Arctic Atlantic

Chapter Five: I Love You.

After the show, while cleaning up, Matt and Zaid got into a fight. It wasn't pretty. Well... I mean I guess Zaid was... hot... Anyways...

I'm not even sure how it started, but I guess Zaid was about to feed one of the dolphins, but apparently Matt had already fed him. So Matt told Zaid that, and Zaid continued to throw fish to him. Matt yelled at him that the dolphin would get sick, stormed over and knocked the bucket out of Zaid's hand. A few of the fish fell into the tank, and Matt screamed at Zaid to get them out. So Matt went flying into the pool. Luckily, Matt is an amazing swimmer, and the dolphin is friendly. But Matt was throwing the fish out of the tank, so the dolphin wasn't happy. I yanked Matt out of the pool right before the dolphin tried to push Matt under (as a step to get to the fish.) When Matt got out, shivering, I ran to get him a towel. By the time I came back, Matt had a bloody nose and Zaid had the beginnings of a black eye. I jumped in between them, and swiftly got punched in the temple/eye. I'm not sure who it was, because I basically blacked out.

I fully regained consciousness about a half an hour later, around 10:30, on my bed, with a bag of frozen corn over my eye. My dad was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Matt stood in the doorway, his nose wrapped oddly. As soon as he saw I was awake, he rushed over. My dad turned around and glared at him. They have a good relationship too, probably better than my dad and I do, but Matt was involved in me getting hurt, so my dad wasn't happy.

"Sweetie, are you okay? How are you feeling?" he asks slowly.

"My eye hurts really bad, and my head is throbbing. I don't think I have a concussion though," I slur.

"We'll see about that. We're taking you to the doctor's first thing in the morning."

"Greaaat," I drag. I was looking forward to sleeping in.

"Alright honey, get some rest." He kisses my forehead and leaves, Matt having to step out of the way quickly. "5 minutes," I hear Dad whisper to him.

Once Dad heads downstairs, Matt comes over.

"I am so sorry. It's all my fault. Are you okay. Oh I'm an idiot. I hate myself. How can I live with myself. I'm such a horrible person-" He spits out all these sentences in a matter of about 5 seconds. I reach up and put my hand over his mouth before he passes out from lack of oxygen.

"Matthew, I'm okay. Really. I'll just have a nasty black eye." It'll match Zaid's, I think, but don't say out loud.

"It won't look bad on you, don't worry," he says mysteriously. I raise my eyebrows in question, but, too late, I realize it hurts, and I yelp.

"What? Are you okay? Need anything?" he asks again.

"No, no, I'm fine. I just tried to raise my eyebrow but it hurt really bad." I laugh a little.

"You're a dingbat, Bex. But I love you." He laughs and starts to walk out the door.

"Hey, Matt?" I ask. He turns.

"Yea?"

"Give me a hug." He walks over and I sit up slowly. I throw my arm around his neck, and whisper in his ear. "I know it wasn't your fault. I forgive you. Don't worry about all this. Just don't do it again." I release him. And kiss his cheek really quick. His eyebrows shoot up, and his mouth opens a little.

"Now get out of here, dingbat. I need to sleep," I tease as I push him off the bed. He stands up and walks toward the door. "Oh and Matt?" I say right before he leaves.

"Yea B?"

"I love you, too. For real." He grins

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A/N: I have homework to do I really should be doing that right now... I've got 6 days left of school. And finals... fffFFcrap Anyways, as always, have a rad day bc you deserve it. You an independent woman/man who don't need no man/woman. Idk I'm tired. Byeee thxoxo