Long Lost Love

dont make me feel like this

The picture doesn't really match this chapter but it's the closest I could find also no I did not draw it, obviously. But I did work hard on this chapter especially so if you could actually vote for me, that'd be great! Thank you. Enjoy!

Matt's Pov:
Tw: sh and su!cid@l thoughts also mention of r@pe

Being friends with Gus is one of the best things I've felt in a long time. I remember my friends at Glandus High. They treated me like I wasn't as good as them. Like everything we did was a competition. And of course, since I'm shorter, I always lost.

But being friends with Matt.. he makes me feel special. Like I'm actually his friend. Like he actually cares about my feelings. He actually cares about me. And honestly, he's the only friend I've cared about in a long time since Claudia.

I get a ping from my scroll. Gus!

Gus:"Hey wanna hang out?"

Me: "Yea when??"

Gus: "Tonight?"

Me: "Steve was gonna take me to the Grudgby match tonight…"

Gus: "Why do you have to have such a cool brother!?"

Me: "Truet me it's a real issue 😪"

Gy5s: "Lol 🤣"

Me: "I cab ask him if you can come"

Gus: "Ok but only if u wsnt"

Me: "ofc I do lemme go ask"

"STEVEE!! GET IN HERE!!" I yell from my bed. "STEVE!"

He rushes through my door, "What!? What's wrong?" He says. "Shit dude. I thought you got hurt or something. Or like, got your horn."

"Wait, I'm gonna have a horn!? Nevermind that. Gus wants to know if he can come with us to the game," I ask. He looks disappointed, "I thought we were gonna go with just eachother. We even told mom and dad that we couldn't bring them…" he says. He notices the face I make, and says, " Yeah, sure he can come. Any friend of yours is a friend of mine." He smiles, and walks out the room.

I grab my scroll, and then Steve walks back in, "Also, yes. You're gonna get a horn." He says laughing a little. I squeal excitedly. "YESSSSS!!" I hug him. "Wait, who did they come from?" I ask.

"Huh?" He says confused. "Like who passed them down to us. Because I'm pretty sure witch's don't have horns. And mom and dad don't have one. So… who did we get it from?" He thinks, "I actually don't know."

I sit there thinking. "We should ask mom, right?" I ask. He shrugs. I get up and start walking to mom's office.

I knock on the door, "Mom.?" I ask, hesitating. "Yes, dear?" She says. I walk in. "Where did Steve get his horn from?" I ask. She freezes, and turns around. "Why do you want to know?" She asks, walking closer to me. "Well, since witches don't usually get horns.. maybe we're part demon, right?"

She starts tearing up, "go to your room please." She says sniffling up. "But I ju-"

"GO TO YOUR ROOM!" She yells, pointing out the door.

As I walk to my room, confused, I pull put my scroll and text Gus.

Me: "sry he said no 😥"

I walk back to my room, trying to keep the tears in, and put my scroll back in my pocket.

"Hey, Steve. I don't feel so good. I don't know if I can go…" I say, opening the door. He's not in my room. I check our bathroom, that connects to both of our rooms. "Steve?" He's not in here either. I go to his bedroom door, and here stiffled crying. Instead of knocking or talking, I decide to just walk in instead.

Steve is sitting on the floor in front of his giant mirror that's on his wall. I look in the mirror, and he has tears running down his face. He looks up at me I'm the mirror, and he turns around to face me. "Get ou-" he tries to say, but I cut him off, "Steve? What is that?" I ask scared. Blood runs from the bottom of his horn, and down his forehead. He has a knife in his hand. "Steve wh-"

"Can you just get out?" He tries to ignore the fact that he's hurt.

"No. Steve, what are you doing?" I ask.

"Nothing just.. just get out please," he says, walking towards me. I walk towards him and hug him as tight as I can. I start crying with my head buried in his jacket. "I love you," I say. "You know that, right?" He continues crying, but a little louder. In between tears, he says, "Yeah I know buddy." I take one hand off his back and grab the knife, forcing it our his hand. "Why are you doing this?" I ask picking my head up.

He looks away, "It's all my fault." He sniffles with each word. "It's all my fault." He repeats. He sits in his bed and puts his hand in his face, crying again.

"What is, Steve?" I ask. I'm so scared right now. Why is he doing this to himself? Is it because of me? Did I do something wrong? Is it because of mom?

"When I first got my horn.. kids at school.. teased me.. and they.. hurt me.. and this one.. guy.. he was.. older than me.. and he.. he.." he cries louder again.

"No.. he..?" I am terrified if it's what I'm thinking- how could that happen to Steve? He's so cool. He's amazing. I've always wanted his horn. He's admirable. How could someone do that? "That's evil." I say. I'm not even scared anymore, just disgusted and mad. Why would someone do that to my brother?

"I just…  I don't want that to happen to you, too." I sit down next to him.

"We need to do something about this. That isn't right," I say.

He looks at me, "No. The- they won't understand. And they won't believe me."

"Who was it?" I ask. I know how I'm handling this.

Steve grabs my wrist, "No!" I flinch. This is the first time Steve has ever yelled at me. He's usually always so happy and cheerful, and always figures out how to solve a problem.

"This person took advantage of you, then made you feel like nothing. They can't do that to my big brother. You're worth more than you think," he hugs me. I put my arms around him, hugging him back. "I love you, Matty. And i won't ever let anything happen to you" he says.

Gus Pov:
I get a notification from my scroll. Matt texted!

Matt: "sry he said no 😥"

Me: "its ok well hopefully we can hang out soon"

Ugh! I wanted to hang out with him. Plus, Steve is a cool guy, from what I've heard.

Anyway. I hope I can see him again tomorrow or something. By the way, I love hanging out with Mattholomule. He's nicer than he tried to act. And since I've hung out with him, he actually has a caring side. I didn't know it that that was actually a thing Matt had in him. He's just so sweet. And he's funny and cute- not like cute cute. He's like.. he acts like.. he's just cute, Ok? There I said it. He's cute. But that doesn't mean I like him. Willow and Luz are cute, but I don't like them. Yeah. That makes sense.

Now I'm just sitting here. I'm sooo bored! I pull out my crystal ball and FaceTime Willow. "Hey Gus!" She says, waving.

"Hey," I sigh. "What's wrong?" She asks. "Me and Matt were supposed to go out tonig-"

She cuts me off, "Ohh so like a date!"

"NO! NOT A DATE! We were supposed to go to the Grudgby Match tonight. But his brother only had 2 tickets." I look down, still disappointed.

"So basically what I'm hearing is thst you're free, right now?" Willow asks. "You wanna hang out?" She asks.

"Yeah! What should we do though? I don't wanna jus sir here and do nothing you know," I say.

"Oh trust me. I have something to do," Willow says. I wonder what that means.