The Broken Ones

Chapter Three

Mattheo's POV

We walk into the party, there are flashing lights and a blacklight. People are dancing, there are people all over, some drinking, some snorting lines, music so loud you can't hear yourself think, and abandoned red cups scattered all over the floor, Slytherin parties are always crazy but I have a feeling this one is going to be one of the craziest; we sit in the corner and Theodore wants to play a game of Never Have I Ever, so we start playing it's quite boring, Then Salem and Cassiopeia, walk in, and the entire group stares.

I roll my eyes and sip my drink "Are we going to continue playing?"

"What are we playing?" I hear from behind me. Salem. I turn around and see her and Cassiopeia standing there.

"Never have I ever" I hear Enzo say as he stands up. Letting Cassiopeia sit down he sits on the floor. Salem looks around and then gets dragged into Theodore's lap, she giggles.

"Okay let's play." I hear Blake Zabini say, He's a party boy who loves the attention but he's pretty chill, he looks at Salem and says, "I'm Blake Zabini" She introduces herself, and then we start playing.

We play a few rounds then one of the bitchy Slytherin girls asks "Okay Never have I ever got pregnant" I see Salem's face drop she glances at me and then looks away.

Salems POV

I think I stopped breathing. I felt so sick to my stomach, I didn't want to think about this tonight. Mattheo can tell, I have to seem okay. I force the thought out of my brain. "I'm bored of this; I'm going to get some drinks," I say trying to seem bored instead of freaked out. I walk away and Theodore follows me. I get some shots of tequila; I just want to stop thinking for the night.

"Hey Love" I hear Theodore say, I giggle.

"Hi, you seem like you would have something stronger than liquor," I say trying to get my head to stop thinking about that night.

"Salem Scamander, are you asking me for drugs?" he says acting playfully offended

I giggle and get close to his face, our noses touching, I lower my voice "So what if I am, Nott?

"Don't call me that, call me Theo" he says inching his face closer to mine

"Do you have some or not?" I say our lips almost touching

he reaches into his pocket and takes out some pretty white pills "I've got some Molly" he says.

I smile innocently up at him and snatch the bag and back up, our faces no longer close he seems a little disappointed I take a pill and down it with a shot, the alcohol burning all the way down, I like it, in a masochistic way. I hand the bag back to him and take his hand slightly pulling him "Are we going to dance or not?"

"Definitely," he says following me onto the dancefloor.

Formula by Labyrinth is playing, we start dancing. His hands are on my waist, I feel the molly kicking in, colors become brighter, I can feel the music pulsating in my bones and his hands on my waist feels heavenly, he's rubbing circles on my exposed skin and all my thoughts leave, I'm focused entirely how good this feels.

"You feel perfect against me, Amor" Theo whispers in my ear. I bring my arms up and thread my fingers through his hair still grinding against him. he lets out a low growl that vibrates through my body.

I'm so focused on how everything feels I don't register that someone's talking to Theo. I can't even tell who it is, but I hear something about Enzo in a fight and I immediately come back to reality "Enzo got into a fight?" I say slurring my words a little, I'm trying so hard to fight the effects so I can stay focused on the real world, but everything feels so good...

"I've got to go check on Enzo," Theo says and I finally realize who he's talking to, it's Mattheo

"I'll take her back to her dorm," Mattheo says, Theo nods and walks off to find Enzo

I turn to Mattheo "I don't want to go to my dorm yet, I'm having fun." I giggle

"you're not having fun you are trying to forget, so am I but I don't do it in such a self-destructive way," he says in a judgmental tone.

I scoff and walk away but he quickly grabs my arm, "You're going to your dorm to sleep off whatever it is you took, I'm not playing Salem. I have to go take care of the Enzo situation and there's no one else who could keep an eye on you." I roll my eyes and try to walk away again, and he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder I kick and scream the entire way, but everyone's either drunk or too scared of Mattheo to say anything about the scene I'm making, we get to my dorm, and he throws me on the bed and goes to walk out.

in a stupid molly-induced lack of judgment moment, I don't want him to leave so, I lie. "wait, can you stay I don't like sleeping alone when I'm like this." I say as I get up and go to my closet to find something to wear.

Mattheos POV

Salem starts stripping in front of me, it reminds me of when we used to fool around, I look at her she's in her bra and underwear she lets her hair down, her dark curls cascading over her shoulders. I've seen Salem drunk like this enough times to know she won't remember this in the morning. She looks in the mirror, she runs her fingers down her side her head falls back.

when she looks back into the mirror, she locks eyes with me and giggles "You're Staring, Matty"

It's like a punch to the gut hearing the nickname she used to call me come from her perfect lips "Don't call me that, I don't deserve for you to call me that anymore."

"Whatever," she says clearly not all there, whatever she took is strong

"What'd you take?" I say walking up behind her and run my fingers up and down her sides trying to get her to relax so she'll tell me what she took, her eyes flutter closed and her head tilts back and lays on my shoulder.

"I took some molly," she says breathily, clearly enjoying the sensations I'm giving her. Of course, she took Molly, it's her favorite drug to take to forget, she used to take it all the time when her mom would torture her. it also makes her sick.

I whisper in her ear "Let's get you some clothes on and go sit on the bathroom floor, we can listen to music if you want" She nods so I get her a silk nightgown. She gets dressed and it falls a lot shorter than I thought it would, her legs always look so good. I shake the thought away, the alcohol getting to my brain. we sat there for a while and then she started puking her guts up, I held her hair and rubbed circles on her back. She finally stops puking so I carry her to the bed, her body exhausted from puking. I check the clock it's 3 a.m. I'm going to leave.

"Matty," she says breathily "please stay, I know I'll be mad at you in the morning but please just stay, I know I'm a bitch and no one likes being around me because I'm too much to deal with but please just stay for tonight," Her words hurt, because she doesn't realize that she's not too much shes perfect to me. she says it in a way that's practically begging and I can't help but do what she asks, I climb into bed with her and she cuddles up to me just like she used to and we fall asleep like that.

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Authors note!

so what do we think about Mattheo possibly being helplessly in love with her?

idk we'll see ;)

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