His ( A Tom Riddle Love Story)

PROLOGUE PART ONE

Prologue Part OnePrologue

(10 years old) Tom Riddle's POV:

"Hey creep! What're you up too?" Billy Stubbs yelled out. I turned around to look at the buffoon of a human. The other orphanage kids laughed at who knows what, because at the moment, nothing was evidently funny.

"Oh! Look at me! I'm Tom Riddle! I don't talk to anybody and walk around like some kind of death doll! OOooohh fear me!" Billy cried as he threw his hands up in a zombie-like fashion and started walking around like Frankenstein's creation.

The other kids howled in laughter encouraging Billy to go on.

Such vile creatures.

"It's pointless to make fun of you because it'll take you the rest of the day to figure it out," I said while turning away and walking towards my room.

I heard fast footsteps coming towards me, and when I turned around it was too late.

Billy's fist swung around and it slammed right into my face. I fell to the ground and held my jaw in pain.

How dare he!?

The kids grew silent as they stared at Billy in shock.

"What? Got nothing to say now?" Billy taunted. In reply, I launched myself at him and tackled him to the ground.

Billy made an "oof" sound before he fell to the ground with me in tow. We scuffled on the floor; me having the upper hand being a little - much more experienced than this oaf.

The tables turned once he grabbed a fist full of my dark hair.

"Billy! Stop it!" yelled a girlish voice.

Billy stopped and turned around to see who commanded him.

Something tells me that he doesn't like taking orders from anybody except Mrs. Cole.

Standing there was probably the prettiest girl I've ever seen. She had long black hair that cascaded down her back and curled at her hips. She had ocean blue eyes that seemed to sparkle even in this dark gloomy area, a pale face with a button nose and small red plump lips.

Her figure was somewhat thin which was understandable in this terrible world. She held a pure white rabbit in her arms and it seemed to be enjoying itself nestling in her arms.

"Well, look who's here! Cindria Valroz Rowan. Just because you're new doesn't mean we'll treat you any different than this guy!" Billy said while detangling himself from me. "And what're you doing with my rabbit?"

Cindria looked down at the rabbit lovingly as if it were the most important thing in the world.

Girls and their weird obsessions in cute things.

"He looked lonely, so I thought I'd cuddle with him," she answered while hugging the rabbit closer to her.

"What's happening over here? Why is Tom on the floor?" Mrs. Cole called out as she marched down the hall towards us. The kids began to scatter as quickly as possible so they wouldn't be punished.

Billy looked at Cindria and then at me before smirking. "It was all Tom and Cindria! They were both fighting!" Billy lied as he pointed at us both. I could only stare at him and wonder what stupid person would actually believe him.

"Cindria! Tom! You know fighting isn't tolerable here in this orphanage! You both will not be going to the outside afternoon park session." Mrs. Cole scolded.

And I spoke too soon, so there is an i***t who works their mind through their a--.

"And Cindria was trying to steal my rabbit!" Billy finished off while grabbing the rabbit from Cindria. Cindria could only stare at Billy in shock, probably wondering why he would do such a thing. The rabbit in Billy's arms seemed to be suffocating and trying to get back to Cindria.

I don't blame it.

"Cindria, I know you're new here, but you should know better than to steal!" Mrs. Cole chastised while looming over Cindria's 5-foot height.

"M-ma'am, I –I wasn't-," She stuttered but was cut off immediately. "You won't be going to any of the outside afternoon play sessions for a week." Mrs. Cole interrupted.

I expected Cindria to fight back or to at least throw a tantrum at this unjustness. I wasn't surprised when her beautiful blue eyes swam with tears, but I was surprised when she nodded her head and didn't say anything.

Was I witnessing a true pushover for the first time?

How interesting.

Billy looked smug as he walked away with his rabbit struggling in his arms. Mrs. Cole followed after him, probably heading towards her office to write down our bad behavior.

For one thing, I knew Billy was going to pay for this.

While I mulled over my thoughts, I saw a hand outstretched in front of me. I looked up to see Cindria looking down at me with curiosity. I ignored her hand and stood up on my own, dusting myself along the way.

"Are you okay?" She asked in her soft girlish voice.

I nodded and I couldn't resist asking her the question that wandered through my mind.

"Why did you allow Billy to get away with accusing you like that? If you tried harder and didn't act like such a pansy, then maybe you wouldn't have had your outside afternoon play session taken away," I said harshly, making her flinch.

I admit I shouldn't have said it like that and I kind of maybe felt bad a little when I saw how my words hurt her a bit.

"I didn't see there to be a point. I mean if I was just punished as simple as that, then wouldn't Billy get into more trouble than I for lying? It's okay; I mean what if these outside afternoon play sessions you speak of are important to Billy? Then wouldn't Billy be sad to not be able to go out and enjoy them?" Cindria replied while wiping her eyes.

I could only stare at her in shock. Was there such a thing as a selfless person like her in this world? Did she not realize that Billy was the person who landed her in this mess? Yet here she was, willing to get in trouble and sacrifice her only outside free time for somebody else that put her in trouble.

"I'm sorry your outside afternoon play session was canceled," she apologized before turning around and was about to walk away before I grabbed her by her sleeve.

Honestly, I surprised myself when I opened my mouth and spouted out something that years later looking back at this makes me not regret doing what I did.

"Would you like to come to my room and play?"

She smiled, and for a minute there I thought it was the loveliest thing I ever laid my eyes on.

"Sure!"

Several Weeks Later:

"Tom! Tom! Look at these beautiful roses that I found! Aren't they the loveliest things you've ever seen!?" Cindria exclaimed as she burst into my room.

I looked up from where I was sitting to look at the roses in her hand and smiled. Just yesterday, she picked up daisies and cried out about how they were the prettiest things she'd ever seen.

Truthfully, I found it adorable.

"Oh! Look at this one! It's still sleeping. I shouldn't have plucked it from its home! Now it'll never bloom like its brothers and sisters," she cried while shoving a closed rose in front of me.

"No, it probably will," I replied back while taking the rose from her hand. She looked at me hopefully, a look that I've come accustomed to whenever she wanted me to use my power. By all means, I always enjoyed using my power, especially with her.

I touched the rose gently and I watched her in amusement, as she looked at the rose in delight when it bloomed into a full rose.

I gave it back to her, and she took it carefully as if I just gave her a fragile diamond jewel. "Tom, it looks much prettier than the rest of them! Thank you so much!"

This is what made me like Cindria even more. She always made me feel as if I was the best person in the world. I knew she wasn't using me for my magic, seeing as though I can read people easily.

Cindria was just this down to earth person; you'll never find a person just like her, like how you'll never find someone just like me.

"I KNOW IT WAS YOU!" yelled a voice from outside of my door. Cindria looked at me and then to the door in confusion.

Whereas, I knew perfectly well who it was and what they were so upset about. I could feel a smirk twitching at my lips but I suppressed it down when the doorknob twisted open.

The door slammed open and there stood Billy, fumingly angry might I add, with tears streaming down his face as he glared at me with such loath that I almost laughed out loud.

Billy stormed into my room, and I could see the other kids crowding at the door watching. Cindria stood in front of me and I couldn't help but think how cute she was to think that she could protect me.

But ah well, it's the thought that counts.

Now you're probably wondering why Billy's so angry. Just this morning, Billy and I had another fight, and again he blamed me for it. So I wasn't allowed to go out with Cindria to the outside afternoon play session, and believe me I was pissed about that.

I promised Cindria I would do more magic for her in the outdoor and I wanted to show her how I could summon snakes at my will. But Billy had to go and ruin it for me, so I did what I said I would do several weeks ago before I got distracted with Cindria.

I would get payback.

So I did, by using my power to hang his rabbit from the rafters, after stabbing it twice. He's lucky I didn't do anything worst because I knew how important the rabbit was to Cindria. To be honest, when I was about to stab the rabbit, I couldn't help but think how sad Cindria would be to find out it was dead and I had second thoughts of doing it.

I never have second thoughts.

But that thought vanished when I thought about what Billy had made Cindria and me go through. Killing his important rabbit would probably teach him a lesson, and plus I was doing the rabbit a favor.

I got up from my bed and moved Cindria to the side before Billy could get his grimy hands on her and possibly inflict pain. If he had managed to do so then I would've had to take measures into my own hands and have Billy see a new definition of torture.

"What do you want with Tom, Billy? Isn't it enough you got him in trouble this morning?" Cindria said, looking directly at Billy.

This made me proud; in a few weeks, she was being less of a pushover.

"Nobody's talking to you right now, unlucky orphan girl! Shut up and back off!" Billy sneered at her, making her cower back.

Less of a pushover, but still a pushover nonetheless.

"Leave Cindria out of this, clearly you have no ounce of dignity if you can shout at a girl like that. Now tell me, what're you wailing about this time? It's disgusting that people like you are allowed to breathe the same air as other people," I said while pushing Cindria behind me just in case he tried anything.

"You killed my rabbit! You hanged him by the rafters and even stabbed him to death! How dare you?!" he cried out while grabbing me by my shirt.

I heard Cindria gasp from behind me and I couldn't bring myself to turn around and look at her. Of course, I wouldn't admit to killing that rabbit, it'd probably break her heart and I don't want her leaving me ...ever!

"How could I have done that? Does it look like I can sprout out wings and hang bunnies from rafters so easily? Think before you talk. Do you ever listen to the things that come out of your mouth?" I answered back while looking him dead in the eye and smiled.

Billy could only glare at me with deep hatred knowing full well that he couldn't blame me for this one, even though it was me. He let go of my shirt and backed away from me before running full speed towards the door, his sobs echoing in the corridors. The kids crowding my room immediately scampered when they met my cold hard gaze.

The door was closed and I forced myself to turn around to face Cindria. As expected, her blue eyes were filled with tears and the roses that she was just yelling about moments ago, were scattered on the ground.

"Tom, is Jacob really dead?" she sniffled out in sadness.

It took me half a second to realize that she was talking about the rabbit. The only thing I could do was shake my head in positive. She let out a moan of sadness before sitting down on the bed with her face in her hands.

I knew this was going to happen, I anticipated it and worked out what I would say. But I didn't know it was going to hurt like this when listening to her sobs.

I sat down beside her and hugged her close to me.

"It's okay, you don't have to cry," I whispered as she cried into my chest. The only other time she cried was when she was telling me about her past life. To shorten the story, her parents gave her away right after she was born and she was put into a poor orphanage that hardly had enough to support itself yet alone the kids. She stayed there for 4 years before the orphanage broke down and killed several kids and adults.

She managed to get away with only a long scar that started from her ear to the end of her back. From then on, she lived on the streets for 2 months and survived off of scraps, after that the social services found her and gave her to a couple.

She lived with them happily for two years, before the couple ended up in a car accident, while she was waiting for them to come home to celebrate her birthday.

After that, she was pushed around into other cares that didn't want her and treated her terribly. This went on for 3 years before she was put into the care of Mr. and Mrs. Henderson. Mr. Henderson was known as a nice guy when his wife, Mrs. Henderson, was alive. She was the one who wanted to adopt the cute black haired girl with pigtails and sparkling blue eyes.

But when Mrs. Henderson was killed, Mr. Henderson's attitude took a 90-degree direction tour and changed drastically. It was small changes at first, ignoring Cindria, forgetting to feed her, drinking all the time, and then it started getting worse from there.

He would beat her until she blacked out, beat her until she was black and blue, beat her until she couldn't even scream anymore.

Though Cindria didn't give me that much details, I could tell that all of those memories from her past would always haunt her. She said she was lucky, even though she went through all of this pain.

Lucky, that the neighbors heard her screams one time and called the police. They took away Mr. Henderson and locked him up for god knows how long and she was shipped off here. Lucky, that she was able to come to another place and meet someone. Lucky, to have met someone like me, her one true precious friend.

I admit it's great to have someone like Cindria around, I'm a selfish person and I like having things that I like close to me. So even though, the other girls in the orphanage have begun to isolate themselves away from Cindria, I didn't care because she was better off with me.

I wanted her to stay with me forever.

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