"I'm glad that your friends are slowly turning their backs on you...it'll make it easier when all this ends." The man whispered, his face inching closer to hers. He was alone, which surprised Gen, but still, she was too terrified to move away from him.
"Leave me alone." Gen whimpered, her gaze locked into Matias's cold, dead eyes. Smirking, Matias lowered the gun and placed a hand against the wall beside her head, his eyes looking her up and down.
"You look stunning if it isn't obvious." He said, tilting his head as he spoke. She was covered in sweat, blood and dirt, but still his gaze didn't leave her.
"What do you want?" She asked, swallowing hard.
"I wanted to see you." Matias said, pushing himself back and grinning at her. "I want us to start over." He said after Gen didn't speak, "I think we can be friends."
"You're insane." Gen hissed, "All this!" She began gesturing around her, "Is because of you! You and Peter! I lost Minho, I lost Newt! All of this is because of you!" She cried.
"And I am sorry about that, Soldadito." He said. Gen watched him, he almost seemed... genuine. "I know how much you care for Minho." He said, flashing her a suggestive grin.
"Minho and I are just friends." Gen spat, causing Matias to laugh,
"Do you honestly think I didn't do my homework on you and your so called 'friend'?" Matias asked. "I know all about you and Minho."
"Yeah? Well, so what? Whatever you think you know... you're wrong." Gen said. Matias smirked,
"Yeah? I know that you're not friends." He said. "You'll never be friends... You'll be in love until it kills you both... which it eventually will."
"Gen!? Where the shuck are you?" It was Minho who was calling after her.
"Oh... do I get to meet the infamous Minho?" Matias asked, his grin etching farther across his face.
"Stop it." Gen hissed, pushing Matias away from her, "Leave me alone!" However, Matias, who seemed to be in a playful mood, grabbed both of her arms and pushed her back against the wall, pushing his body up against hers.
"Don't be like that." He cooed. Gen could see Jorge in him, he was a more psychotic version of him, but alas, she could easily believe that the pair were brothers. "I know you think I'm a monster... but I'm here to help." He told her.
"Gen! Answer me!" Minho called once again,
"You know... I'm surprised your buddy, Newt hasn't said anything. He was just with you after all... maybe he's hoping you are gone." He teased. When Gen gave no response, Matias's playful expression changed to a sinister one in a mere second, like he flipped a switch. "Call out to him." He said calmly, yet there was still a hint of danger in his tone.
"No."
"Call his name, Soldadito." He repeated, his frustration growing with every second of her insolence. Pausing for a few more seconds, Matias chuckled, lifting the gun and aiming it in between her eyes once more, "Don't test me, love." He whispered.
"Go ahead." Gen replied, "You want somebody to shoot? Well shoot me." She cried, a little too loudly.
"Gen?" The voice belonged to Nik, but Gen didn't take her eyes off of Matias as she heard Nik and the others move towards her, 'Gen. Are you okay? Talk to me!' Even though Matias could not hear him, or her if she had chosen to reply to Nik's urgent message, she remained silent. As if everything inside of her had switched off.
"Who the shuck are you?" Minho growled, causing Gen to snap her head around to look and he, Nik and Newt who all watched them, their eyes locked more onto Matias than her. "Point that thing somewhere else, slinthead." Minho threatened, his hands curling into fists. Matias smirked, the gun falling to his side before he turned his attention to the three boys,
"My guess is that you're Minho." He said.
"What's it to you?" Minho grunted in reply.
"Well, seeing as how Genevieve here is mine, I guess anyone she knows... I want to know." Matias said.
"She doesn't belong to you." Nik said, in a timid voice. He was scared of Matias... and rightfully so.
"My name is on her. That makes her mine." Matias said, trying not to laugh as he spoke. It was all a joke to him. He knew he could beat Minho and so did everyone else... but Minho.
"You must be M. Alvares then." Newt said quietly, his gaze shifting to Gen.
"Matias. Pleasure, I'm sure... Newt, is it?" Newt didn't give a reply, instead he kept his gaze locked onto Gen.
"Well, you know what. I'm going to kill you." Minho growled, moving towards Matias who grinned, "I'll kill you for what you did to her!"
"Minho! No!" Gen cried, pushing past Matias in an attempt to run to Minho. However, Matias moved forward and grabbed the back of her collar, pulling her towards him. Before she could speak, Matias placed his forearm around her neck and the barrel of the gun against her temple.
"How about we all just calm down?" Matias asked.
"C'mon Matias..." Gen growled, trying to rip Matias's arm from her neck, "Stop playing games and just make your move. Shoot me!" Gen felt Matias drop the gun before he threw her to the ground,
"Wow... You know... I heard how much Peter screwed you up. But... I never did he think he turned you into me." He laughed, "I don't wanna kill you, my love... Quite the contrary actually. I'm here to keep you alive... Just so that I get to make sure, first hand that Peter fulfils his side of the deal." He explained as Gen scrambled to her feet and ran into Minho's arms. She felt... automatically safe as he wrapped her arms around her, planting a gentle kiss on the top of her head."Well, isn't that nice." Matias smiled, moving forward. "I love, love... Speaking of love... you haven't seen my brother have you? Tall... obnoxious... likes to use hermano for people who are not his brothers..." He said trailing off.
"Jorge will be with the others." Gen said, not daring to let go of Minho as she spoke. More out of concern at what he would do if she gave him full reign to do as he pleased.
"Lovely, well then... shall we?" Matias asked, raising his eyebrows as he spoke. Gen had no choice but to give a nod as she moved with her brother and her friends back towards the group, followed by the most dangerous man she had ever encountered.