scars and stars (matt sturniolo x y/n)

James.

‼️‼️THIS ENTIRE CHAPTER GETS A TW‼️‼️
‼️‼️KN!VES, CUTT!NG, JUST OVERALL NOT GOOD SHIT‼️‼️

"y/n, go to your room," Matt says, slowly inching toward the front door. i hesitate to move, still shocked from seeing James send Matt a picture of my house.

"GO!" Matt yells. i grab my phone and run upstairs. instead of going to my room, i run into Leo's room and grab his baseball bat.

"Matt," i yell from the top of the stairs. he looks up and i toss him the bat, just in case. he starts walking closer and closer to James who is right outside the front door. i duck behind the hallway wall upstairs so that i can peek around the corner and see Matt and James. remembering that Chris and Nick were probably on their way back, i text both of them really quickly.

"DONT COME BACK JAMES IS HERE"
read.

Matt's pov:
my hand shakes as i reach for the doorknob. i can't tell if it's out of fear or anger but either way, James has 0 right to be here. man up, Matt. i think to myself, opening the door. in front of me is a 6 foot black haired boy. he has green eyes and is dressed all in black.

"where the fuck is she," he says in a deep, menacing voice.

"who?" i ask. it's probably better to ask dumb in this situation, rather than be a smart ass. the less time fighting the better, considering this dude is a lot bigger than me.

"don't act stupid. just tell me where y/n is," he says, inching closer to my face.

"no. she doesn't belong to you anymore," i say. every ounce of fear that was just in me disappears. there's no way in hell i'm going to let this bitch hurt my girl again.

"she doesn't even like you," James starts, squinting down at me, "she's only using you. that's what she does to everyone. she pretends like she likes you, she gets in your pants, and then she leaves." i cannot stand this son of a bitch anymore. he is so wrong about y/n.

"that's where you're wrong. y/n's nothing like you," i shove his shoulder, suddenly filled with anger. i could've sworn that his eyes turned red. a grin spreads across his face. suddenly, his fist hits me. hard. and i fall to the ground, almost unconscious.

"MATT," y/n screams before everything around me turns dark.

Y/n's pov:
i peek around the corner and see James punch Matt, seemingly knocking him out.

"MATT," i can't help but scream. James's eyes shoot to me like daggers. i turn around and run to my room as fast as possible, slamming and locking the door behind me. i press myself up against the door, hoping to keep James out for as long as possible.

"Y/N LET ME IN," James yells from behind the door while slamming his fist into it. tears swarm my eyes and fall down my cheeks. sobs escape from me and my knees start to feel weak. NO Y/N KEEP FIGHTING. eventually, my knees give out and James breaks through the door. his arms wrap around me and slam me against the wall. through eyes crowded by tears, i see something silver in his pocket. he reaches down for it and soon enough, i realize it's a knife.

"you really thought you could escape from me like that," he says psychotically with a smile on his face. i flail my limbs as much as i can with a hope to escape his tight grasp. he raises the knife to my neck and i shut my eyes tight. this is it. i can't believe i dragged Matt into this. who knows what James will do to him after he kills me.

"p-please James don't," i say. James immediately puts the knife closer to my neck, almost touching my skin. i hold my breath, not daring to move in case i accidentally slice my own neck.

"no," i manage to quietly get out.

"no? is that so?" James says menacingly. i open my eyes to look at him. he lowers the knife to my wrists.

"better?" he asks. it's either my wrist or my neck..
i nod my head. 3 slices to my right wrist. i bite my tongue to suppress a scream that i felt climbing. a small noise came out and James grasps my neck. hard. i try to breathe but only squeaks come out. i flail my limbs again, hoping for him to let go. this is it. i'm going to die. suddenly, the door flies open.

Matt pov:
my head hurts. i open my eyes and lift my hand to feel my head. blood covers the floor and now my hand. i hear a bang come from upstairs. it takes everything in me to stand up and it takes a while. when i stand, my vision's blurry but i can see the baseball bat across the floor. i pick it up and head for the stairs, slowly walking up each stair while trying not to fall. it takes about a minute before i get to y/n's room. i hear her struggling in her room. oh no he doesn't. i slam the door open and immediately hit him right in the dome with the bat. he falls to the floor and i run into y/n's arms, noticing what that asshole did to her. y/n and i collapse to the ground, still embracing each other. suddenly, Nick and Chris come in.

"OH MY GOD," Nick yells, seeing the amount of blood on both of us. Chris stands completely still with no expression on his face while Nick dials 911. soon enough, y/n, James, and i are being taken by the ambulance to the hospital.

"y/n," i say, quietly.

"yes?" she answers.

"i- i umm," my mind becomes foggy and my vision becomes blurry. i get really really sleepy and can't seem to finish my sentence no matter how hard i try.

"Matt? Matt!" is the last thing i hear before i fall asleep.