V & V - Rageous Rageon Rise

Nada Que Decirte

Mateo POV:

Okay, Mateo, breathe. You knew this could happen, so walk away. I step over the glass and walk with the tequila. I set the jug on the table, yet I don't want to turn back. I don't want to do something, so I won't do it. I don't know if that's sound logic here, but I'll take it.

I walk to the barn, hoping that with everything in me, I'm not being followed. I reach the barn, and as I push the doors open, I find it's significantly colder inside than when I left it. I see Dom with the horses, his eyes closed as he sits on a milk crate.

He stirs as I walk over, a cute smile on his face.

Dom: "Sorry, I nodded off. I had a great dream! I was dreaming we were riding horses together!"

Mateo: "Really? That sounds like fun! We can do that one day with Rocío y Raúl."

Dom smiles and stands. Hmm. He had good dreams... while I saw evil Dom. I wonder if that's linked. I take his hand and ensure the horses are alright for the night, then walk with Dom out of the barn. 

As we walk, the air gets colder.

Dom: "Do you feel that? It's chilly outside. I think it feels nice."

Mateo: "Yeah, it's not bad. I think it'll be nice for dinner."

Dom nods as we reach the patio. I hurry and check on the soup, thankful to see it's mostly done.

Dom plates it for us, which I'm grateful for, as my hands feel shaky. I sit down, my head throbbing so much that I really don't feel like doing much else.

Dom: "Are you okay?"

I nod as I rub my eyebrows.

Mateo: "Just the pain in the head."

Dom: "Mm, I see. Want me to get you water?"

I nod, forgetting about the shattered jug I left. I hear Dom get up, his footsteps walking towards the kitchen before he stops.

Dom: "Mateo? There's glass on the floor."

Mateo: "Yes, sorry. I will get it. I dropped it and forgot it there."

Dom: "Aww, I'm sorry. Don't worry, allow me to get it for you."

I nod and lower my head down. I rest my eyes until I feel someone standing next to me. I stiffen, as I know who it is. Okay, I have two options. Ignore it... or get Dom.

I don't need Dom to protect me. I'm a man; I can handle this myself. I pick my head up and glare at the sick eyes staring directly beside me.

Mateo: "Get out of here. I am going to have dinner, and you will not ruin it, pendejo."

Evil Dom doesn't budge, annoying me more. I roll my eyes and turn my head forward. His freezing, icy breath rolls off my cheek, yet I ignore it.

Dom walks back out, and the cold breathing stops. I guess it's gone. I keep my attention on Dom as he gives me a glass of water. As I sip it, I notice how cold it is. Dom leaves and starts sweeping the glass with the broom propped by the door.

I try to focus on the gentle sweeping noises, yet notice my lips start to hurt. The more I sip the water, the quicker I realize it's turned to ice. I set the glass down and look at my soup. It's gone cold. This monster has ruined my dinner, my drink, everything.

But... should I be mad? If it's a monster... is that the only way of living it knows how to do? How can I stay mad at something for doing what it feels like it has to do. I am not mad when Rocío and Raúl do things I don't like, so I shouldn't be angry with this monster.