hysteria ; Mattheo Riddle

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Witch-Wife
She is neither pink nor pale,
And she never will be all mine;
She learned her hands in a fairy-tale,
And her mouth on a valentine.
She has more hair than she needs;
In the sun tis a woe to me!
And her voice is a string of coloured beads,
Or steps leading into the sea.
She loves me all that she can,
And her ways to my ways resign;
But she was not made for any man,
And she never will be all mine.
(Edna St. Vincent Millay)

After leaving class...
walking around the halls. skipping the rest of the classes. ready to make my way to my room. my nails lightly scratching the corridors walls.

peacefully humming kimdracula by deftones, not bothering a soul. the hallways were swept of any souls that would be left. . . or so i thought

gavin stood right around the corner from me. i bumped into his chest, a gasp left my mouth as i quickly pulled back from him.

his wand in his right hand holding it tightly around the handle of the wand, like he was mad. his hand turning a whitish reddish color

looking up from his wand back to his eyes, his mouth twitching up into an evil grin.

the feeling was in the air.

we both knew that something bad was going to happen

he looked deeply into my eyes, you had to admit his eyes were beautiful.

slightly nibbling on the inside of my lip, the next thing about to happen would change my life.

"crucio"

those words struck my body. lighting striking my insides. this had felt like the end. dropping to my knees, as the aching sensation beated like a heart through my body.

every limb and organ felt as if it was burning. making me shrivel up into a ball and left for dead.

looking up at the ceiling, my eyes were hazy, from the aching pain and salty warm tears that ran down my face.

my eyes slowly closing and opening, his face popped up in front of mine, he straddled both of my legs and arms so that he had full control over me.

screaming in pain. hoping that someone would hear my cries for help.

someone

anyone

praying to god that someone would save me. i have no control. i felt as if i was hopeless and i was hopeless in this moment.

his powers taking over my body, his blurry face and evil smile will stick with my for as long as i live

he lifted up my blouse.

my mind hazy and confused of what was happening.

only feeling even more pain in my stomach area. my tears kept pouring out of my eyes like a tsunami

the pain had felt like it would last forever. it felt like forever

THIRD PERSON POV
Geneva on the ground shaking, grabbing tightly onto his hands that were holding her down on the ground.

whispering that it was going to be okay, that this would end all soon

"it's okay love" "you won't feel this pain forever"

he had a pocket knife in his dress pants, stabbing the tip into her stomach and started to carve out letters

making sure the letters were clear enough for everyone too see if anyone would look at her stomach

geneva ended up passing out. coming in and out of consciousness

she started to hear fighting, there was blood on the floor soaking her clothes.

punches were heard out through the hall. yelling. screaming. cussing.

"get the fuck away from her grindelwald" mattheo snapped at gavin.

gavin stopped carving letters into her bare red skin.

mattheo used a spell that made him get swept away into the air and drop on the ground.

away from what was already his.

mattheo looked down at her.

he remained emotionless when looking at her. keeping a straight face.

at that moment and moments forward from this, he would be happy that she wasn't awake to see this.

he was doubting. he didn't know what to do, he didn't think on it. he heard screaming and came to see what it was.

she was his. she was his to hurt. she was his to kill.

mattheo was very confused with himself.

they started fighting once again, gavin steadying himself on the walls

rolling around on the ground, slamming each other into walls, casting different spells at each other.

mattheos nose was bleeding around the bridge. blood spilling from both of there noses.

bruises, cuts, spells with after affects.

gavin pushed mattheo against the wall, the sun hitting off gavin's face.

"i will always win riddle"
he gritted through his teeth, his black eye showing more and more by the minute

"remember who's father disappeared" mattheo grinned, never letting his true self ever show, he made himself appear as if he was never weak

gavin's eyes got darker, like the clouds outside that were swirling under the grey sky

his wand dug into mattheo's skin under his chin, gavin bored his eyes into mattheos dark inky eyes
"avada kedavra—"

"riddle and grindelwald" dumbledore's voice roared through the halls.

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