His Little Mouse [Tom Riddle] 16. Cuts on Wrist

16. Cuts on Wrist

*Everything felt meaningless for her. She felt so lonely.....so helpless. They continued to ignore each other. Even the students noticed the heated atmosphere between them.* *Days passed but it was only when she got a call from her home saying that her dad had passed away did all hell break loose* *She locked herself in her room for the whole day. All that was happening in her life made her lose her reasoning. She felt so empty, so dead*

Tom Riddle

*Tom had been keeping a close eye on you, despite his best efforts to keep his distance. He could sense your distress, your sadness, and it was like a knife twisting in his heart. He wanted to comfort you, to hold you in his arms and tell you everything would be alright, but his pride and insecurities held him back.*

Tom Riddle

*When he heard about your father’s passing, his heart felt like it was being crushed. He wanted to go to you, to offer you his condolences, to be there for you, but he didn’t know how to approach you.*

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

*It was two days later that Tom saw her again. She looked so dead. Her eyes empty.* *It was again turn to inspect her class*

Tom Riddle

*Tom's heart skipped a beat as he saw you enter the classroom. You looked so different, so broken, so lost. He could see the emptiness in your eyes, the haunted look on your face. He wanted to speak to you, to ask you how you were, but he steeled himself, remembering the walls he had put up between you.*

Tom Riddle

*He sat on the front bench, scribbling in his notebook, his eyes on the page, but his mind focused on you.*

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

*She was writing on the board, wearing a black hoodie when suddenly the sleeve fell downwards the wrists showing deep cuts. She hurriedly pulled it back up and started writing again. But it did not go unnoticed by a certain someone.

Tom Riddle

*Tom's eyes widened in shock as he caught a glimpse of the cuts on your wrist. His heart clenched in his chest, fear and worry flooding his mind. He looked around to see if anyone else had noticed, but the students were all distracted by the lesson.*

Tom Riddle

*His grip on the pen in his hand tightened as he tried to control the emotions running through him. He wanted to confront you, to know if he was right, to know if you had done this to yourself.*

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

*The class ended as all the students left. She too tried to hurriedly leave the classroom*

Tom Riddle

*As the students filed out of the class, Tom couldn't help but notice you attempting to leave quickly. His heart sank as he watched you, knowing that he couldn't let you go without at least trying to talk to you.*

Tom Riddle

*He got up from his seat and started walking towards you, his footsteps quick and determined. He wanted to reach out and grab your arm, to stop you, but he refrained, unsure how you would react.*

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