It's been a year since you started being Mattheo Riddle's toy, you weren't the only one to be his precious toy, there were other girls, many girls... he had a pretty long list. And you were yet another demonstration that you meant nothing to him, he saw you as a friend with benefits and so did he with other girls. He never wanted anything serious with anyone, not even with you, he had said it clearly. But you fell for it like an idiot, you fell into his trap. You had fallen madly in love with him. And it was wrong. You did everything for him, you consoled him in the darkest moments, you reassured him when he had bad dreams and you took care of him when he fought with other boys. But he always rejected you. He always wanted to be alone in those moments, he treated you badly and sometimes he was violent.

You were in his dorm now, after a long sex marathon. You were dressed, and he was now only wearing his pants, his back was turned to you and he was looking out the window. You knew something was wrong.