Mattheo riddle

"Mattheo!"

I jumped out of bed quickly, my heart pounding in my chest. I quickly rushed to Aurora who was kneeling on the bathroom floor.

She started coughing and leaning over the toilet.

"Aurora, are you okay?" I got down behind her and pulled her hair out of her face.

She turned to me without a word.

My heart was no longer pounding in my chest, it was dropping into my stomach.

"No—."

"What's happening?" Aurora cried, I scanned her face.

Blood was pouring out of her nose, blood was everywhere.

"Let's get you up." I lifted her up from the floor and held her steady.

"I'm scared." Aurora held onto my tightly.

"Don't be. I'm gonna get you cleaned up, dressed, and then to the hospital wing."

I started cleaning the blood of her face, "everything hurts." Aurora cried.

"You're okay, you're okay." I mumbled pushing her hair behind her ear.

After cleaning her up I helped her get dressed and hurried to the hospital wing.

~

"I don't know what happened she just started throwing up blood." I told Madam Pomfrey as I entered the hospital wing.

"Get her on the bed." She responded quickly.

Once I got Aurora on the bed Madam Pomfrey and another healer started asking her questions.

"Theo." Aurora reached for my hand, her eyes filled with tears.

"I'm right here Angel." I grabbed her hand and gave her a reassuring squeeze.

"You're gonna be okay."  I whispered with tears in my own eyes.

Hours later the sun was coming up and Aurora's father was talking to the healers. I haven't moved from sitting by the window, Aurora passed out at some point last night after continuing to throw up blood. They are transferring her to St Mungo's in an hour.

"Mattheo." Aurora's father walked up to me.

"I'm sorry, I need to leave."

"What?" He asked, I quickly left.

I can't be here, "aurora's not safe." Rose's words ringed in my ears.

No.

No.

No.

I found Rose in the common room, I roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the other students.

"What is he doing to her?" I asked, her eyes went wide.

"You have to let her go." Rose whispered.

"What are you talking about?"

"It'll be worse if you fight him, you know that." She said pulling her arm away from me.

"I can't tell you what he did to her but I can tell you to go to him. He knows how to save her." Rose looked around the crowded room.

"He did this to her? Why?" I asked, my voice shaking.

"He wants you fully committed to him. He sees Aurora as a waste of your time." I scoffed at her words.

"First he threatens to kill her so I'll work for him and now— after everything I've done for him, he's gonna kill her." I swallowed hard.

Rose sighed, "that's not what he's doing—fuck." Rose groaned, "I definitely shouldn't tell you this but Aurora's not going to die. Your father has been slowly poisoning Aurora for about a month—."

"You didn't think to fucking tell me!" I shouted startling Rose.

I looked around the common room seeing a few students looking our way. I grabbed rose and dragged her to my dorm.

"Tell me everything now or I'll kill you, and I promise you it will be way worse then anything my father could do." I said roughly.

Rose inhaled a long breath, "the poison won't kill Aurora. It's just going to put her into a coma, its like a medically induced coma." Rose explained, "the bloods just a scary side effect of the potion."

"How can I save her? Is there a antidote?" I asked rose, running my hand through my hair. My whole body filled with stress.

"Yes, he has it." Rose said, "I'm sorry Mattheo, I know I should have told you—."

I turned away from her and left her in my dorm, I slammed the door behind me.

~

"Ah Mattheo just the person I was looking for. How's Aurora?" It took everything in me not to punch my father in the face. If I wanted to get aurora out of her 'medically induced coma' as Rose calls it, I'll have to play nice.

"Not good, please—."

"Begging Mattheo really?" My father laughed, "go on, whine about how much you love Aurora and what you'll do to save her." He motioned me to speak.

"She didn't do anything wrong. Don't punish her, give me the antidote and I'll—I'll..."

"Say it Mattheo, I want you to say it." He glared at me.

"I'll leave her behind, I'll leave everything behind. I'll be at your service, everyday. Just please help me save her." I felt sick to my stomach saying that. I can't actually think about leaving her but I know I have to, I'll do anything to save her even if I have to lose her..

He smiled, "I'll help you. I have the antidote right here." He wiggled it in the air. "But I expect you to live here, you won't be allowed to see Aurora or your mother, I know how much time you've been spending with the lovely Anne."

I clenched my jaw, "yes."

"Alright." He nodded, "I'll give Rose the antidote and she'll bring it to Aurora."

I shook my head quickly, "what? N-no. I need to bring it to her—."

"I'm not giving that whore a chance to manip—."

"Don't!" I shouted slamming my hand against the table, "don't call her that."

"Don't raise your voice at me. I will call her whatever I want." He stood up from his seat, I knew what was about to happen.

I stood still, my feet froze to the floor. My eyes glued to the floor.

I flinched when I felt his hands on my shoulders, I swallowed my fears as he pushed me to the floor.

"Ray." My father called over to one of his men as I knelt on the floor with him behind me.

I heard Ray come up beside my father, "it's been to long son." My fathers words cut through me like the knife was about to be cutting my back.

He chuckled and then moved away so Ray could do his dirty work.

Ray came up behind me, most likely with a wide smile.

I clenched my jaw harder and tried to stop myself from shaking as Ray brought a knife up to the back of my shirt.

"One day you'll finally learn not to speak to me like that." My father said, this was his punishment for a lot of things but for the most part I listen to all his rules, except the no speaking back and raising my voice to him. I couldn't sit back and listen to him talk about aurora like that.

I groaned as Ray dug the sharp knife into my back, cutting my shirt and flesh.

Black dots clouded my vision as he cut a X onto my back.

The pain felt like nothing knowing that I'll never see Aurora again.

~

I was trying to clean my fresh wound when Rose entered my room.

"Sorry." She whispered surprising me with her apology.

"It's fine." I muttered.

"I'm gonna bring it to her I promise." Rose closed my bedroom door behind her as she walked in.

"I know I've done some messed up things but you know I truly thought of Aurora as a friend."

"Whatever it's not like I have a choice."

"Is there anything else you want me to give her?" Rose asked, I turned to face her.

"Yeah just give me a minute."

Agatha Rose

I entered the hospital wing right as they were about to transfer Aurora to St Mungo's.

"Mr. Lupin?" I stopped in front of a tall man.

"Yes."

"Oh hi, I'm uh... a friend of Aurora's." I lied hiding the bottle of antidote behind my back.

"Can I talk to her for a second." I smiled awkwardly.

"Sure." Lupin responded, he looks sad and I feel bad.

"I'll be quick."

I hurried over to Aurora and hid behind the curtain as I worked open the bottle.

"I'm sorry." I whispered to her, "I know I'm a terrible person but I'm sorry. You don't deserve any of this and neither does Mattheo." I grabbed her chin and poured a drop of the antidote into her mouth.

After a few seconds she coughed and started stirring away.

I put the cap on the antidote and put it into my pocket.

"Hey I think she's waking up!"

Her father rushed to her side, "Aurora can you hear me?"

She groaned in response making me and her father smile.

Aurora Lupin

"How are you feeling?" Lucy asked as soon as I opened my eyes.

Earlier I was awake for a second but I don't remember it.

"I just feel like I have a massive hangover." I turned to her and stretched my arms.

Her eyes were wide, "what?" I asked before turning my head to my other side and seeing my father.

"Not..not that I know what being hungover feels like." I laughed awkwardly.

He shook his head, "it's alright, I'm just glad you're okay."

I sighed in relief.

I continued to look around but I didn't see the person I was looking for.

"Where's Mattheo?" I asked sitting up more.

My dad opened his mouth to speak but couldn't think of anything to say so Lucy spoke up.

"You should be resting." She said confusing me more.

"Where's Mattheo?" I asked again.

Lucy sighed and reached behind her to grab something.

"This was tucked under your pillow." Lucy held up a envelope.

I held her gaze, her eyes were filled with sadness. I knew something was wrong, I swallowed my throat feeling dry and rough.

I prepared myself for what she was about to tell me.

~

The healers reluctantly let me go back to my dorm. Lucy will be staying with me for the time being to make sure I'm okay as I say I am.

Honestly I feel fine— physically.

I haven't read Mattheo letter and I'm scared to.

I know it will emotionally damage me, probably beyond repair.

"You can go back to your dorm, I don't need a babysitter." I told her eyeing the letter in my hand.

"I'm not leaving you, but..." she sighed, "if you need a minute alone to read that I'll give you a minute." 

I kept my eyes on the letter, "I don't know if I can read it but I do need a minute."

I felt Lucy's hand on my shoulder, "okay, come get me if—."

"I know." I whispered.

A few seconds later I heard my dorm door close.

I unfolded the letter partially but chickened out.

I reached for the vodka I kept under my bed and took a huge chug off of it before opening the letter fully this time.

~

Aurora,

I don't even know where to begin.

I want to apologize. I know what you're thinking- I don't need to apologize for anything but I do.

I'm sorry for endangering you, so many times.

My life has been a never ending battle of pain, hate, misery, you name it... until you.

For the first time in my life I was happy, loved, safe— or at least I thought safe.

Before I met you I thought I knew what my life was going to be, from start to finish but you came along and for the first time I felt like I could do anything, like I didn't have to listen to him.

I love you.

I will always love you.

I loved every second I got to spend with you, I loved your laugh, I loved your lips, your hair, your eyes, your attitude. Fuck I loved your nipple piercing— sorry! I was just thinking that and next thing you know I'm writing it down. Fuck I'm sorry.

Anyways you get what I'm saying, I loved everything about you. I say 'loved' as in past tense because to keep you safe I have to let you go.

It's the most painful thing I've had to do I'm my very painful life but knowing you will be okay makes this okay— for me at least.

I know you won't like this, I don't either. I love you so much and I can't see you get hurt.

Being loved by you was the best thing I've ever experienced.

You have to let me go too.

I'm not coming back.

Please Aurora let me go, let me save you.

I got to love you, I wish it lasted longer but it didn't.

Getting to love you was enough for me.

I'm gonna be okay. You have to believe that. I'm gonna get through this. I have to.

I won't be able to visit you, even for a minute. He won't allow it.

I look forward to my dreams because I know I'll see you in them.

Meet me in my dreams?

Anyways, I am asking you to let me go but I'm begging you to always love me.

I'm asking you to let me go but never love anyone like you've loved me, please.

I know you're pissed at me— or maybe you're not but please always love me.

Knowing you still love me will get me through this.

Maybe one day...

Now I'm gonna say something a little selfish but it will cheer me up and I deserve a little cheering up.

I want you to move on— be happy with someone else blah, blah, blah. But I need you to promise me you'll never let anyone play with your tits like you let me, even though I'm gone and I'm letting you go those are still mine.

...

Did you laugh?

No?

Just trying to cheer you up, I laughed not that it matters.

I'm so sorry for everything.

I will always love you, so much.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Remember that. Everyday you wake up I want that to be the first thing you think of— that I love you.

Goodbye Angel.

~

I folded the letter back up, the paper freshly stained with my tears.

I can't process it, I don't want to. I don't want to let him go, I can't. I love him.

I climbed in bed with the bottle of vodka and tucked myself under the covers.

I closed my eyes and hoped I would see Mattheo in my dreams.

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