Chapter Text
Matthew POV:
All was quiet in what was now Matthew's bedroom, as the morning began.
Until the silence was broken by an alarm from his new phone.
He chose the song that played during it. He felt it was appropriate for himself.
Dexter Main Title Theme
As the tune began, Matthew shot up. He seemed unusually happy as he awoke. It was likely both due to the fact he was going to an event that he was at least somewhat optimistic about and the fact he was finally getting the opportunity to choose clothes to wear that weren’t just white suits.
There was also the fact he wouldn’t have to sleep in a suit in bed anymore. That would be an improvement.
Getting off the bed, he made his way out of his room.
Walking down the hallway to the kitchen, he stopped outside Octavia’s room.
They were both still in there. Getting a thoroughly deserved lie in after what happened last night.
I still don’t fully know what happened that caused Octavia to do that….Hopefully Loona and Blitzo will help her process whatever she went through while me and Stolas are at the conference.
At least I helped…..I think I helped….
Focusing back on reality, he made it to the kitchen and poured out milk and cereal for himself.
It was as he was eating did it dawn on him…..
He just made breakfast on his own for the first time. Ever.
He did it because he felt familiar with this place. Safe….
In the house he had been staying in for 8 days.
When he had never felt this way in the house he grew up in for 18 years.
This realisation made him pause for a few seconds. Deep in thought.
He slowly resumed eating. He hoped no one noticed the tear that escaped his eye.
After another few minutes, once Matthew had finished, Blitzo and Stolas made their way into the kitchen.
”Good morning Matthew,” greeted Stolas, while Blitzo yawned, “did you sleep well?”
“I kind of did, woke up in the middle of the night for a bit...”
Matthew wasn’t sure whether to tell Stolas and Blitzo about what had happened the previous night. He felt it would be more appropriate if Octavia explained it when she felt more comfortable about it.
“There…was an…event that happened last night…It involved Octavia and Loona. After it was over they both slept in Octavia’s room the rest of the night.
They’re both okay…I think.
I…I don’t know how to fully explain what happened. You could ask Loona or Miss Octavia about it while I’m away and preparing for the conference.”
Both Blitzo and Stolas looked slightly concerned and surprised at what Matthew just said, but they didn’t really respond at first. They looked at each other for a moment before nodding.
“Alright, Matthew,” Stolas responded, “Blitzy and I will talk to our daughters a bit later once you head off. Now, I’d suggest you get a shower soon. You can’t very much go to the conference smelling of sweat and blood.”
Nodding in understanding, Matthew put away his bowl and made his way to the bathroom.
After a week without a shower, this feels fucking great….
Once he had cleaned up, put a shit ton of deodorant on, got back into his bloody and ripped clothes and reclaimed his phone and music player, Matthew made his way to the front door, where Stolas and Blitzo were waiting for him.
After waiting a few seconds, the honk of a car was heard. The door opened, where he saw a white limousine in the driveway. It had what looked like a mouth built into the front of it.
A valet opened a door nears its end.
Matthew turned to Stolas.
”Okay…I’ll head out now. You tell Miss Octavia and Loona I said goodbye.
Th…Thanks again. For everything you’ve both done for me.”
With that, Matthew enveloped Stolas in a hug.
There’s going to be more hugs now. There’s no deadline. I can….I can just enjoy these now.
Ending the hug, and waving to the both of them as he walked outside, Matthew entered the limo.
Where Lucifer, the ruler of Hell, was waiting in the opposite side of the vehicle. A grin on his face.
The vehicle then began to move.
Leaving the grounds of Goetia Manor.
Into Hell itself.
Here we go…