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

CHAPTER 2

A few days later.

Returning from class, Taylor came across one of the people she would prefer to avoid. It was her ex.

"Dexter..." Teenager sighed.

"It's been a long time. " The boy approached her. "What are you doing, besides your main job of fucking the Slytherin guys? "

Monroe looked at him indignantly.

"Fuck off, Dexter. " She snorted and wanted to pass him, but he firmly grabbed her wrist and stopped.

"I'm not done yet. " He growled at her.

"But I do. " She said and stepped on his leg.

"B*tch..." He hissed in pain and stopped her again. "I can see that you haven't changed much since the last time. " He looked into her eyes then rolled up her shirt sleeve showing the cut scars on her hands. "There are some new ones, I can see. " Laughed. "You're still punishing yourself like that for her death, huh? Murderess. " He said through his teeth.

Moments later, they both heard someone whistle briefly but clearly. When Dexter turned back, he immediately regretted it because he got a pfrom Mattheo. Due to the blow, Dexter had to wipe the blood from his nose with his hand.

"Well, even the Dark Lord's son himself couldn't resist your lying charm?" He snorted and smiled showing his teeth stained at that moment with his own blood. "You haven't changed. " He looked at Monroe again. "Now he's gonna be your victim, huh? "

"You don't know anything. " Witch interrupted him, trying to keep her own tears from falling out.

"I know more than you think." He grinned again, then hissed in pain as Riddle twisted his arm. "Let go of me, you bloody bastard! "

"One more word and I'll break your crooked hand!" Mattheo said and tightened his grip.

"Fuck off, Riddle! " The other replied, looking at Taylor again. "As for Stella, it was your fault! Don't forget that, you... "He didn't finish, because the student punched him in the stomach and knocked him to the ground.

Brunet glanced at his friend and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Are you okay? " He asked to make sure.

"Yeah..." She replied.

Mattheo took her hand and led her away from him.

Just after the next bend, Taylor released his hand and quickened her pace, wiping away the tears that ran down her cheeks.

"Tay..." Mattheo tried to keep up with her. "Hey, Tay! " He called, but she didn't react, so Riddle ran to her, grabbed her hand again and stopped. Then he noticed her tears and the fact that she was trying hard to hide them.

"I'm fine. " She looked at him.

"Yeah, I can see that. "

"No, really. " She said, more reassured. "I got used to his texts, that's the norm. She replied. "He always reminds me of what happened to Stella. My parents too. " She sighed. "I wonder why he was my boyfriend. " She shook her head and then looked at the brunet again. "Thank you for your help. " Added with a slight smile. "I guess you deserve to know the truth. "

"We've been interrupted last time. " He recalled then looked at her. "You're sure? "

"Yes. " Nodded. "You already know the whole truth, now you have to know it too. What you will think of me later is different. "

"Love, I'm the son of Voldemort. " He laughed. "I've heard, seen and done worse things, whatever it may be, I won't change my mind about you. You didn't do it either... " He said looking into her eyes. "After all... You stayed with me. "