Disclaimer! : I absolutely own nothing but the plot, Felisha Helial, and some other characters that will be added in the story! The rest belongs to the goddess J.K Rowling!
I also am very sorry if some paragraphs seems very bad, English is not my first language! Please forgive me.
Previously :
"Why do I feel like this, I need to find someone else, it won't ever be the same if Felisha isn't around anymore..." he nodded a little agreeing to his own words."
{ Later that horrible day where Tom had tortured Felisha, they met again 5 hours later for his birthday, he was turning 16 today. Felisha was not sure to bring a present or not, after all, he was a big jerk. Who would be nice enough to bring a present to a birthday when you have had been tortured by the boy who did it all? She carried on, walking with a small package in her hands, she was not sure why she had got him a present anyways, she entered a house where the party for Tom Riddle's birthday was happening. She put the present in the gift pack, there weren't as many presents as expected like in another's birthday party, because Tom didn't like too many presents. }
{ Tom looked at Felisha who was standing next to a table, looking for a drink, Tom walked over to her and looked at her into the eyes with a small smirk, }
-" May I offer you something to drink, Helial?" he said sharply with that smirk on his lips.
{ Felisha looked up to see Tom smirking, she then looked at her cup and held it, "S-sure...why not.." not denying his offer, it would be too inappropriate, specially during his birthday, even though Tom had hurt her so many times, she still continued being nice towards him, she had no idea why, but held the cup anyways and he served her. }
{ Tom sipped in his cup, then put it down, his cup still full, he sat with Felisha. He was about to talk and explain to her why he was so rude, brutal, violent on her but Felisha took first words and let out lots of questions, expecting an answer of course. }
-" Why did you want to kill me to make your stupid second Horcrux, Riddle?"
" Why me? Why couldn't it be someone else? Why did you torture me?! WHY did you break my door down to force me?! HUH TOM!?"
{ Felisha started sounding angrier and angrier, but she took control over her anger and calmed down slowly, breathing in looking a bit red, Tom looked at her, ready to answer her questions. }
-" Well, you see Helial, I wanted to kill you for the making of my second Horcrux because...I don't know why but you have some special effect on me and ...it's really hard to avoid you. So I thought maybe killing you would solve my problem, I had to torture you...else you would not have answered to my questions, it was just to knock you out first, but then you started lying...it was angering me."
-" You...are so...DISGUSTING." she said flatly and angrily, looking at him with a frown.
-" I understand you might hate me now, it doesn't matter, at least you brought me a present. Hehe" he smirked giving her that Riddle ish look.
{ Felisha wanted to slap him across the face so bad, but she stood up instead, she swallowed the rest of her cup quickly and sprinted out slamming the door, the people in the house looked at Tom and at the door wondering what just happened. }
-" Its nothing everyone, keep on dancing and all that other stuff..." Tom stood up and walked upstairs to the room who was reserved for him to sleep at.
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{ The next day, Tom woke up to open his last present which he had not dared to open because it was Felisha's, he wanted to keep it for the morning, he grabbed the small package and ripped the paper warp off, then he saw a book in it, precisely, a diary. It had a black cover and his name written on it in golden colour, he looked at it for a little while before thinking very bad suddenly". }
-" I think ...Helial just gave me my second Horcrux...heheh.." he laughed quietly and maniacally. Tom stood up and walked back to the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Hogwarts. As soon as he arrived, he walked to the dungeons to his room in the Slytherin Common Room.
{ Tom was feeling proud of his thought about that diary, he could write in it and make it into a Horcrux, a pretty good and useful present indeed. He sat on his bed opening the diary to see empty orange-ish looking pages, the fresh scent of new pages he liked a lot, he grabbed his quill to write a little something in his new diary . }
That's it, that's Chapter 5, finally -_- after so much time of not feeling inspired to write anything.. inspiration's back beeches. ;p. Also...I need reviews.. no one's reading or reviewing this : You guys don't like it ;_;