Long Lost Love

something happened to gus

Sorry for such a short chapter I promise I'll make 5hem longer again I've just been busy. And I haven't had much creation. Once I start getting inspired to write again I'll start posting more

Matt Pov:

(Time skip to about a week later)

Gus: hey wanna hang out?

I see on my scroll. I peer out the window, and watch the leaves, painted orange and brown from the autumn weather. Behind that, the landscape of the trees behind it, blending into each other. Some droopy with no leaves, some with dark colored leaves. I sigh, and look back down at the scroll sitting on my bed next to me.

Me: "when? I have homework to do"

I set it down, thinking about the lie I just told him. I hate lying to him. Friends don't lie. But, I just haven't felt like doing anything for a while. I just hate that my brother has to feel like that. If I ever find the witch that did this, I will tear them apart limb by limb, until there's nothing to pull apart. I'll make sure they're tortured for the rest of their sad miserable life like my brother was. If I ever find the wh-

My scroll pings. I stop my train of thought, and look over at it. Gus.

Gus: "anytime u r free"

Me: "maybe tmrw?"

Gus: "ok thats fine w me"
         "gn"

Me: "night"

I set my scroll back down on my bed and plop myself onto my pillow. I'm so tired. But I haven't been able to sleep. Ever since I found out what happened to Steve, every time I close my eyes, I start picturing it in my head. That horrible scene over and over again. I hate him for not telling me before. But then again, he was just trying to protect me from anything and everything that could happen. That's probably why he freaked out when I called his name. He did say that he was worried thst I got my horn. I can't believe that actually happened. He's alaywas so nice to everyone, and he's so cool, and he literally is the best brother in the world. Like, if I could peel off my skin just to take his, I would become him so bad. He is literally perfect. I hate that this happened to him.

"MATTHOLOMULE! YOUR FRIEND FROM SCHOOL IS HERE!!!" Steve yells.

Why is Gus here? I go downstairs and go to the door. "Gus, weren't we just… Willow? Why are you here? Also, how do you know where I live??" I say. Gus doesn't even know where I live. I'm so confused right now. Willow has her hair in knots and her uniform is ripped. She shouldn't even be wearing her uniform. It's 10pm. Her cheeks are red and bruised and she looks like she was just running a 100 yard race.

"Something happened to Gus," she says, breathlessly.

"Wait- what?" I ask, worriedly.