised him that Taylor hadn't been here for so long.

"Hey, Pansy, have you seen Tay? " He asked after a moment.

"I passed her in the room. " She replied. "She looked for her drugs, but couldn't find them. She was mumbling to herself that they were gone, she looked quite scared. " Parkinson said and took a sip of the drink.

"Ah, damn it! " Mattheo cursed and sprinted out of the Great Hall to find Monroe. The others only exchanged glances, not really knowing what it was about.

When Pansy said 'drugs' she meant Taylor's medications, which she had to take at the right time. The others didn't know how much harm a teenager's lack of these medicines could do. But the younger Riddle knew it all too well. He found out about her condition quite by accident. Once a young witch stopped taking her medication, and it didn't end well for her. She started to go crazy, scream, cry, destroy everything around. It was sudden and quick, the young woman couldn't control it, it was as if she had become a completely different person. It's as if she has two different personalities that only her medications keep in check. When they're missing, Taylor's condition worsens. The girl can not only lose control over herself in this way, but when it comes to this, teenager can hurt herself.

The Dark Lord's Son ran down the corridors as fast as he could, and when he reached his destination he found out that he had missed his friend. One of the students told him that she saw Monroe go to the bathroom so the boy also went there.

He ran quickly inside and began to look around in panic. Water was pouring from the taps, and now it was pouring out of the sinks, but this was what he worried about the least, he wanted to find Taylor.

"Tay? " He exclaimed, slightly out of breath. "Tay?! " He looked around.

"T-Theo...? " He heard a soft, crying voice. He immediately walked towards it and found the students sitting against the wall. The young woman was shaking, her makeup was blurred with tears, and there was a knife in her hand. "I-I can't..." She cried and looked pleadingly at the boy. "I can't control it..."

"It's okay. " He walked over to her and took her trembling hands, then carefully took the knife from her and put it in his pocket. "It's okay, I'm here. " He wiped her tears and then took the shaky woman in his arms. "I'll take you to the Hospital Wing, okay? " He said, carrying her, he wanted to keep her busy, so that she would stop thinking about the worst.