Trigger warning: dark thoughts, mentions of abuse, sex and the usual swearing
Lizzie's POV:
1 hour later
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I was still thinking over what Enzo had hastily babbled after his talk with Riddle. He did tell him a lot, but at least he survived telling him.
From what he said it sounded like he was already in a coffin, 6 feet under ground. And that was just from Mattheo's glare.
I bet anyone else would have been killed. But Enzo's innocent demeanor saved him.
He's like a fluffy kitten. Only a monster with no heart, remorse or morals would kill a kitten. Riddle still has a heart, but it must be beating so slowly it's about to give out from not giving or receiving love.
Obviously, Enzo isn't a baby cat, but he does act like one. He looks adorable and innocent, but at the same time he's a little demon that would scratch you for no reason all over your face.
And he sleeps like 10 to 12 hours a night.
And his hair is fluffy like a kitten's.
His hair is what I'm messing with right now. I'm sat in a grand dressing room I didn't know even existed on an overly puffy chair. Enzo is sat on the floor on a, also very puffy, pillow.
I've been sat here barely 10 minutes and all I want it to cut all my hair off so the stylists leave me alone.
For context, my mother came banging on my door like 15 minutes ago, screaming that I have to follow her because they got some stylists to come do my hair for the proposal party in 3 days.
They're braiding my hair, because the natural curls looked "too wild" for a fancy party. But they're taking their sweet time with these braids.
I've had enough time to braid, unbraid and braid Enzo's hair again. But his hair it shorter and I'm doing simple plaits.
He's been reading a book, aloud, while I do this so he doesn't go insane. Right now he's reading Alice in Wonderland. It's a special illustrated version Aurora bought him for Christmas.
He takes care of it more than he takes care of himself. I think it's cute.
But I'm also so jealous of Aurora. Not because she's marrying Enzo, no I'm the one that begged and degraded myself in front of my mother and the Dark Lord for them to be engaged.
I'm jealous that she got to marry who she wants. I'm jealous that she doesn't have as strict parents. I'm jealous that she has a personality, a sense of self. I'm jealous that she can be so amazing.
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My whole life I've been told to neaten up, to make myself look better so a good man will marry me. That I shouldn't be so rude, or aggressive. That I shouldn't bother with my education too much, since my future husband can do it for me.
All the other girls were brought up mostly equal to boys. So why was I treated like it was the 1800s? Like I was just something my father would give away to a random man for some money? Why had women been given the right to vote, if I didn't have those rights?
But the fact that my neglectful and abusive mother was the one who educated me, who let me be a child, was too much to bear. Why were the acts of someone cruel the nicest things I got from adults?
But I still took care of Aurora and Cathy, because I thought of it as the only redeeming act I could do.
But I didn't care for myself as much. I just used my 'pretty privilege' to get what I wanted, and who I wanted. I hooked up with girls and boys just to get my mind away from my problems and to please myself.
That's how I earned the title of 'Slytherin slut'. The other houses each had a person with a similar title. I don't remember the birdie's one or the lion's but I know the 'Hufflepuff whore' was no other than Cedric Diggory himself. I'd say he was over rated.
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A warm hand being placed on mine brought me out of my void of sad thoughts.
"You okay, Liz?"
It is Enzo's hand on mine, while mine has went still in his mess of hair. He's so caring and sweet. I seriously love him.
"I'm fine, just spaced out. Check if my hair is almost done, if I turn my head a single fucking inch they'll scream at me in angry French." Enzo takes his hand off mine and turns to see if the stupid hairdressers are done braiding my hair.
"Good news, they'll be done before I finish this chapter in my book." I take it back. I don't love him. He's a fucking brat.
"How long will it take you to finish the chapter then?" It can take between 10 minutes and 3 days so he better tell me a better estimate.
"Until they're done with the braids." He turns his head so I can see the stupid grin on his face. I can't stand it. So I hit him on the head.
"Ow! Fine, fine. Like 15 minutes! Just don't hit me again, you're way too strong."
"Can't promise shit." I hit his head again, but lighter this time. It makes him whine. I keep my hand on his head and resume my earlier task of messing with his hair. I listen to him quietly murmuring while he reads. Isn't he just adorable?
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Mattheo's POV:
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My confrontation with Berkshire was quite enlightening, but not at all pleasant.
Usually seeing Lestrange in pain makes me happy. Call me a sadist, it's true.
But hearing her mother, my father and even Malfoy cut her arms open and used Crucio on her just didn't sit right with me.
Maybe because I want to be the one to hurt her. Seeing wounds I leave always feels better than ones other people leave.
I'm bored out of my mind, wandering the vast halls of the manor, with Nagini trailing after me when I hear voices. They're coming from a part of the manor that usually only the house elves go to, or when there's an event and spare rooms are needed.
One of the voices I recognize as Berkshire, it's still as annoying and positive as when we were on the roof. Two or three of them were new to my ears, and had heavy French accents. The last one I could never mistake for anyone else.
It was my dear, dear, fiance.
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Word count: 1109
I'm sorry! Sorry for not updating. School just hit me in the face like three pianos and and elephant of top.
Also do you guys think the story is going too slow? Because I write a lot of flashbacks and thoughts for context because I personally like to know that type of stuff, but I want to know what you guys think.
Also thank youuuuuuuuuuuuu! For the 9k reads and almost (1 away๐ญ) 150 votes. I never thought this would get this much attention. I remember when it had only 1 read and 1 vote.
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