Okay everyone, my new chaoter and my longest yet, YAY! And probably my quickest update. I'm not sure how it sounds so...yeah don't blame me. ENJOY!
"You can say what you want about me…But don't you ever say that about Miguel!!"
Chel stood up and glared fiercely at Tulio. "Fine. I know where I'm not needed." And with that she fled the room.
Tulio stood in shock after she left. His hand stung from the contact and his mind whirled in confusion. He had never hit a girl before. Never. And this was not just some girl, it was the woman he loved…wasn't it? Head aching in effort, Tulio sumbled over to the bed and fell onto the welcomingly soft cushions, allowing sleep to come and comfort him.
Days passed and Tulio never once left his place on the bed, aside from performing basic bodily functions. His mind was a constant whirlwind of confusion, thoughts and unasnswered questions. The only time he was free from these questions was in sleep and even there he was haunted by nightmares of emerald green, blood red, glinting slivers of silver and flowing gold. He was unaware of his constant slipping between consciousness and not.
Tulio awoke suddenly from his nightmare, coughing and covered in sweat, only to look straight into a pair of coal black eyes. "Aaaaargh!" He screamed (of course it was a manly scream… evil grin…or not) and shot back against the golden headboard. Breathing heavily, the young Spaniard glared at the large form of the Eldoradian Chief. "What the hell was that for?!" He yelled, his previous shock turning to anger as it often did. The large chief smiled disarmingly. "Well, Lord Tulio, I was just coming up to enquire as to whether or not you would be joining the world today?"
Tulio settled back on the bed and sighed, his head in his hands. "What's wrong with me?" He whispered forlornly. "Pardon, my Lord?" Enquired Chief Tani, a confused look on his face. Tulio tried to control himself, he really did. But there are times in one's life when all the pent up emotion will be let loose...one way or another.
"What the fuck is wrong with me?! My mind is nothing but a pile of fuckin' shit and I can't think straight! I keep having the same nightmare over and over and I can never remember anything but flashes of stupid colour! And the other night I pushed away the girl I love! If there isn't something wrong with me, then there never was!!" Tulio yelled, his last words bellowing against the gold bricks surrounding them.
The large raven haired man in front him stared. Tulio felt the awkward, embarrassed tension that settled over the room. "I'm sorry." He said as he hesitantly sat back down on the bed he didn't remember standing from. Tulio looked anywhere but his companion, until he felt a large hand settle on his shoulder. He continued to avert his eyes but his ears soaked in every word and filed it to his heart.
"Maybe she's not the on you really loved. Maybe you just thought you did. Remember this. The heart and mind work in weird ways and don't always show you the same thing. Just because you're mind says you want something, doesn't mean your heart does." Tulio whirled around to ask what he meant but the big Eldoradian was no longer there, leaving Tulio alone to mull on his words. Tulio was left, his head in hands, his mind whirling in every direction at once until he fell asleep, still sitting.
Tulio looked around but found he was in total darkness, unable to see even his hand in front of his face. Suddenly he sighted a slight glow in the what seemed to be the distance. Tulio instantly stumbled towards the faint light that grew brighter with every clumsy step. As he got closer he found that the light was pouring from a star-like object. He reached out to touch it and fell straight into it, the light swallowing him up. Multi-coloured dots flashed across Tulio's vision as his eyes readjusted. Once so, Tulio looked around at his surroundings. He recognised the area instantly, it was the same street he had first met Miguel. 'But why am I here?' He asked mentally. Soft cries reached his ears and he looked around to see Miguel as a child, being beaten by the same three balding men he remembered. Tulio rushed over, his fist clenched as it sailed through the air towards the gang leader's thick skull…And went right through. Tulio stumbled forward, and stared in bewilderment. 'Okay, I'll try again.' He thought, doing exactly that, only to reach the same result. "What the hell?!" Tulio swore aloud, throwing himself bodily at the three assultants. But in the end he was forced to sit aside and watch, tears rolling down his face as his friend was beaten to within and inch of his life. Finally with one last kick, the men strolled away laughing, leaving behind the unconscious boy.
Suddenly the scene warped and changed, the blackness returning. Now it was a grown Miguel, the one he remembered from barely a few days ago, who lay unconscious on a ground of black. A familiar dark haired figure of voluptuous curves emerged from the darkness, a dagger held fast in her hand. Chel walked up to Miguel and knelt beside him. Leaning down she cupped his face tenderly before stabbing the shining silver blade straight into his heart. Tulio cried out in shock. Miguels eyes opened weakly as he coughed up blood. "Tulio…Why?" His melodious voice quiet and filled with hurt. "Miguel that's not…!" Right before his eyes, Tulio saw the figure of Chel morph into himself, the figure was smiling…and laughing…as he twisted the blade sharply, putting an end to Miguel's life forever. "NOOOOOOOOO!"
Tulio screamed as he shot up, once more covered in sweat, no longer on the bed as before. Tulio gasped and trembled as he got up off the floor. His hand pulled through his hair, un-matting it from his wet forehead. Tears slid down his long face in a steady rhythm. Never before had he had a dream so realistic, so vivid, so scary. He knew in an instant that it was the same dream that had been haunting him since the Tzekelkhan attack. 'But why?' He wondered for the millionth time that week. His mind tried to tear apart the dream and analyse it as he did with everything in his life. In his mind he heard an echo of Chief Tani, his words bouncing from every corner in his mind, recalling something vaguely similar that Miguel had said to him once.
"You know, you can't keep analysing every little thing with your mind. Why don't you give your heart a turn?" Miguel's voice rang through his head. Tulio's depression deepened. 'If only I knew how…Maybe then….' The wispy-haired man sighed again.
"How? How can I? I'm not you…I'm just not…" He whimpered, his shoulders started to shake and he started to sob, for himself and for Chel, but mostly for Miguel. The man who had stayed by his side, no matter how slight the chances were, no matter how close to death. He had always been there to lighten the mood with a silly joke or a song. But the thing that had cheered him up the most had been Miguel's bright smile, and how he knew that smile was there for the two of them alone.
His mind shifted back to the dream. He remembered the look on Miguel's face as Tulio himself had stabbed him. Betrayed him with a careless smile and a laugh. Tulio remembered the twist of guilt in his stomach that was all too real. Slowly he drifted once more, to when he and Chel had confessed their love. He remembered what he had said.
"Okay, I want you to come back to Spain with me and Miguel. Mostly me. Only Me. Forget Miguel." A flash of gold forgotten in the corner of his eye.
That same guilt seemed to wring his heart of all other emotions, leaving him with only the sickening realisation. Miguel had been there, he had heard everything. Tulio felt bile rise in his throat at the thought, burning his insides. "Oh God." Tulio whispered, a hand rising up to cover his mouth. He had betrayed Miguel. A remark like that would have been the same as if he had stabbed him after all they'd been through together. Why? Why did he have to be so stupid!
And just like that everything hit him. The surfacing emotion hidden far too long, the looks and words said in double truth and meaning. What was once dark was a blinding light, what had been so fuzzy was now clear. And all the pieces of the puzzle fell into place, for once the same in heart and mind.
Okay what did everyone think? How do you think it will end? ANd what has Tulio come to realise? Well I don't know, you tell me lol. Anyway, thanks, I hope everyone enjoyed it and please R&R.
Mega Thanks to the following people; Fan of Miggie, WillowFae, Murphyangel and nukagirl, who reviewed the last chapter.