His Little Mouse [Tom Riddle] 15. Disappointment

Tom Riddle

'A teacher should set a good example for their students. Showing enthusiasm for ending classes is not a good sign.' *he said coldly*

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

I was more exited about you leaving the class rather that the kids *said softly but it reached Tom's ears*

*he paused at your words, his heart clenching in his chest. He had heard the soft, almost inaudible tone in which you spoke, but the words echoed in his ears like a gunshot. He clenched his jaw, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of the desk hard and spoke in a low, dangerous voice*

Tom Riddle

Excuse me? Would you mind repeating that?

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

What?

*he pushed himself up from the desk and started walking towards you, his steps slow and deliberate, his eyes fixed on yours, his icy demeanor cracking slightly*

Tom Riddle

You said you were happy about me leaving the class, didn't you?

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

U-umm I did not...*awkwardly*

*he stopped right in front of you, so close that he could feel your breath on his face. He leaned in slightly, his breath hitching as he spoke*

Tom Riddle

Are you challenging my hearing now? Are you calling me a liar, Miss?

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

N-no, I didn't mean it

*he raised an eyebrow, studying you intently, his eyes searching your face. He could see the discomfort in your expression, the nervousness in your eyes, and it sent a pang through his heart. He wanted to comfort you, but he refused to give in*

Tom Riddle

Then what exactly did you mean when you said you couldn't wait for me to leave the room?

*She didn't know what to answer.....she wanted the soft Tom, she wanted her daddy. She regretted her words from earlier. Her hand almost trembling and eyes starting to get teary. She didn't know why she was so nervous*

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

I-Im sorry

*he noticed the subtle trembling in your hand, the teary look in your eyes. It took every ounce of his willpower not to reach out and take your hand in his, to wrap you in his embrace as he always did. But he forced himself to remain cold and distant, his expression still stern, even though inside he was crumbling.*

Tom Riddle

'Sorry' is not a good enough justification, miss. I expect better from my teachers.

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

I know. I won't be a disappointed to you......again. *trembling voice*

*his heart clenched at the sound of your trembling voice. He wanted to reach out and touch you, to tell you that you could never be a disappointment to him, that he craved you more than he’d like to admit. But his pride and hurt held him back, and he spoke in a cold tone*

Tom Riddle

I hope not. I expect excellence from all my teachers.

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

Yes, sir...

*he swallowed hard as 'sir' left your lips. It sent a jolt through his body, bringing back memories he had tried to suppress for years. He wanted to hear you call him 'Daddy' again, to feel the weight of your head on his shoulder, to have you curled up in his arms...*

Tom Riddle

*but all he could do was nod stiffly, his eyes fixing on the ground as he clenched his jaw, trying desperately to maintain his composure*

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

*Tom left the class and she fell down on her knees. Her body trembling...her heart pounding*

Tom Riddle

*he walked out of the classroom, his heart heavy with emotions he refused to acknowledge. But as soon as he was out of sight, he let out a shaky breath, his hands shaking slightly. He leaned against the wall next to the door, his heart thudding in his chest, his mind filled with thoughts of you*