𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 - Mattheo Riddle ˖°

New Boy pt 2

*TW gun abuse, violence*

"Morning!" I said, hugging Blaise. He shrugged me off and carried on talking to Draco.

I sat down on the sofa next to him and saw Mattheo raise a brow.

"Y/n, can you go away? You're so clingy!" Blaise said, shoving me off the sofa.

"Jeez, okay." I said and walked out of the common room and up to the astronomy tower.

I sat down and took out a packet of cigarettes I had found in Dracos' room back at home.

I took one out and was about to light it when someone came in. It was Mattheo.

"Woah! Woah! Woah!" He said, running over and snatched them away. I tried to take them back.

"Give them back they're not yours!" I yelled and jumped onto him.

"They are mine now. I did need a new pack. Smoking kills Malfoy." He said and sat down. I rolled my eyes and sat down next to him.

"If smoking kills, then why do you do it?" I snapped.

"Because I can." He replied, lighting one.

I cursed under my breath.

"No need for that language." He said, taking a drag.

"Why are you here." I said, ignoring what he had said.

"Blaise shouldn't treat you like that." Mattheo said, looking at me. I looked away.

"Blaise is the best thing that ever happened to me, so why can't you just leave us alone!" I retorted.

"Sure, looks like it." Mattheo responded.

"Oh shut it." I muttered.

Blaise came in.

"What's going on here!" He said, grabbing my arm and lifting me up.

"Nothing, am I not allowed to talk to her?" Mattheo said, getting up and staring down Blaise.

"Leave her alone, Riddle. I know what you're playing at." Blaise spat. 

"Guys, stop." I shouted.

Blaise raised his hand as if to strike me.

"Don't touch her!" Mattheo yelled and punched Blaise in the face. Blaise fell back and cried out in pain.

I ran over to him, kneeling down beside him.

"Mattheo!" I said angrily. Blaises nose was bleeding.

"He deserves so much more than that." Mattheo said sharply and strode off.

I helped Blaise up and took him back to his dorm.

"That idiot." He mused, wiping the blood.

"I know." I said.

"I'm mad at you too!" Blaise said, pushing me.

"What! I helped you." I said.

Blaise sighed.

"Yes, but if you hadn't been talking to him, this wouldn't have happened." Blaise said, sitting down.

"I'm sorry." I said, sitting next to him.

"If you like, I can ignore him. Pretend he isn't even there." I said, rubbing his thigh.

Blaise smiled at me.

"You sure?"

"Yes. Love you." I said.

"I love you too." He said and kissed me.

"Blaise?"

"Yeah."

"Do you love me?"

"What are you talking about? Of course I do!" He said.

I smiled.

"Y/n?" Mattheo said.

"What!" I shouted, wiping away a tear.

"What's wrong?" He asked, sitting next to me.

"None of your business." I snapped back and stood up to walk away.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down.

"Look, you're really stubborn and making this so difficult for me! You can be honest with me! I know Blaise is not treating you right, and I need you to tell me what's up!" He said angrily.

"Becuase everything is fine!" I yelled, pulling away and running off.

"Blaise, we need to talk."

"What is she doing here?" Astoria said, looking at me with hate.

"Blaise, what's going on!" I said, taking in the sight.

Blaise had Astoria shoved up against a wall, his hand wrapped around her neck lipstick all over his lips and neck.

"Get out!" He yelled, shoving Astoria towards me. She scoffed and ran off, slamming the door behind her.

"Blaise, please." I said tears started running down my face.

"Stop making this about you, Y/n!" Blaise snapped, sitting down on his bed.

"What, you're the one that cheated on me!" I screamed.

Blaise quickly got up and grabbed my throat, throwing me against the wall.

"Shut up, you saw nothing. We are still together, end of." He snarled his face inches from mine.

I tried to push him off of me.

"No Y/n I've had enough of you trying to ruin our relationship we are made for each other." He hissed.

"No, Blaise." I said, starting to choke under his tight grip.

"Oh, we are playing that game, are we?" He said, smirking. He forced his lips down on mine. I shoved him off me, gasping for air.

"You leave me no choice!" Blaise yelled, and he walked over to his draw and pulled out a pistol.

I stood frozen against the wall, watching in fear as he put the gun to my head.

"Blaise." I whispered.

His finger curled over the trigger.

"Y/n, I'm going to say this one more time, okay? We are made for each other, and there's nothing you can do that can change that." He said.

I nodded.

"Also, you are not allowed to speak to Mattheo ever. If I see you do." He said and pointed the gun to his head.

"No Blaise please I promise I love you!" I sobbed.

"Good." He said and put the gun back.