This Was A Mistake | Mattheo Riddle X Reader

chapter 46

Suicide was on the table many times, but I couldn't do that to my daughter. I'm choosing to raise Amara on my own, I don't want another woman. The only right one was Maya.

Maya
"Imperio!" Voldemort casted on Mattheo.

I could barely open my eyes, I had my daughter in my arms and I was bleeding out everywhere while Luna tried her best to heal me.

Pansy and Luna never left my side.

I wanted to name my daughter Amara. It was perfect. It gave off similar traits me and Mattheo had.

I prayed that I would get through this.

I felt a sting in my chest, a dagger, lodged in by Mattheo. The father of my baby, my soulmate.

"It's not—your fault." I coughed, holding Mattheos hand as he cried, trying to keep me up. It wasn't his fault. This wasn't his choice.

Voldemort laughed in the background very faintly, I felt everything starting to go away.

"Name her—Amara." My last words.

In these moments, I blamed myself for everything. Maybe if I hadn't been so stubborn about Draco, I wouldn't have ended up with Mattheo and have been caught up in this mess.

The worst part is, I knew I would love him no matter how bad it got.

This was a mistake.

Mattheo
She kept telling me it wasn't my fault.

I would never forgive myself for this. It was my fault and his. I hope he's rotting somewhere worse then hell, he is hell.

All of Maya's friends didn't talk to me for a long time and blamed me for everything. I would blame me too.

Adrian tried to fight me but he got held back and Pansy and Daphne screamed at me for hours.

I'm going to spend the rest of my life apologizing to Maya by treating our daughter rightfully and not how either of our parents treated us.

Amara was beautiful. She looked just like her mother. Only a few months old. I had no idea how I would get through this alone, I'm just gonna go for it.

All for Maya. Maybe if I hadn't pretended to date her because of Malfoy, none of this would've happened. It's all my fault.

This was a mistake.

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I cleared my throat, the crowds of people all becoming silent very quickly and turning their attention to me.

"You all know Amaya Esmeray. Maya. Her family, the wealthiest family of wizards in the wizardry world." My hands trembled as I read the parchment with what I was saying. I paused for a moment.

"Most of you also know that..she was my girlfriend. I wanted to marry her, I wanted everything to do with her. And here I am.." My voice cracked.

"Raising our daughter, Amara." I looked to the side where Adrian, the godfather which she had wanted, was holding the baby, standing next to Pansy who they were both trying not to cry but failed.

"Maya wasn't just any person. She cared very much about people, too much. She let some of these people perceive her and change her. She didn't deserve any of that. She's been treated horribly her whole life, and that's the truth." A tear fell down my cheek and onto the dry parchment, smudging some of the ink.

"Rest in paradise, my love. I'm going to spend the rest of my life making everything up to you." I stepped off the stage and began to hold my daughter, more tears falling out of my eyes.

After that, some of her friends gave some very wholesome and better speeches. I was absolutely awful at speeches.

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It was summer break, I was still living at the Riddle manor. It was my manor. Not anyone else's.

Amara had just come back from her fourth year at Hogwarts.

Every once in a while, we go and visit her mothers grave.

We paid our respects and set flowers, we also talked to her like we would as if she was with us right now.

"I have a question." Amara looked up at me. "Yes, my love?" I put my arm around her shoulders.

"Do you have a photograph of mum?" She asked. I actually did. One. Of us together.

"I do, actually. It was a photo of us on the couches in your common room." I said as I took it out from my pocket. I always kept it with me.

I smiled just looking at it.

She snatched the photo and her eyes widened. "She was fucking beautiful!" She exclaims. Of course she was, the most beautiful fucking person in the world, next to Amara.

"I know right." I chuckled, tears of happiness rolling down my flushed cheeks.

"I miss her so much. I know I didn't get to see her, but it's like she's still with me. You know?" A few tears fell down her cheeks. I do know. It's like she's with me every second of every day.

I kneeled down to her level, holding both her hands in mine, "I know, I feel the exact same way. I think of her everyday." I grew sad remembering what happened and how she died.

"It's not your fault. You can't keep blaming yourself." She said. "Get out of my head." I picked her up, both of us laughing in the cemetery.

I never told Maya about the times I'd read her mind and she'd claim I did when I told her I didn't. God I miss this girl so much.

THE END

I HOPE YALL ENJOYED THIS STORY ITS BEEN SUCH A JOY TO WRITE THIS AND THIS 'SPECIAL SURPRISE' I WAS TALKING ABOUT IS MY NEW BOOK, A FEW CHAPTERS ALREADY UPLOADED

I'm so sad this story had to end this way, but i hope y'all enjoyed it!

Also clearing something up, if you haven't noticed every time Maya had physical contact with a boy, it was because Mattheo spelled that to happen and she never knew. There was a lot of things he kept from her that weren't cleared up in the story

My next Mattheo Riddle story is already published and is even better with a better plot

Go onto my account and read it!! It's called 'Our Little Secret'

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