Give Me A Break

~20~

"How does he not know?" I yell.

"I lied my way out of it, I got Stiles to lie too, Love, please don't be mad," Mattheo rants.

"I'm not- I'm not mad." I try to make myself sound calm.

"He just wants you to attend one meeting. Just to test your powers." Theo sighs.

I slowly nod.

~~~

"Can't hold my hand, Love," Theo says, shaking me away.

"Sorry," I say nervously.

"I won't let him hurt you." He assures.

"What about you?" I ask, "last time I was here he tortured me."

He smiles, "you won't get hurt, I won't die."

"Ok," I agree, walking in.

"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort yells as we enter. An older man falls limp to the ground, just as Cedric did.

I close my eyes before opening them once again and taking a seat where my name is placed.

"Do the scream." Voldemort instructs.

I take a deep breath before using the sirens power. "Now, you," He points at Mattheo.

Mattheo does it as well. At this point, everyone's covering their ears and in shock.

"What does it mean?" Lucius asks, squinting at me.

"I'm not sure yet. Sirens is what we're thinking."

"How?" 3 people collectively ask.

"If we knew, don't you think we'd have offed them by now?" Stiles scoffs.

"What did you just say?" Voldemort booms.

Stiles shrinks into himself. "Crucio," Voldemort lazily shoots the hex at his son.

I gasp a little as Stiles screams out, falling onto the floor. "Father." Theo says, glaring.

Voldemort shoots the same spell at Theo. If the spell is placed on someone for longer than 3 minutes, they'll die.

I try to stay quiet, but as Mattheo screams, I feel my soul leave as I join in.

"Let him go!" I exclaim.

Voldemort tries to hex me, but somehow doesn't. "Let him go!" I scream. Chairs fall back and people scatter around the room. But the dark lord stays in his place, throwing unforgivable curses at me.

This last scream though, it does something I've never seen before. I don't say any words specifically, I just scream. Voldemort falls back, shocked.

Mattheo coughs as he's released. "Are you ok?" I quickly ask.

He slowly nods. I stare into his eyes, smiling.

"How did you do that?" Bellatrix hisses.

"I don't know." I say.

The room is destroyed. I feel bad for the house elves that have to clean this. "How?" Voldemort yells, grabbing me up by my collar.

I shake my head, "I don't know!"

"You lied!" Voldemort yells at Theo, letting me go.

"Don't touch him," I warn.

"You're special." He says, "but you already know that, don't you?"

I stay silent as he draws his wand against my cheek. "Please don't hurt her," Mattheo chokes out.

"Pathetic." Is all the dark lord says before exiting. I fall to my knees in front of Mattheo.

"Are you ok?" I ask, pulling hair out of his face.

He pulls me closer and kisses me, "I love you." Then, his eyes roll into the back of his head.

"Mattheo?" I ask, "Theo?"

He doesn't answer. "This better not be a joke, asshole." Nothing. "Theo, get up," I say.

I look up and Stiles is staring at me. "Get up, Mattheo!" I yell.

I lay my head on his chest. "No, get up," I whisper.

I can't hear his heartbeat. The world begins to spin. "Taylor-" Stiles says, trying to pry me off of his body.

"Bring him back!" I yell.

A couple of deatheaters circle around us, whispering. Stiles hugs me and I realize how real this is.

It feels like Cedric dying, but 10x worse. I was in love with Mattheo. I am in love with Mattheo.

I hold onto Stiles' arm and scream my heart out, causing everyone around us to pass out. I open my eyes and look at Mattheo, hoping and praying he'll just wake up like some kind of dream.

"I love you too," I cry out.