I knew I would come to regret my words.

Riddle did treat my male friend (whose name is Damien) the way he treated others which I am sorry to say isn't too pleasant at all and that's making it sound nice. Though I should have known that this would happen.

Things started to go wrong when I left Riddle alone with him; big mistake number one. My second mistake was forgetting the evil streak in Riddles character and my third was trusting Riddle with what he saw as competition.

I had come back to find a sweaty faced and pale Damien twitching in his chair; a horrified look in his eyes. Of course, Riddle was sitting quite impassively not looking at anyone and not one part of him looked as if it had been moved; the image of innocence. Yet somehow I knew he had done something but what it was I will never know.

After that Damien suddenly had places to go and was out the door as fast as his legs would go; he never looked back. That's the last I would see of him.

Riddle was standing behind me when I closed the door, the ghost of a smile upon his face.

"I don't think I will see him again" I muttered.

"Oh well" Riddle didn't sound too upset "You still have me"

I raised an eyebrow "do you know why Damien left so quickly and in such a condition?"

Riddle paused for thought, though I doubt he was doing much thinking, "no idea"

"Interesting…" I said watching him.

"I am not who I used to be…I would never hurt a person" Riddle said earnestly "without good reason" he added quickly.

This didn't impress me at all and I stalked past him into the empty lounge room. Riddle followed and sat opposite me not removing his gaze from me. He was going to drive all my friends away so that it would only be me and him. Wasn't I allowed more than one friend?

"You seem upset" he stated after a long while of silence.

"It can't always be me and you" I snapped in reply to his statement.

He frowned slightly, obviously wondering where my reply had come from but instead he chose to answer it.

"That's the way it has always been" he replied frowning at me.

I sighed heavily trying to fight back anger which was licking my insides. How could he say that! It hasn't always been me and him! For the past few years he hasn't even been here!

"No it hasn't, you haven't always been here" there was a note of deep anger in my voice, "it was only the other day you turned up"

Riddle remained impassive "true. But when we were young it was just you and I"

"We are no longer outcasts!" I blurted "this isn't the orphanage. I have a life outside these gates Tom and more friends. You can't turn them away or else it will be you I will turn away"

He knew that I knew that no matter what I would never turn him away no matter how many friends of mine he frightened away but all the same the words had an effect on him.

"Then I wont frighten any of your friends anymore" he said softly, not looking me in the eye.

"Thank you" I replied stiffly wondering if he meant his words.

But I knew he didn't.

Over the coming months all my friends started to suddenly drop dead of horrible accidents and some even went missing. Riddle somehow had a connection but whatever it was he had managed to convince me otherwise though not entirely because in the end it really was just me and him. Yet I couldn't help but continue to like him and even sometimes when I lay awake at night I can't help but think that I love him more than he knows.