Slytherin Boy Imagines

M.R ~ Shower Drain Pt.3

Context:

Matteo Riddle, the love of your life broke up with you. 

It hasn't been easy. Very far from it. You don't know how you're going to be able to see him in the hallways, during meals, studying in the library, in class.

TW:

Blood

Alcohol

+ other possibly triggering topics

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A/N

This will be the final part of Shower Drain if you haven't read part 1 or 2 - what are you doing? 

I hope you guys enjoy <3

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To be honest -

You feel like absolute shit.

Everything feels impossible.

You feel heavy all the time. Unstable. Out of control. You hate it.

You hate not being in control.

Worse of all, everyone acted like you were some pathetic snowflake.

"Babes...I'm so sorry..." Reece hugs you tightly as you cry into her shoulder.

"You deserve better than him anyway," Millie, sits cross-legged on your bed facing you and Reece as Sasha leans on the frame of your bed, silent. You just continue to cry. 

"I don't know how I'm going to be able to do anything!" You sob and Reece strokes your hair gently.

"You can do anything Y/N, you're amazing...you don't need a stupid little boy to prove that. I genuinely look up to you so much. You're beautiful, kind, generous, smart, witty, interesting, cool and the most important thing...you're friends with us." You laugh slightly looking up at her, with tear-stained cheeks and red eyes.

"Thanks, you guys..." You sniff and hug Reece again, after a moment Millie leans over and joins in with Sasha joining in a few moments later.

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It feels like you're on a small boat, trapped out in the sea. 

Sometimes the waves go up, and you feel like you're getting better. You'll laugh at something Millie says as you walk down the hallway, deep in discussion about your new fictional crush, when suddenly you turn the corner and see Matteo walking with his friends. Your small boat plummets down and down. Your stomach is in your throat as you fall, the sea salt spray making your eyes sting and your vision blur. Time slows as you travel down towards the cruel, cold ocean. 

Then after a few minutes, you're slowly carried up, up, up once again. Preparing to continue that vicious cycle all over again.

It hurts so badly. So, so so badly. It's been weeks, but you still feel the same way. Sometimes, you catch yourself looking for him, you'll have to stop yourself from going over and sitting with him during meals. 1 year you were dating, and it ended that quickly? It made you mad because deep down, you felt like there was something else - besides the Dark Mark.