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Chapter 43

Love

"She was pregnant?" Abraxas asked as he took a seat on the living room couch infront of his two friends who seemed to know more than they let on. "Yes." Adélard said, his voice hoarse and monotone. "And Riddle was the father?" Everytime he said that Adélard seemed to shift uncomfortably and Reginald sighed. They both looked defeated.

"Can you not do this right now Abraxas? I am already feeling terrible for letting this happen!" Adélard raised his voice and threw his hands up in the air in frustration. Abraxas sighed and leaned back, giving up.

"How far along was she?" Nott asked and Adélard sniffed, struggling to blink away the tears in his eyes. "Seven weeks." He mumbled and sniffed again. Silence followed and the boys all just stared at nothing in particular.

"Who is Layla Nott?" Abraxas asked and Reginald looked at the golden boy. "My friend." Adélard gave him a look. "You have a friend who is a doctor and happens to be thirty?" Reginald rolled his eyes and pushed Adélard playfully. "Yes." He answered either way.

The sound of footsteps caught their attention and they turned back to the  staircase from where it was coming. Their lord stood there grimacing lightly before walking down the rest of the way. There was a limp in his steps and he winced when he took a seat beside Abraxas.

"Riddle" they all greeted in unison and he only nodded in return. "Azazel?" He asked as he looked around. "And Christopher?"

His wounds were treated and he had slept for a few hours now, approximately the whole night. His body was covered in bandages and wraps and clean clothes covered them. His empty eyes looked at each and everyone of them awaiting an answer.

"She's resting. And we sent Christopher back to inform the other two that we all are safe." Reginald said and Tom frowned. "I don't remember anything after I passed out. What happened?"

Right. He did not know his unborn child died last night.

"We think it's better if you talk to Azazel Riddle." Reginald spoke again and Tom's frown deepened. "What is going on?" He questioned and a demanding glare was set on Adélard. The boy gulped.

"She was pregnant. With your child. It died. Last night." Adélard said slowly and watched as Tom's face became blank, then a frown took over and then again blank. They did not know what he was thinking.

"How?" His voice was emotionless and his eyes became an abyss.

"Grindelwald." Abraxas muttered, anger and rage took over their beings while their lord remained poised and calm.

"Does she know?"

"No."

Tom was up and off the couch in a second. He looked at Abraxas and the boy only pointed to a room. Tom walked long steps towards the room, his limp and pain long forgotten. He did not knock and just entered the room.

Azazel was leaning against the headboard and her eyes were looking out the window, lost in her own thoughts. She looked small and fragile as her knees were tucked against her chest and her head rested on them while her hair cascaded down in waves.

"Love.." he said softly and her head snapped towards him. Her eyes found his and her lips trembled. "Tom.." her voice was broken and her eyes were red and swollen, they held pain and sorrow as they begged him to sooth and take away all the pain.

He walked closer and sat down on the bed. Azazel was fast to throw herself on him. He bit down the sounds of pain that threatened to escape his mouth when she pressed hard on the wounds unintentionally.

"Tom..." Her tears soaked his shirt and he held her close to his chest. "Is...it dead?" Her words were stuttered and she sounded like she did not want to say them. He only held her closer and kissed the top of her head. She broke down completely at that and sobbed loudly. Her small hands clutched his shirt and she completely burried herself into him.

"I am sorry love..." He said softly, his hands caressing her pale skin. "I am so sorry.." he closed his eyes as anger and rage filled his being. He did know about the child but it broke his Azazel completely and if it hurt her, it hurt him too. His heart cracked and he felt like it was going to drop to his stomach if he watched her cry so agonizingly in his arms. Her sobs were heart wrenching and so painful that he had to bite down on his lips to prevent any sounds from escaping himself.

Her head rested against his chest as she sobbed and he held her staring at nothing in particular. The triggers in his head turned a hundred times faster than they usually did.

Azazel seemed to have stopped sobbing and she sniffled softly as silent tears streamed down her porcelain face. He wiped away the tears and kissed her head, rocking them back and forth softly.

"It's okay love.." he kissed her head again and held her close to himself, afraid she'll break if he let her go. Azazel pulled away a little and gazed into his eyes. "You know?" She frowned, only now processing what was going on. Tom only nodded and she felt tears fill her eyes again. "It's okay Azazel." He assured her and she shook her head. "I am so mad and angry Tom. So so mad that it makes me want to rip myself apart!" Tears flowed down her red and splotchy cheeks.

"I was so happy when I found out. Yes I was mad at you when I found out, but it was one of the best things that has happened to me in my entire life. I was happy that I was going to have someone that was my family, an actual family." Her voice croaked and she choked on her own sobs. "And...and I had a part of you in me..that alone made me want to go through everything to have it."

Tom's eyes softened at that and his heart swelled with warmth and a blooming feeling filled him. He cupped her cheeks and pressed their foreheads together.

"It was a symbol of our love for eachother... I lost everyone and everything and now...they took away the one happiness I had for myself. For once I am selfish and it doesn't last." She sobbed and he felt his heart crash at the sound of it. He wiped her tears away and kissed her forehead.

"I am sorry love... I didn't know.." he said slowly and kissed her forehead again. Azazel wiped her nose and hiccups followed from the effect of crying too much. Her nose was red and her eyes were swollen with fresh tears forming every time he or she wiped it away.

He scooped her up and settled her on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his torso before burying her head into his neck. He kissed her temple and caressed her hair.

"We both are tired. You need rest and I do too. Sleep for now love... everything will be alright when you wake up..trust me... I'll be by your side when you wake up."

Azazel closed her eyes and held onto him tightly, afraid he'll leave her too.

He called me love.

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