What happens at night stays between us;)

You forgot to take off your make-up

Here I was, laying on my bed, my head hanging off the end as my hair reached and lay on the floor.

"Yes Matt! I'm listening" I said gruffly to the phone but that was a lie, I was too busy trapped in my own thoughts.

Matt and I have been best friends since 8th grade when i moved here to live with my father since my mom had passed away from Cancer, so basically we've been best friends for 4 years. It might not seem like a long time but it feels like we've known eachother longer, I don't know how I'll manage when we separate to go to different schools after high school... Senior year only started last week and we only have a year left together.

"Sure you are Elle, What was I talking about?" He tested

"Err... you were talking about Jenna?..." I hesitantly asked. Jenna is Matt's girlfriend. That was an easy guess since he seems to be complaining about her a lot lately.

"Lucky guess, UGH! she aggravates me! my goodness, I don't understand how someone can make a big deal out of so many little thing!!! today my mom called when Jenna and I were having lunch together and Jenna started freaking about how I'm probably cheating on her with a hooker and she took my phone and screamed into it to leave her man alone..." He started ranting again and i had to cut him off.

"Oh for the sake of all that is delicious in this world, JUST DUMP HER!" I practically shouted

"I can't! She'll murder me!" He said desperately and i laughed

"It's not funny Elle, She literally scares me" He added seriously

"That's your problem Matty, End it or suffer" I laughed and glanced at the clock on my night stand. 10:43, I couldn't help but instantly panic. When did it get this late?! I quickly got off my bed and went to my mirror to brush my hair.

"I dont like your advice" he muttered and I chuckled nervously trying to hide my panic

"Whatever, Hey can i come over? dad hasn't been here all day and I'm kind of scared he might come home drunk tonight" I said while nervously biteing my lip. That was a habit of mine, I sometimes wouldnt even realize I was biteing my lip until i tasted blood.

"Oh ofcourse, want me to pick you up?" He said, his voice getting serious and rushed

"Yes please" I said

"Alright, be there in  5" he said and quickly hung up

'bye to you too' I muttered to myself but i secretly knew that Matt was just worried, he felt the need to be my guardian, and he was... he was my Guardian Angel.

My father has always been abusive, which was the main reason why my mother left him and moved back in with her parents only to find out she was pregnant. She hid it from my father and after 12 years of raising me and 8 years of living with cancer, she called my father and told him he had a daughter and that if she died, he had to promise to take care of me. Well, mom died when i was in 8th grade and I cried every night for 2 years, if moving in with a complete stranger that was apparantly my father wasn't bad enough, he is an alcoholic and saw me as a perfect punching bag. My grandparents didnt want anything to do with me since they considered their dead daughter (my mother) a sinner for having a child before married, how cliche.

It took Matt only a year to find out that i was being abused, he always wondered where the bruises and broken bones came from and finally put the pieces together in freshman year, which obviously scared me and thats when i started covering them with make-up. 

Matt wasnt too happy when he found out, infact he was making a plan on how to murder my father when I stopped him. Not that I didnt want the help, but it would just make things worse.

I quickly ran to my closet and grabbed my emergency sleepover duffel bag. I took a quick look into the mirror and put my long golden hair into a messy bun. I was wearing riped Jean shorts and a tight white tank top. 

I heard a honk from outside and quickly grabbed my duffel bag and put my black and white Nike shoes on and ran out the door not bothering to lock it.

"Thanks" i muttered once i entered Matt's car and put on my seat belt after closing the door.

"Anytime Elle" he smiled and drove to his house silence.

We reached his house and he carried my duffel bag for me like usual, what a gentleman.

Once we got settled in his room, I run off the the bathroom and get changed into my PJ shorts and shirt.

I entered his room again and lay on the bed.

"Elle, you forgot to take off your make-up" Matt pointed out

"Err... no i didnt" I said trying to convince him when i could barely convince myself, I was a terrible lier.

Without a word, he went in my duffel bag, took out one of my makeup removal napkins, sat down on the bed in front of me and looked into my eye.

He was so close to me, i could feel his body heat radiate off of him, his cool minty breath washed over my face and i took the chance to inhale. My stomache started to flutter and i dont know why...

"Don't" i barely breathed out as my voice shook and tears piled up in my eyes, Ugh i hate him seeing me so weak.

He slowly started to whip the foundation off my cheeks and after a minute, he freezes... Uh Oh.

"Matt, I--" i started to say and he cut me off

"THAT BASTARD HIT YOU AGAIN! I DONT CARE WHAT YOU SAY ANYMORE ELLE, IM GOING TO FUCKING KILL HIM THIS TIME! LOOK AT YOUR FUCKING CHEEKBONES AND JAW, YOUR ALL BRUISED UP! WHEN WAS THIS?!" He screamed, shaking the bed with me on it.

"Matt it's--"

"WHEN WAS IT?!" He asked, screaming again

"last night..." i muttered and he growled angrily before pulling me to his hard chest in a warm and safe embrace.

"I want to fucking kill him!" He muttered angrily and kissed my head

"i know" i sighed into the embrace.

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A/N - IMPORTANT

So this part was basically a quick explanation of her life, don't worry i will get to characterising their physical features in the next chapter. Thanks for reading, please vote and comment:)