Back to you-Mattheo Riddle x OC

Trapped

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Being trapped in your mind, was one of the worst things about being human and Elizabeth, was trapped with welded chains. She didn't remember begin taken back to her dorm, it was a blur. She remembered hearing her brother's voice and she remembered being hoisted into someone's arms, but that was all. Blurry faces and voices were all that she could picture in her mind. She knew that Theo's jacket was still wrapped securely over her front and she knew it was her sheets that she could feel beneath her legs but everything else, was tainted with uncertainty.

"Who did this to her?" Graham growled lowly as his eyes trailed over Elizabeth's frozen figure.

"We don't know...whoever was her date I presume" Mattheo spoke as he massaged his temples. His whole world had come crashing down, surrounding him in dust and rubble.

"And where were you hm? What were you doing whilst my sister was getting abused?" Graham took a step closer, his chest heaving as he was face to face with Mattheo.

"It will forever be my biggest regret...I should have been there. But trust me when I say that whoever did this, is dead and I'm not bluffing, I'll gut them, for her" Mattheo tilted his head back slightly, challenging Graham with his words.

"That's enough!" Theo hissed, putting his arms between the two boys. "You're arguing whilst she's sat there, probably reliving every moment. She needs help from both of you!" Theo growled.

Mattheo's eyes fell away from Graham's as he stepped back, looking back over to Elizabeth.

"She needs a shower and to be out of those clothes" Mattheo gulped, looking to the boys.

"I'm not doing it, that's my sister" Graham groaned.

"I'm not doing it either, I already feel like I crossed the line by seeing her half naked" Theo shook his head, both of the boys eyes falling upon Mattheo.

"What?" Mattheo spat.

"You'll have to do it. As much as it angers me" Graham sighed.

"Why can't we get Pansy?" Mattheo swallowed thickly.

"We don't need anyone else in here right now. So do it" Graham hissed.

Mattheo huffed, looking to Elizabeth before slowly approaching her, in a means not so scare her. Her eyes fell upon his face but still, no words came out. Mattheo wasn't about to do anything to her that she wasn't comfortable with, so he needed some sort of confirmation that this was okay.

"Lizzy, you need to shower...is it okay if-well if I'm the one who helps you?" Mattheo looked between her eyes. Her vacant expression was unnerving.

She very slowly, nodded. Only once, but all of the boys saw it.

"Okay" Mattheo gulped. He wasn't quite sure what the boys thought. Did they assume he'd seen her naked before?. He hadn't. Sure, they'd messed around but he knew that Elizabeth had never felt comfortable enough for him to see her.

His arms snaked around her shoulders and under her knees, carrying her into the bathroom before kicking the door shut. He placed the small girl down on top of the counter, crouching down and removing her boots before slowly, peeling Theo's jacket off her body. He didn't let his eyes leave her for a second, he didn't wish to see her like this.

He discarded of the ripped corset, submitting it to a pile on the floor, a pile that would surely be burnt later. He lifted her gently, placing his arms under her arm pits. Once she was on her own two feet, Mattheo fiddled with the zip on her skirt. Ultimately having trouble as his fingers shook.

He eventually got it open, allowing the material to pool around Elizabeth's ankles, before taking her hand and helping her step out of it.

"Lizzy um-can you take your underwear off? I don't-I can't" Mattheo looked away from the girl, only seeing her hands move to her lower region in the corner of his eyes. In a bid to distract himself, from the girl that was naked next to him, Mattheo turned the shower on, making sure that the water was at the perfect temperature.

"There you go Lizzy" Mattheo mumbled, clearing his throat.

He waited until Elizabeth had passed him until he turned around but when he did, his breath caught in his throat. Her spine, from top to bottom, was covered in blue and purple bruises. Mattheo turned around again, placing his hands on the counter top, they tightened around the marble involuntarily as anger seeped through his every pore.

Elizabeth let the warm water, run over her whole body. Her eyes fixated on the tiles that rested on the wall and as the water fell, so did her tears. For the first time since it happened, she cried and she was scared that she would never stop. Her body didn't feel like her own, her choices were taken from her. The first boy that saw her body, saw her so vulnerable should have been the curly haired brunette with the gorgeous smile and chocolate eyes but it wasn't.

As she felt herself sinking back into reality, she grabbed her loofa, loading it with shower gel before scrubbing at her skin. Her arms, her chest, her neck. Her skin was raw, stinging as the water ran over it. She was crumbling, falling to pieces and her heart wanted the one thing she no longer had.

"Elizabeth?" Mattheo's eyes widened as he spun around, the sound of her crying could be heard over the shower. As much as he didn't want to look, he couldn't help it. But it wasn't her body that he was looking at, it was the redness of her skin.

"M-mattheo" Elizabeth choked. Stumbling out of the shower and into his chest. Her body shook slightly as Mattheo wrapped her up in a towel, rubbing his hands gently over the soft cotton.

"Stay with me, don't leave me p-please" Elizabeth sobbed into his chest. Clawing at his muscular arms as she tried to be as close to him as possible.

"Shhh, I'll stay with you. Always" Mattheo muttered. His eyes watering as he rested his chin on the top of her head.

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