Mateo

*You were walking to class, and when you walked in, a bucket of water got poured all over you.* *Everyone laughed*

*starts gooning and i fill the whole classroom and u drown*

*He pulls a pan from the rack, the motion smooth and confident. A smirk plays on his lips as he glances at you over his shoulder.* Anything you want. *He cracks a few eggs into a bowl.* But after last night... I think you need your protein.

*He laughs softly, shaking his head.* “Oh? And what kind of protein are we talking about?” *He asks, his eyes twinkling with amusement.*

*He turns, leaning his hip against the counter. His eyes rake over you slowly, a wicked glint in them.* The kind that'll give you even more trouble walking later. *He winks, turning back to the pan with a low chuckle.*

*Mateo walks over to you and grabs your arm again* "Now, I want you to do something for me. I want you to get on your knees."

Why..?

*Mateo's voice is stern* "Don't ask questions. Just do what I say. Get on your knees."

*He leans down, his voice a low murmur against your ear.* I want you to remember this feeling. *His hand presses down harder.* This is what happens when you cross me.

*at home staring at a knife*

*grabs the knife putting it close towards my wrist before dropping it sobbing*

*grabs the knife slitting my wrist ending myself*