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i had a excruciating headache, i didn't drink a lot last night, But i did lose a fair amount of blood.

i needed to eat, but i didn't have an appetite.

That wasn't unusual though.

It was late afternoon, and i had been sitting at my desk, drawing. It was something i did to get things off of my mind.

"Nory," enzo's voice beamed, eliciting a jump from me.

"Jesus, Enzo- At least let me know your there before scaring the shit out of me." i huffed.

"Sorry- Mattheo told me what happened to your face, and about last night—"

"Wait- What exactly did he tell you about last night?" i asked.

"Oh, that Lance attacked you," He said. "Why? Did something else happened last night?"

"No, Nothing. it was just a question. . ."

He looked at me confusingly, before speaking. "Alright then. Anyways, i just wanted to see how your doing, Mattheo ordered someone to out of the group, but i was already planning on doing it—"

"Why would he order you guys to do something like that?"

"You keep cutting me off, but i'm not exactly sure, i guess he just wants everyone to be safe."

"Mattheo wanting everyone safe?" i asked. "Funny, He'd watch the world end and have a smile on his face because he was the one that'd done it."

"Right, that he would."

"Okay, anyway that doesn't matter."

"Yeah, your right because i came to see if you were alright not talk about Riddle all day." he smiled. "So?"

"I'm okay, Enzo. i'm not dying."

"Okay but still, i'm allowed to check up on you, especially in the mess that you are." he told me.

". .Mentally or Physically?" i asked, with a slight laugh, it was a joke for the most part.

"I'll go with both." he teased. "But, Seriously Nory. I'm sorry that this happened to you."

"It's fine, i don't think anyone owes me that pity." i muttered.

"just because i say sorry doesn't mean you have the right to think that."

i smiled softly, and hugged him. "Thanks for being there for me."

"It's what i'm here for." he said.



I was honestly so happy that we had no classes today.

the scar on my face was already healed, thankfully.

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬. | 18+ | Mattheo Riddle.Where stories live. Discover now