Love Mattheo, your greatest love.

I wish it was me rather than you

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Tw: Murder
This chapter will contain mature scenes and some might find this disturbing. Please leave if you can't handle this. I am not justifying her actions this is just part of the story.

"Mattheo?" I ask as I watch him. He is looking out the window, his arm wrapped around me, holding me close to him in the comfort of my bed. I lightly touch his chest and he flinches.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing" he says and turns back. I sigh and let my hand travel further down his bare body. I reach his v- line and his hand shoots down, quickly gripping mine.

"I'm not in the mood." He mumbles. He won't even look me in the fucking eyes.

I sit up and wrap my legs around his waist, not caring what his problem is. I lean down kissing his chest, working my way up to his neck. I softly moan in his ear, biting the lobe.

He grabs my hair pulling me back. His body collides with mine, him now on top of me with a look of hate in his face.

"Stop fucking touching me! I'm not in the mood." He yells.

"What the fuck is your problem? I told you I'm sorry Mattheo I told you a million times and you're still mad. I don't know what else to do. I told you every fucking thing that happened and how I didn't realize what was going on. What else do I need to do!"

"I'm done with your half ass apologies. I- I can't get the idea of him tou- touching you out of my head. I- I just can't. I don't know what you can do. I'm just- I'm just-"

"You're just what Mattheo?" I say my face scrunching for what's about to happen.

"I'm done." He mumbles.

I feel a breath escape my lips and I turn my head to the side, not able to look him in the eyes any longer.

"I'm done, with you. I can't do this anymore." He sighs and looks down. I can tell that he is having a rough time holding in his tears which makes it harder for me.

I slowly nod my head, my bottom lip twitching unintentionally. I bite it, not wanting to let myself cry. I reach my hand up to his chest, pushing him back. I stand up from the bed, putting my bra and panties on, followed by a shirt and shorts.

I sits there on the bed, watching my every move.

Before I walk out of the door I look back once more, looking into his sad eyes.

I then walk out.

I walk downstairs, through the dining room, and into the kitchen. I am about to walk out of the kitchen when a familiar voice interrupts me.

"Y/n?" I turn around to see Lorenzo standing right behind me, along with Draco and his parents. They all look at me, confused as to why I am upset.

"Lorenzo? What are you doing here?"

"What's wrong?" He questions. He reaches forward, grasping my hand.

"I- I- nothing. Nothings wrong." I look to the side, waiting a second before looking back at him.

"Lorenzo you shouldn't be here we- we are planning something and it's dangerous for you to be here while we do-"

He cuts me off.