Christmas went from being something happy to something extremely questionable. With having a Christmas present tagged for me under the tree made me curious and inquisitive. It was out of the ordinary and I was entirely lost for words.
Teddy:"open it Marcy." He raised his voice eagerly with excitement.
I stared at the wrapped box. I slowly peeled the wrapping paper away only to reveal a brown box. I removed the lid to find a black leather book, the pages seemed to be filled and over piled with things.
Marcy:"I don't understand, what is this?" I said confused as I looked around at everyone individually.
Mom:"open it." She said with a smile she tried to cover with her hand. Whatever it was, made it apparent she had been the one to gift it to me, which seemed strange since I hadn't received anything from her in the past 5 years.
I took the book from the box and opened it to find old memories stuck onto worn out pages that I felt had been long forgotten. My dad's happiest years concealed on every page along with my mom's. Teddy's baby photos and me at some of the happiest times I'd had in this house. Being back here had been a lot for me already, but things had started to change since Mattheo came into my life. I feel as though he is changing it for the better, I didn't really accept change very well because life would often throw curveballs at me that forever altered me. But this was one of the closest points I've felt to my family since being back here, with us all and Mattheo too.
Marcy:"mom, did you do this?"
Mom:"I was going through your dad's office the other day and...I think he would've wanted you to have it." This was the most I'd ever seen her smile in a long while. It was nice to see her embracing a family moment with an open mind for once.
Marcy:"thank you." My eyes began to well up. Dad was by far my favourite human. He was my best friend and my partner in crime. He, just like others I used to know, would be there for me no matter what. Sometimes i feel like after all the time he's been gone, hes been watching over me, waiting for the right time to send me such a kind and caring person. Too soon or not, I am not ashamed to admit to myself that I'm in love with Mattheo riddle. Since dad died, he seems to be the only person in my life now that truly listens to me. I mean, he came here to my home after all. It seems a little more homely after these last few days thanks to him, sleeping has been more peaceful and keeps my mind from drifting. He keeps me from fighting my thoughts, it's an endless battle I never seen to win.
I closed the book and held it close to my heart. A lot of Dad felt forgotten over the years because no one felt strong enough to face the grief of it all, that's when his absence started to make a massive difference.
Mom:"do you like it?" She said hoping my answer would be yes.
Marcy:"I love it." I smiled with a tear running down my face. I couldn't help but let the smile show, i missed dad so much and it's only gotten stronger each day that passes. Seeing this gift just makes me feel like he's here, he's here captured in my memories and in my heart so I could never possibly forget him.
Mom:"okay guys, do you wanna help teddy carry all of his things up to his room please?" She asked politely. The sudden change in her scared me, but if she was genuine and this would be how she is from now on, who am I to complain?
Marcy:"yeah sure, come on Mattheo." He gathered some of teddy's presents and walked us all up the stairs. He seemed quiet and I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing. In all the time we've spent together, not once had he really struggled to say anything. He normally talks my ear off and that's one thing I like about him, I never get bored with conversation.
We got to teddy's room and dropped all of the toys on his bed.
Marcy:"make sure you put all of these away Mr. I don't want to come back in here before you go to sleep and see all of these toys still in your bed." I said trying to encourage him to be organised. I know he's only a child, but sometimes his room just ends up covered in things that he's started and then never finished.
Teddy:"can I keep one then?" He said giving me the puppy dog eyes, begging me to let him keep one of his toys in bed with him.
Marcy:"fine. But just one." I said with a grin on my face. We left him to tidy away his new toys and headed back to our room.
He looked emotionless, blank in the face.
Marcy:"are you okay, Mattheo? You seem quiet." He stopped in his trail. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into our room quickly. "Mattheo, what's wrong?" I asked worried the more I asked and the less he answered. He took an envelope from his drawer and handed it to me. "What's this?"
Mattheo:"just read it."
Whatever this letter was about, after opening the sealing, Mattheo's handwriting covered the paper. I glanced at him before I began to read the words he had written.
It read:
'I never thought I'd be writing one of these. I never thought I'd ever get close to someone as much as I have with you. To be quite frank, you have turned my world upside down and given me a life I never knew I needed. You were the one thing I was missing, the thing I always needed.
For longer than you know, I have admired you. For longer than you know, I have loved you from afar. You were different, I felt different because of it. My reputation preceded me and so I never approached you until the time was right. When you approached me, my world changed. I felt that we were connected, destined to discover the possibilities we had and that's exactly what we did.
I'd never written one of these before because I've never truly loved anyone before. I never felt strongly enough about a person to feel the need to write one of these. I was always afraid of rejection, but your rejection was the one I feared the most. But like always, you picked up the pieces and mended whatever broken parts were left of me when we first met. You didn't reject me, you allowed me to open my heart to you.
Whatever we are destined to become, I promise from this day forward that I will try my best to make you happy. You're the only person I've ever cared about and you're the last person I want to lose.
Whatever it takes, I'll do it for you.'
YOU ARE READING
'𝐀𝐦 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐬?'
RomanceMattheo riddle × Marcy × draco Our love was pure. Passionate. Filled with life, if you will. But that was all taken away when I realised I had been a bet. A bet that involved you and draco. Then I began to wonder if you did actually feel anything f...