Mattheo Riddle 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘 🩸🔪💚

us tw

me and Mattheo

when i first saw him i immediately felt a connection betwwen us he was king caring had money good looking. everything you would want in a man.

after 3 years together we got married, the happiest day of my life. our life was like a dream,

we had 2 beautiful children they were the ligt of my life, he even took a few moths off of work to help with both of them. i was loved. i was at piece

me and Mattheo

he was a great father. made sure we had everything we needed. i never needed to help with the bills he said all i needed to do was take care of the house, i did everything i was told, i was good

i cooked for him and i made sure when he got home he could rest and not worry about anything,

even though the house was big i managed. i had the kids made sure they were clean fed and happy

Mattheo and me 

after i had the kids i never had any me time but it was okay, i was okay, i never complained i knew he worked hard and couldn't be bothered with the kids, but a thank you would be nice

i alwasy tried my best to make sure he was happy, if he wanted something he got it no questions asked, i never said no even when i wasn't comfortable.

the least he could do was ask about my day

me and Mattheo

i did the cleaning i even ironed his clothes. i wanted him to rest i needed him to be happy. 

i took my kids places but only for a little bit cause i had to take care of the house and make sure everything was nice and ready for him.

he turned my phone off., it was fine i didnt have anyone to talk to so it didn't matter.

me and him

he would leave early and come home late.

we rarely spoke. he was probably to tired to

so i kept to myself i kept the blood to myself.

i kept the lipstick stains to myself

i kept the creepy neighbor to myself

i didnt want to bother him

me and him

he stopped touching me after a while 

i vouldnt bare having the guilt of the things that would happen after

i started sleeping in a different bed sometimes i felt as if he didnt want me in his own bed

it was okay, he needed space 

but i wasnt sure how to explain to my kids why mommy and daddy dont share a bed

why daddy isnt at dinner most nights 

was i loved?

me

i knew i couldnt leave my babies here alone but i couldn't go on anymore.

i loved them but at least there young they wont remember

i knew it was selfish

i knew it was wrong

but i couldn't take it any longer.

i needed it 

i made the kids dinner and turend on thir favorite movie

hell i even gave them a whole tub of ice cream

he would be home in 2 hours 

me

i made sure my babies were safe and occupied 

i gave them hugs and kisses 

i walked to the bathroom not knowing if it was a good idea

if i was sure 

i locked the door 

i didnt want my kids to see me like this

the hot tears i felt on my cheeks

 knife in hand, i gently presses on my wrist 

watching the blood drip to the floor

Mattheo.