after putting on a gym set: black leggings, a sports bra and a zip up jumper, i walk out of my room into the empty living room. i cant believe mattheo, where did he go and what the fuck happened.
i walk out into the castle, wandering around until i get to the entrance of the castle, should i leave? I'm not so sure anymore, wouldn't that seem like I'm scared? leaving just because a boys been a dick. ugh life is so difficult what the fuck
oh fuck it, im going home, it has nothing to do with them and it's none of their business
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i get home chucking down my bag and walking into the silent house. i walk upstairs and into my room, jumping on my bed and just thinking about life and shit. i decide to get into the hot-tub to calm my brain and just relax. putting on a black bikini i slip my legs into the water, sitting down and resting my head against the side, taking in the fresh air
after 2 hours of being in the hot tub and lounging around the pool it starts to get dark so i get up and go inside, changing into some pjs and going to sleep.
ESTÀS LLEGINT
His Angel || Mattheo Riddle
Literatura romànticai did not create Mattheo Riddle so credits to whoever did i don't own any characters except Anastasia Parker //TW// mentions of drugs, alcohol, self harm, swearing and a shit ton of sex mentions, smut 🤟😋
