𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄 | 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞

47 | I shouldn't have...

(Sorry in advance)

Mattheo's POV

"You should take a break, you'll strain your brain or something," Cairo tells me.

"I'd rather strain my brain," I tell him as I continue to go through the footage on Elliot's where abouts.

"Mattheo, you don't have to stress out this much. Our sister is safe for now and we will get her back," Akeno tells me.

"It's Riddle to you," was my only response.

"Okay first of all enough with that bullshit okay," Akeno shits on the table. "I don't know if you realised this but we actually might like you around, your're quite a cool lad."

I lean back on my chair looking at him boredly "So do u wanna hold hands now?"

"Or we could go out for a drink, let you're mind loosen up," Akeno speaks but i just raise my eyebrow "All of us could."

I took a second.

"One drink, and one drink only."

7 shots down later...

I made a mistake, and now i was a sad drunk man on the sofa.

"So? do you really love her?" Akeno asked.

"What even is love man? They say it's makes you the happiest person out there, but me, I'm just all shattered in the inside," I stupidly slurred.

"That's so fucking cheesy," He looks at me with disgust "but I'm here for it."

Elijah left with some pole dancer about 30 minutes ago, and he still hadn't made it back. Call me a hypocrite, but hook up culture is pretty disgusting. Who the fuck normalized that shit??

"There was this girl actually," Who the fuck asked akeno? "It was 5 years ago so I don't think it counts".

"What counts?"

"I think I loved her,"

"There is no 'I think' with love, Akeno. It's either a yes or no," someone put my ass in ravenclaw.

Akeno didn't respond, instead he leaned against the leather sofa sinking into his thoughts.

"I should have fought harder," Akeno spoke. Even though I never said it, I wish I fought harder too. Yeah see, I wasn't in the mood for all this crying and shit, so I got up and headed towards the bar counter.

"Strongest you've got." was all i had to say before the bartender poured me a glass of god knows what. The first sip made me wince, not only was he kidding about the 'strongest' but I hadn't tasted alcohol in the longest time. Believe or not, I surprisingly didn't miss it.  But right now I needed it.

"I'd recommend their lemon tart," Cairo speaks as he takes the stool next to me. I turn to him, puzzled. "It's infused," He finishes.

"Thanks for the intel," I say blankly before going to my drink. Cairo orders a wine, and continues to sit beside my in silence, his drink in hand.

"I can't believe you're actually the son of Voldemort,"

"I can't believe you're even a wizard, let alone the son of Grindelwald,"

"Jeez," he said quietly, before sipping his wine.

"That," i started "That was quite rude of me, I apologies."

"No I get that a lot. I always hear about how I'm not as strong as Elijah or as Brave as Akeno. just silly little Cairo behind a computer screen." He goes on.

"You can hack, why are you even complaining?" I ask.

"Yeah all that so called ability and I can't find my little sister," it was clear that now Cairo was sad.