All The Lies You Tell - MATTHEO RIDDLE

Epilogue

Mattheo Riddle
Seven Years Later

       The heat from the open window beat down on my flesh, making drops of sweat start appearing around my body. I threw one fist into the air conditioning. It continues to make that obnoxious buzzing sound. Damn, I really thought that was gonna work.

The airs been broken for a couple days now and the residents of this household have been on my ass about it. I'm an author, not a technician. Sorry I didn't verse myself in the studies of muggle equipment.

I slide a hand through my gelled hair, ruffling it up a bit and sighing. I slouch against the wall next to the broken contraption and slide down til I hit the floor. Fuck this.

The sound of distant footsteps become louder as they come in range. A tall blonde creeps his way down my stairs and towards my defeated position on the ground.

"Pitiful," Draco mutters.

I grab the wrench off the hardwood and sling it at him, which he skillfully catches in one hand.

"You try it then, know it all."

Draco sets the metal tool back down and leans against the adjacent door frame, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Doesn't your brother quite literally do this for a living?"

"No, dumbass, he's an architect."

"Potato, potata."

"How is Enzo, by the way? Haven't seen him since Christmas."

I stand up on my feet, brushing off any dust particles I picked up from being on the floor.

I shrug. "If you don't know, I sure as hell don't. Last I heard he was making babies and vacationing around Rome."

Draco hums.

"Isn't it about time for you and Olivia to start having mini D's?"

He scoffs. "Nah, man. I got all the D Livy needs right here," he says proudly, pointing to his crotch.

I cringe to myself and curl my lip. Nasty.

I couldn't imagine Draco with a kid either. I just like pushing his buttons. I might could see Olivia with a baby. She's got that motherly aura about her. Plus she's been putting up with Draco for almost a decade, so her patience has got to be strong.

"Well I've got to head out," Draco says. "Ma's gonna kill me if I don't stop by and see her soon. That threat goes for you too." He sends a point in my direction.

I raise my hands in defense. "I know, I know. Been busy."

He rolls his eyes. "Haven't we all?," he mutters before stalking out of my home.

I push off against the wall, not willing to prolong the tasks of the day any more. Before leaving, I pick up the stack of mail that's been slipped inside by the mail carriers. Flipping through, I notice bill after bill, before my eyes land on an unusual envelope. All it has is "The Riddles" printed on the back along with our address and other shipping information.

I waste no time tearing the blue envelope open. The minute I yank out the card, glitter comes flying out everywhere like a bomb. I run a hand down my face, wiping away the little pink flakes. What the hell?