Rylin Riddle: After The War

chapter twenty seven

July 11, 2000 (Monday)
THEO POV

I woke up angry.

I've woken up angry for the past sixteen days. Ever since I fought with Ry and the others, I've been pissed at everything.

I spent the whole time Ry was in France thinking about how I could apologize. How I could get over my own pride and be a better person. I needed to stop being a dick and come back to her.

To Ry.

Ry.

The most important thing in the whole world to me. The exact thing I could never hate, never be that pissed at. But I was last night. And I was two weeks ago.

I was angry at her for defending other guys and for being who she is.

Like a bloody idiot, if you ask me.

She's always been close with Malfoy. I've seen it, everyone's seen it.

Berkshire and her?

The same thing. They've known each other for longer than I ever even knew Ry existed. And I was mad at her for it. For doing exactly what she's always done and has never done shit about before.

She's never done anything remotely like cheating yet I accused her of it. I yelled at her and her best friends, all for nothing.

All I've achieved was making Ry hate me and making my best friends hate me too.

Mattheo has been off since I came back. I think he's starting to question how good I really am for his sister. And it's a fair point. I've made mistake after mistake with her.

But she stays.

She's stayed for the past four years and never abandoned me once.

I don't deserve Rylin Riddle.

Well. That's how it was at least. Now, it's different. I don't hate her- I couldn't hate her. If anything I'm happy she told me about kissing Enzo.

If I did something like that, I don't know what would happen. If the past couple weeks have made me think about anything with Ry, it'd be how much I trust her.

I trust that girl more than anyone in my life. When she explained what happened between her and Enzo, I could see it in her face. She really didn't mean it. She was distraught and upset.

I know that it sounds like shit but even if she kissed him, I don't care. She's mine and she knows it. I know it. Enzo knows it for fuck's sake.

Her kissing him at some club while drunk doesn't mean shit to me.

But the fact that Enzo kissed her does. He knows she's mine. He was there for the fight. And that's why I'm going to talk to him today. I promised Ry that it would be until today and I'd come back to her again.

So, I plan on getting this figured out as soon as possible for both our sanities.

I sent a letter to Enzo a bit ago, telling him we needed to talk and that it was important. He wrote back and sent me a portkey to his house. He invited me to come to talk about whatever it is I needed to talk about so urgently.

I wasted no time getting ready to go and going to his house. I flicked my wand with the portkey and opened my eyes to be standing on a large stone front step. This must be Enzo's new house. I don't even think Ry has ever been here.

The anger was rising inside of me the second I knocked at the door. Enzo opened it, letting me and leading the way to a more natural living room space.