I immediately withdrew my hand and then I turned around seeing Matias standing by his door. I was caught red handed entering his room, but I also didn't feel a single ounce of guilt. I was trying to process everything I saw inside his closer, wondering what he could possibly want with Tobit.
I realized now that him telling me to stay away from my professor had nothing to do with my professor sleeping with other girls. It had something to do with what I just found inside that closet and I wanted to know what it is.
"Depends on what I'm looking for." I then answered him.
He looked behind me inside his closet and sighed, entering his room and closing the door. This was clearly something very secretive, obviously he didn't want his mother to know. Maybe his room was this tidied up because he needed something to keep her out of the room and normally she'd come here to either pick up his socks lying around or take his dirty laundry to the washer. It was smart if you ask me.
"You weren't supposed to see any of that."
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean? What do you want from Professor Asmodeus?"
"The less you know, the better." He came walking towards me, only to close the closet. "Forget what you saw in there."
I frowned as if he didn't just brush it all off. He honestly didn't expect me to just pretend the last few minutes didn't happen?
"He's my Physics professor. So no, I am not going to forget anything. You are going to tell me right now what is your problem with Professor Asmodeus!"
"God, Bonnie." He rolled his eyes. "Just drop it!" He threw his hands in the air, getting really worked up.
"I'm not!" I also threw my hands in the air to show him that I was serious.
He looked at me, glaring and not saying another word. I figured that this would eventually turn into an argument and then Matias wouldn't give me the answers I wanted from him. I admit that I was still mad at Tobit, but a part of me still cared for him and I wanted to understand why Matias emptied his whole closet to put up a photo of Tobit along with dozens of other stuff about demons that didn't make any sense. Maybe I was even starting to believe that Matias was crazy.
I took a calm and deep breath. I didn't want to give too much away and have Matias know about me and Tobit. And again, both of us are grown up and have known each other for as long as I could remember. We were friends now. Maybe if I showed Matias that I trusted him, he would trust me too.
"The reason I'm asking, is because it is true. The other day you asked me what's going on between me and Tobit and I lied when I said nothing."
His eyes widened, "What are you talking about?"
"Yes, Matias..." I sighed and looked away, not really able to look him in the eye. "Tobit and I have been seeing each other, or at least we used to." I still remembered that I didn't want to see him again. He broke my heart.
Matias stayed quiet and when I turned my gase back to him, he didn't have the reaction I expected. I did think he'd be shocked or surprised, but I also didn't put into consideration what saying this to the guy who's heart I broke a few months ago, might look like to him.
To me it felt like both of us were on the same boat. I was sleeping with Tobit Asmodeus and he had some creepy obsession with him, so I figured that both of us knew what crazy really felt like in a way.
Even so, Matias drew a disgusted face and then he stepped back. "I knew it...He already got to you! How could I be so stupid?!"
I frowned and held my hands up. "Okay, relax, it's not much of a big deal. Not like we're in highschool."
"Are you being serious right now, Bonnie!? How could you!?" He now sounded almost way too hysterical. Maybe he was overreacting.
I am a grown woman and Matias has no right to judge me. Who the hell does he even think he is? And I here I thought I could help him.
"You're making it sound like I did something." I then said, folding my arms. "So far as I am concerned, you and I are over. Which means I can date whoever I want, whenever I want and I don't need your approval." Tobit and I weren't even dating, but I had to set things straight. I honestly wasn't going to let Matias meddling with my love life, being a thing.
"That's not the point, Bonnie! Do you have any idea who your so called professor is, what he even is!?"
I tilted my head. This conversation took a whole different turn and clearly Matias was getting worked up about something else. Something that had nothing to do with me and him, but what was inside that closet. "What are you saying?"
He huffed and grumbled something to himself. He looked like he was really losing it when he started pacing and even scratching his head, saying nonsense that didn't make any sense to me. "If you say that you're dating...That means he already has his influence on you. It must mean that he got you to sign a deal with him, in exchange for a price."
"Okay, now you're just trippin, so I'm out of here." I tossed my hands in the air again. I've dealt with too much today and had no time to deal with this too, so I walked to the door to leave.
But before I could even reach the door, he rushed to stand in my way. "Bonnie, I need you to come with me."
"I'm not going anywhere with you!"
"I'm trying to help you! You have to come with me before it's too late!"
"Too late for what!?" This time I was the one yelling in frustration.
He went quiet for a moment, taking awhile to think of something to say and then he gestured his hand to the bed. "Why don't you sit please? I will tell you everything...I just need you to listen. This might sound crazy, but I do have proof..."
I took a moment to catch my breath. I needed to calm breathing and I listened to every word he said. I didn't want to be here any longer, but he had me hooked because did want to know what exactly was that inside his closet and what all those ugly images have to do with Tobit.
So I slowly walked to his bed and sat down, folding my arms and tapping my feet on the floor to show him that I didn't have any patience left at all.
He then walked to his closet and came back with his journal. At first I thought it was his journal, but when he opened it, I saw lots of other things.
He skipped through the first few pages that contained writing in a language I couldn't read, all just dozens of symbols and unclear words. He stopped somewhere in the middle and on that same page was a photo sticked to it.
I had to bow my head to have a much closer look and there I saw some blurry image. I didn't miss spotting the Starbucks logo behind the blurry figure. It was somewhere downtown and once I looked at the figure again, I could make out what it was. I saw horns and a tail, and it stood roughly 8 feet tall. It also looked so real.
"What is this?" I then asked.
"A demon."
I lifted my gaze to look at him as if I knew what his answer to my next question might be. "You mean?"
"Supernaturals do exist."