Small Dose

Small Dose

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⚠️TW⚠️ mentions of Drug, and alcohol use and actions of murder and smut. She loved the idea of being free. Not having any rules against her. Being able to do whatever she felt like. Having everything she wants her fingertips. Having full control of everything around her. When at a party she'll sway her hips, and rock to the beat. Her hands in the air moving along with the breeze that flies around. Her nose full of powder and her lungs full of green. Her throat clogged by all the alcohol that's just fades memories away. All the abuse she's putting her body through just to feel numb. The feeling of nothing is all she wants. She's tired of feeling everything, tired of feeling sad, tired of feeling angry, she's tired of being tired. The only things she wants to feel in the world is numb. To not feel. So when the two Riddle boys came along she finally felt what'd it's feel like to be numb. To not feel. She felt the unimaginable; with the both of them. She was numb. They were happy. She was their weakness, and they were her death sentence.
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Tom Marvolo Riddle x OC There was once a boy who was feared by all. A boy with dark, fathomless eyes and a mind sharper than any blade. A boy who walked the halls of Hogwarts like a king without a crown-powerful, untouchable, unkillable. And then there was her. Catherine Valentine. The golden girl of Hufflepuff. Sweet, soft-spoken, endlessly kind. A girl who smiled like sunlight and carried warmth in her touch. A girl adored by all, yet one who had eyes only for him-the boy who was too cold to feel, too ruthless to love. For years, he had watched her from the shadows. For years, he had longed for the impossible-to reach for something pure, something good, something he was never meant to have. And for years, she had watched him back. She saw what no one else did. Not the monster. Not the demon. But the boy beneath the cold exterior. And she loved him. For eternity. For forever. And forever - was exactly what he had always wanted.

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