a new era of me

~jealousy~

~Mattheo Riddle~

~September 12th~

I woke up to Mya beside me, it was an unpleasant sight. She was curled in my arms with her head tucked into my arm.

I can't lie it was a nice sight.

If she was a different person.

I hated that my thoughts had been taken up my her, Her and her stupid face.

The way she spoke to me, the way she caught me on my shit. I craved that, I craved that stupid fucking attitude of hers.

It pissed me off.

Annoying ass birdbrain.

Mya woke up and broke me off of my thoughts.

"Morning.." She smiled, her green eyes staring up at me.

"Morning," I grumbled as I yawned.

"I had fun," She murmured as turned herself to face me.

"That's good," I hummed as I pushed her hair back.

I had a stinging urge to kiss her as thoughts of Rosewood began to distract me. I needed to get rid of these thoughts as soon as I could.  I moved over her quickly so I was on top of her, leaving kisses down her jaw and neck.

"What has gotten into you?" She laughed shortly before letting out a small sigh.

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After I got dressed and made my way out and up towards the astronomy tower. But as I was making my way over, I saw Rosewood leaving, but to where? She left the castle.

I shook that feeling off and continued to walk towards the astronomy tower, it took everything in me to not follow her.

I finally made my way up and admired the view, it felt peaceful and calming. Something I needed and longed for.

I walked over to the telescope and looked through it, viewing everything that seemed to come through the lens.

It was beautiful, beautiful and soothing..

Till I saw Rosewood.

The telescope was set to the perfect setting so I could see her just right.

No.

I couldn't, I shouldn't, this felt odd.

Odd and creepy.

I pulled back and backed off.

I came here to clear my mind and clearly this wasn't clearing my mind, Not one fucking part of it.  I took a moment before leaving the astronomy tower. As I made my way down I passed that dumb red head Ginny Weasley.

I needed something to occupy my mind with, something and anything.  I pulled out my lighter and an old pack of cigarettes.

As I was about to bring a cigarette to my lip, Rosewood passed me.  I couldn't help but smirk—