𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

When your boyfriend didn’t show up to the astronomy tower like you planned that night, you got a little worried. Yes, your boyfriend was Mattheo Riddle. The unpredictable, chaotic, sometimes stupid, Mattheo Riddle but when it came to you, he almost never let things stop him from seeing you. Him not showing up after he was so excited to see you was a little strange.

You texted and called a few times but no answer. It’s too late for detention. Not late enough for him to be asleep. No quidditch practice today. Where was he? What was he doing?

You left the astronomy tower and carefully made your way through the castle. Once you got to his dorm, the door was cracked open, the shower was running, and you heard a faint voice in the background.

You slowly pushed the door open, a wave of cold air coming out of the room. Mattheo likes it cold but not this cold. What the hell is going on?

As you slowly made your way inside, you slowly moved to the bathroom across the room. As you peacked in, Mattheo stood in the shower, fully clothed with one arm sleeve pulled up. His eyes were red and looked distraught. His forearm was under the freezing cold water and he was rubbing it with a cloth as he mumbled to himself.

“come on.. come on. come off. please come off..” His voice was strained and quiet, like it hurt to talk.

Before he noticed you, he yelled out a curse before swinging his arm and punching the title wall. You flinched at his sudden outburst, bumping into the bathroom door. A creaky sound from the door caused your heart to drop. Mattheo whipped his head around to see you standing there.

His forearm finally came into view. Seeing the dark mark seared into his skin, the surrounding areas red and irritated from his attempts to scrape it off.

Mattheo’s eyes widened. He masked his scared and saddened expression with one of anger.

“Get out..”