Dark Places

"Theresa Murillo. You have failed to fix that man of yours, and because of our bargain, I must banish thee from Heaven and so you have fallen and your fate lies in the hands of Lucifer. I forsake thee and I forsake thee forever. I'm sorry for this, but I can not go against my own power. Goodbye, Theresa. Enjoy an eternity, in hell."

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"Fine. Do it." Danny scoffed.

Just like that Dylan's fist made contact with Danny's jaw. He begun to throw multiple punches at the other man. Danny had tried to fight back, but the anger that Dylan was releasing was unreal. Though about halfway through nearly killing Danny, Matty ran out and pulled him away, Dylan had managed to calm himself enough to not hit Matty after doing so.

"Don't you fucking touch Charlie or Matty ever again." Dylan snaps and then he turns and walks back upstairs.

Danny looks at Matty.

"What?" Matty clears his throat.

"I thought I made myself clear after the first time you saved me?" Danny growls.

"You're words won't change the fact that I care."

"God. Why are you such a fag?"

Matty swallowed the lump in his throat, not expecting that from Danny.

"I'm waiting..."

"You can't say shit like that. I mean look at yourself, You go around sleeping with guys yet, I'm the fag."

"The difference between you and me? I don't enjoy it."

"You sure about that?" Matty scoffs.

"Oh, I'm positive. Your body disgusts me. You disgust me. I dealt with you bossing me around and treating me like second class for months. Now it's my turn."

"Why are you such a dick? I didn't try to mentally and physically break you.."

"No.. But I thought it'd be fun to go a step further. Nobody wants to fuck with the asshole."

"That's why Faith doesn't like you."

"Oh really? Do you really want to push me, Busek? Faith does like me. If Johnny weren't around she'd be mine. Unlike you. Jorel wasn't even around and that stupid blonde wanted nothing to do with you."

"Leave Ava out if this or I'll have her kill you again."

"I'd like to see you try. You'll save me. You know you can't let me die."

Matty hisses, he turns and walks toward the front door. He walks out and slams it behind him. A small whimper leaving him as he walked out, he walks around to the backyard and sits down on one of the few stumps.

"What's got you so down little guy?" A voice asks quietly.

Matty looks around before he notices the beast sitting on the ground in front of him. His knees were raised and his elbows rested on his knees, holding his face almost like a five year old. Matty's eyes grow wide.