𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄; 𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆

TWENTY FOUR: ST.MUNGO'S

PART TWO, TWENTY-FOUR: ST. MUNGO'S

I knew something was wrong the minute I woke, something terribly wrong happened that night, I couldn't remember what happened and what made me dream such a thing, I had put it aside then but I knew I couldn't ignore it forever.

One Month Later...

Tom was gripping his wand tightly, to the point his knuckles turned white, Emma's eyes lowered to his hands and noticed his grip, her eyes flickered back to him noticing the anger in his features

"That's where your wrong darling" Tom only said as he pointed his wand towards her

"FLIPENDO"

Emma blocked it easily before it neared, "STUPEFY"

A loud sharp sound, sounded in the air as Tom wand blocked it, "Tom stop it"

Tom acted like he didn't hear the words that were coming out of her mouth, his wand slashed harshly as sparks emitted

Emma was having trouble blocking al the hexes and curses coming her way "TOM" She shouted to get his attention

One of Tom's spells hit her hard as her side began bleeding, she tripped over the leg of the table as she tried to back away from him

Her wand fell a few feet away from her, her hands behind her back as she saw the murderous glance Tom was giving her

"Tom" She said softly, her brown eyes big and wide in shock

Tom still had his wand pointed at her, his chest heaving in a fast movement, "You must learn to obey" he said

"Crucio" the words came out softly and so quietly Emma didn't hear it, her screams surrounded the room like a snake tightening around its prey neck

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Everything was blur. Everything.

She felt weak, she felt lazy, she felt sick.

Emma stood up fast from the bed as she woke from her nightmare, Emma felt the sweat stick to her forehead, Emma was panting her chest heaving up and down, she could still feel the remnants from the cruciatus curse, but what questioned her was why would she dream her husband doing that to her?

Emma looked to her right and saw Tom still fast asleep beside her, it was still dark out, a candle still burned softly giving the room a dim look.

Her feet swept to the side of the bed, her bare feet touching the coldness of wooden floors, she braced her hands beside her gripping the sheets in a death grip.

She waited a few moments, her stomach flipped and the bile rose to her throat, that's when she ran to the bathroom.

Her stomach emptied revealing all its contents, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

Tom stood in the doorway watching, she flinched when she saw him, if he saw that he didn't say anything about it, he grabbed the glass that stood by the sink, turning on the faucet as it streamed with water, he kneeled down towards the floor as he tugged back her hair away from her face as it began to stick.