Goodnight Princess

Chapter 32

Y/n POV

    I go back to concentrating on the task at hand. "Hmh you picked the wrong person to go after, you just messed with two Mattheo's. Yeah you heard me right, he has an equally strong slightly older brother, who is inseparable from Leo. We will be lucky if Russell is alive when they are done with him." I smile at the fear on his face. He drew the knife. My smile only faltered for a second, sure he could kill me in seconds, but I could not let him think for a second he was in control.

    "Fine then maybe I will just kill you then, at least that would give me a little closer."

    "Funny of you to assume that you are the one to be making threats in this situation. No... don't you remember the last time you dealt with me?"

He showed me into the wall putting the blade against my neck. I just laughed at his desperate attempts to invoke fear in me. He presses the edge only farther into my skin; drawing blood. I just look at him amused. This just makes him even more angry. He moves the blade from my neck and replaces it with his left arm in one swift motion. He took another step toward me; to completely pin me to the wall. To render me defenseless. Or that is what he thinks. He failed to trap my hands, but for now I just let him assume that he finally has the upper hand. He takes the tip of the knife and traces an old scar I have right over my right eyebrow, reopening it. Then he moves to carving a line from my temple to my check.

    Hot crimson liquid runs down my face. I smile wickedly. Gripping his sides, I turn us around pinning him to the wall instead I grab his wrist and slam it against the wall knocking the knife out of his hand. The look of horror on his face was priceless. I continue to smile at him.

    I tilt my head. "Has it gotten through your head yet, I AM NOT GOING BACK, and there is nothing you can do to fix what you have broken. So why don't you give up before you end up dead. I'm sure no one will miss you anyways." He frantically nodded his head in surrender. I take a step back and pick up the knife. He stood there looking at me in confusion. I walked back over to him. "This is for taking Leo." I punched him in the nose. I hear the satisfying crack, symbolizing that I broke it. Then I take the hilt of the knife driving it into his temple. He falls to the ground out cold.   

"Princess we have Leo now where are you, I will come find you."

"No, it's fine, where are you? I am coming to you, I already handled him. "

"Well we are walking to the back to find somewhere to apparate."

"Perfect, I am already there, I will find you."

And with that I walk out of the corner and into the open. I see them rounding the corner. I wave to them. Theo sees me first and starts to run immediately, then the other two figures follow behind him.  Once Theo makes it to me he crushes me into a rib breaking embrace; he buries his face into the crook of my neck. When the other two make it two us finally release me, and now it is Leo's turn to give me a hug.  Mattheo scans his eyes over my figure; they sweep over me then flicker backup to my face. His relieved smile drops immediately. 

"Princess what happened to your face, what did he do to you?" There was panic in his voice and fear in his eyes.

"I'm fine, it's just a scratch, really. It looks a lot worse than it is." I discreetly nod my head in Leo's direction, as to say not in front of him.

"Ok, I think it is time to get going, we can get you cleaned up at the manor." Draco tries to keep us on the right track. Since Theo was assessing my cuts, as they continued to flow on his hand that was gently creasing my cheek. I shake my head in agreement. We all grab each others hands, and momentarily we were back in the manor.

Draco took Leo up to his room, while Mattheo brought me into his, leading me to the bathroom, where he had a first aid kit.

I sat up on the counter, since he was so much taller than me. He wets a cloth and gently starts to wip of the blood. I can see tears swell up in his eyes when the blood is finally gone, and he could finally clearly see the deep cuts that cover my face. I half smile, shrugging, trying to tell him that it does not hurt. Weirdly enough I can barely feel it,and all that I can feel is a satisfying tingle and the coldness of the cloth contrasting with the infamy of the gash.

But he does not seem to cheer up so I grab his wrist gingerly, pulling him closer to me pulling him into a hug. Reassuring him that I am here and safe.

"It's ok Theo, I'm here, I'm safe."

"I thought I was going to lose you, then I saw you and you had gotten cut... I can't bare to see you hurt."

"It doesn't hurt, I am ok. You won't lose me, you're stuck with me for a long time, as long as we both live."

"Good, you are never leaving me Princess." He finally pulls away, going back to tending my wounds. He probably could have done it in like half the time with magic, but he didn't want to use it, not on something so delicate as my face.

"Draco would have done much better, he has always had a knack for these kinds of things."

"What do you mean?" I question.

"Well you know my father was a terrible man, and he hated when things didn't go his way, so he would torture me as punishment, or sometimes when he was bored... Anyway, Draco learned how to do stitches, and tend to my injuries, so he could help me, my father always just left me there, covered in my own blood, to fend for my own."

"That's horrible, I am so sorry that you had to go through that. But it is good that you had Draco there to help you."

"Yeah, umm do you have everything packed for tomorrow.?"

"Just about, I should  probably go do that, thank you for helping me."

"Always princess." I get down and walk over to the door. I go out but then I hesitate, I stick my head back in.

"After dinner we can spend the afternoon on the roof, one last time before we leave for the semester?"

"Of course." And with that I walk out going to finish packing.

After dinner we go up to the roof and watch the sunset leaning on one another. Just enjoying each other's presence. We make small talk until I start to slowly drift off. He liked many nights before. Let me sleep for ten or twenty minutes just staring out into the distance, then when he knows that I won't wake when he moves me, he carries me to my room. I have apologized for making him do this but he always says that he does not mind.

"Goodnight Princess."