matt's pov
"I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS!" zacky shouted at me, tears pouring out of his eyes. i couldn't take it anymore, and i let a tear escape me. i closed my eyes, about to knock him out to get it over with, but i opened them, and noticed he's closed his eyes too. he was trying to prepare himself for the blow. well kid, don't bother i dropped him to the floor. he didn't deserve this.
i heard the maddens protesting from behind me, and i laughed, quietly at first but the more they called me names, the louder it grew, until everyone in that fucking room was looking at me like i was some sort of psychopath. including them. i turned to face them, still laughing. benji shouted angrily, joel just stood there terrified. i guess you can tell whose the smarter twin; you should fear me joel.
i walked foward as people cleared a path for me. glad to see everyone has learned not to get in my way. i stood right in front of them, towering over their pathetic stature. i didn't listen to them, just stood there, glaring and smiling. this was going to be oh too sweet.
"YOU STUPID FUCKING MUTT! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!!" benji yelled, jabbing his index finger into my chest. big mistake. after about the third time he poked me, i reached out in a split second and grabbed his finger in my fist, snapping it in my grasp. he cried out in pain, and had the nerve to punch me in the face. little does he know that i don't feel pain, especially when i'm angry. with one swift motin, i upper-cut him in the jaw, knocking him off his feet. he layed motionless on the ground, out cold. now it's your turn joel.
he still stood where he was before, looking down at his brother in horror. thats right joel, i took your brother out in ONE punch. guess you guys aren't so tough after all, huh? he looked up at me, same look of terror on his face. i love seeing that look, i love causing that look. i picked the bastard up by his shirt collar, raising him as high as i could off the ground.
"if you ever fuck with me or my friend again, just know that i will personally kill you....with my bare hands," i said through gritted teeth. i almost didn't even recognize my own voice, i was so angry. joel was shaking like a leaf. then, pulling back my arm, i socked him in the eye, leaving a nice whelt. i dropped him back down, more like threw him down, next to his still unconscious brother.
"clean yourself up joel, you look ridiculous," i smirked, and headed back towards zacky, who had been watching the whole scene it seems.
i could hear joel scramble off the ground.
zacky's pov
"CONSIDER YOURSELF DEAD SANDERS!" joel shouted, picking his brother's limp body off the floor. what did he mean by that?
matt came over, putting a hand down to help me get up, but i refused it. i didn't want him to touch me, not after that. when i got up, he looked sad.
"i'm sorry about that," he murmured, looking down at his feet.
"what the fuck was that about?!" he didn't answer, still looking down at his feet.
"matt, ANSWER ME!" that got his attention. he looked up and took a long sigh.
"they thought i was getting soft because i was talking to you. so, they wanted me to kick the shit out of you so that i'd still be their monster."
i nodded. "and why did joel say you were dead?"
he sighed again, this time with sadness. "well, it looks like the warden wants me dead, and the maddens were keeping me alive by bribing him not to have his guards kill me. they said it was either me beat up you, or they'd tell the warden it was ok to get rid of me."
i looked up at him, shocked, touched. he returned his gaze back to the floor. "wait, so you chose me over your life?"
he nodded.
"why?"
"what's the point of living if the only person who thinks your alive hates you?" he half smiled, enough though to see his dimples. that was the nicest thing anyone ever said to me
i practically jumped into his arms, burying my head into his neck, since that was about as high as i reached on him. i could tell he didn't know how to react.
"aw man, come on! get a room!" brian yelled from behind me. johnny laughed. i released my grip to see matt with a smile, a shocked smile.
"dude, warn me next time you decide to go all homo so i can run," he giggled.....yes, giggled.
"shut up!" i laughed, giving him a playful hit in the chest.
for the rest of lunch we sat there, laughing and joking around with brian and johnny. i loved having matt around, but i kept thinking deep down how long is this going to last now that the maddens aren't going to be protecting him?
