The Sun And The Moon T•M•R

Chapter 14

At those words Aurora felt her heart physically drop.

Turn to stone as if she was staring into the eyes of medusa, feeling it sink to the pit of her stomach as her eyes began to brim with silvery tears.

"I hate you" she seethed wishing her words would do some sort of damage to him but yet his emotionless facade did not falter.

"I hate you so much Tom Marvolo Riddle and I will forever hate you" she spat angrily not caring about the hot tears that started to run down her face.

Tom looked at her, examining how she was letting her emotions run free like the stream of a river flowing down her rose tinted cheeks.

He wanted to make it stop. He felt in that moment he would drop everything, the plans, the blood supremacy, he'd sell his soul just for her crying to stop.

Yet he just stood there watching as she tried to stop herself from shaking with fury.

"No you won't" he murmured. He then turned on his heel before his emotions seeped through his protective armour forcing him to take action so his pleas for her sadness to stop would come true then he disappeared out the door letting it close behind him with a soft click.

Aurora stood in silence listening to the fading of footsteps echo down the hallways till they where no more than a faint click.

She forced herself not to collapse to her knees, to a deep breath and turned back to the bathroom slamming the door harshly behind her hoping it would break.

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Tom walked quickly through the mansion not having a particular place to go right now and he always thought walking had stopped him from doing something irrational.

But unfortunately it does get rather boring after a while so he decided to set out to find the book that had mysteriously gone missing but before his search could begin he was interrupted.

"Tom!" Somebody cried from further down the hall and the echoing of frantic running could be heard charging towards him.

He turned slowly raising an eyebrow as his hard hazel eyes where met with a panicked looking Evan Rosier, his broken curls a mess and his eyes wide with worry.

"Tom! God Tom you've gotta see this" Evan gasped waving a newspaper round in the air as he tried to catch his breath.

Tom snatched the paper from his followers hand looking down at the front cover expectantly.

The only thing worth his attention and sent his heart a jolt of fright was two black and white picture.

One was a women. Older than he was but barely scraping 30. From what could tell she had borishly dull hair swept up in a ponytail and a large rather annoying smile like the one people gave you when they where trying to cover up a lie.

The other was a lanky man with a firm frown and deep fore head creases that where only sheield by his thick framed glasses.

Below them was the headline in bold writing.  "JOURNALIST PARTNERS JENNY DOLBERMING AND ASHTON BRONKBORD FOUND DEAD"

"oh dear" Tom drawled handing the newspaper back to Evan with an unimpressed expression.

"How tragic" he snapped. "Tom!" Evan whined stopping him from walking away by jumping in his path.

"These are those paparazzi people who wrote the newspaper article about you and Aurora. The ones we killed!" Evan wailed pointing at them frantically.

"Yes Evan i know" Tom spat trying to get past once agian but Evan grabbed dhis shoulder.