His Princess | Mattheo Riddle x OC

~ Mess ~

"Aura!" Someone banged on my door, "Open the door! We need to talk!"

My heart rate spikes quickly before I walk over and open my door, who was it at 11 pm at night?

"Mattheo?" I ask, my eyes falling every so often, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" He laughs bitterly, "What did Malfoy just tell me? Is it true?" I cold see the disappointment in his eyes, which made my heart sink instantly.

"What did he tell you?" I ask quietly.

"Why? Don't you already know?" He scoffed, "Or are you asking because you've done a lot and you want to know what he's referring to?"

"No, Matthe-"

"Don't fucking say my name." Mattheo says darkly, "You don't deserve it."

"It wasn't my choi-!" I try to say exasperated.

Mattheo looks at me disgusted, "You had a choice, you didn't have to do it."

"My mother made me!" I say, tears coating my eyes, a lump in my throat.

Mattheo raised an eyebrow is disbelief then scoffed, "I don't-"

"Do you think I want to marry him?!" I yell, a tear slipping down my face.

Mattheo freezes, as if he didn't know this as he stared at me, searching my eyes.

"What?" He mutters.

"That- That is what h-he said, right?" I ask.

Mattheo blinks, breaks eye contact and then tries to walk out of the door. I stop him, clinging onto his arm desperately, "What did he tell you?" I ask in a whisper.

"That you cheated on me." Mattheo says, "Only makes more sense now."

My mouth dropped as my heart shattered. This was worse than I thought. It was lies spun with the truth, but since the truth didn't come from me, he wouldn't believe it.

"And if it isn't clear," He shrugs his arm out of my grip, "We're done." And leaves, slamming the door behind him.

I'm stupid.

I'm dumb.

I'm an idiot.

I'm a whore.

I'm a slut.

I don't deserve anyone or anything.

I should just die.

Thoughts circulated over and over in my head, drowning the world around me as it got worse. My back hits the wall and I slide down, digging my hands into my hair as I try breathing. But it wasn't working, I couldn't breathe.

I hadn't realised it would get this bad, I hadn't realised that the consequences of not telling Mattheo would be this bad. Why did I not think? Why was I so stupid?

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I walk out of my dorm room, hugging my body with my hands clamped in my sweater. I had mascara running down my face which I cleaned, but I still looked like a mess.

I was a mess though.

My life is a mess.

My hair just fell on my shoulders, unevenly parted and random strands poking out. My lips were chapped, evident since i bit on them so much. I had slid my glasses on, too tired to be bothered to put contacts in. My sweatpants dropped down my legs, and I wore converse only because slippers would be too hard to wear with socks on.

I had unhealthy coping habits, ones which included binge eating chocolate while reading and listening to music. But chocolate couldn't fill you up forever, and neither would it last that long.

So here I was, walking to breakfast after not even sleeping last night.

I tried, but I couldn't, all I could do is toss and turn while replaying Mattheo's word over and over in my head.

"And if it isn't clear, we're over."

I twirl my hair between my fingers and bite my lip again, I wasn't flirting, no, I was nervous.

My stomach was filled with nerves as I walked through the school, people looking at me weirdly as they saw what I was wearing and the invisible could above my head.

I walk into the hall and over to Hufflepuff table, ignoring Slytherin and thanking god that they were across the hall.

I sit down but feel like vomiting when I see food.

I couldn't eat.

Not when he thinks that about me.

Have you ever missed someone so much that it's started to hurt you physically?
Well if you haven't, aren't you one lucky gal.

I play with my fingers and tap my leg against the floor, gaining unwanted attention that I did not want.

"Up," A voice whispers in my ear, "C'mon, let's go."

I follow and get up, his warm hands wrapping an arm over my shoulder as we walk outside.

But as we did, I made the mistake of looking up and glancing at Slytherin table, only to make eye contact with Mattheo who was glaring at me. I snap my eyes away quickly.

"What happened?" Skyler asked as soon as we were out of ear's reach, "I noticed you and Mattheo not talking, did you fight again?"

Unable to speak, I simply nod.

"Why? What happened?" Concern covered his features.

"Uhm-" I hesitate, "He- He found out."

"About-?" Skyler pauses, "OH! Oh.. Shit. Did you explain?"

"He didn't l-let me." I cried, "He also g-got told th-that I ch-cheated on him w-with M-Malfoy."

"What the fuck?!" He yells out, "Who said that?!"

"Malfoy." I whisper quietly.

"I'll kill that bitch," He says angrily, "But for now, we focus on you. We need to find a way for you to tell him."

"He won't listen to me." I say sadly, "And if I corner him, he'll just leave."

"How about in class?"

I shake my head, "It won't work."

"Well.." He sighs, "I have an idea.. but it's risky and wil. leave a smudge on your record."

"What is it?" I look at him suspiciously.

"Get into detention with him." Skyler states and I freeze.

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A/N: Ahhh don't I love a good sad chapter 😃
Sorry not sorry?

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