All The Lies You Tell - MATTHEO RIDDLE

Chapter 22

  
       "Hello Hermoine", a voice calls out to me.

"Who's there?", I scream. That same phrase is then repeated back to me. I soon realize it's an echo.

"I'm right behind you.", the voice whispers in my ear.

In an instant, I spin around like a top. The moment my face turns it is met with the back of a hand. The slap has been so hard that its knocked me to the floor. I look around. I'm at the manor. What is happening?

Click, clack.

I hear the sound of high heels strutting towards me. I then look up and see a wild amount of black curls and pale skin. It's Bellatrix.

"Hello Hermoine.", she repeats.

My breathing quickens as I try to slow my heart rate. I'm paralyzed. I can feel, see, and hear. I just can't move. It feels familiar.

In a flash Bellatrix leans down and grabs me by the shoulders. Her long nails dig into my skin. I'm confused as she starts to shake me back and forth.

Immediately I teleport to the dorm rooms. Wait. I've been here all along. It was another dream, I realize. Wasn't it? I thought I was dreaming, but I still feel the shaking. Oh, never mind. It is Mattheo shaking me. He's trying to wake me up.

"Hello Hermoine?", he's saying.

I blink rapidly to get a clear vision. It seems I'm laying in a bed with him on top of me moving me around like a rollercoaster.

Once he sees I am finally awake, he steps back. I then sit myself up. I look around. I'm not in my room. I'm in Mattheo's. Then I remember. Last night at the open party I was in here and we were fighting. I kissed Felix last night and Mattheo slept with Pansy last year. I internally groan. Last night sucked. I shouldn't have kissed Felix just because I was pissed at Mattheo. We weren't even friends last year. I've also been in past relations before. Maybe I didn't go as far as he did, but I did do things with other people. Why was I even affected anyway? Mattheo and I are just friends.

"Hermoine, are you okay?", he asks me.

"Yes, why?"

"Well you were screaming."

"Oh um- yeah. Bad dream."

He examines me with some skepticism, but eventually nods.

I look up and meet his eyes. "I did some stupid stuff last night."

A small smile makes its way upon his face. "Yeah, you did."

This time I groan out loud. I let my body fall limply to the side and bury my face in his pillow. I soon feel the bed dip as a signal to him sitting next to me. I turn my face around, still laying on the pillow.

"What are you doing today?", I ask, changing the subject.

He shrugs. "Not sure. Probably nothing."

I'm quiet for a moment. Suddenly an idea pops into my head. Someone turned on the little light switch inside my mind. I can't hold back a big smile.

Mattheo sees my mischievous grin and immediately gets suspicious. "What are you thinking about?", he says cautiously.

I giggle a bit. "Oh nothing... only just the best idea ever!"

"Care to share?"

"Nope."

"No?", he repeats, confused.

"No, because if I tell you what I'm thinking then you won't cooperate."

"Well now I'm definitely not cooperating either way."