Dead End || BWWM

Chapter 9

(I forgot to put TW.)

TW: VIOLENCE, ABUSE, IMPLIED ASSAULT.

Mounes mind was in a fog for the rest of her time with Matthew. She didn't ask for him to explain himself any further after he said she would die if she married jack. She kept quiet and he kept even more quiet.

He had finally brought her back to the house and she immediately departed from him as soon as they stepped foot through the doors. Matthew didn't follow her right away and just watched her run off.

She was upset with herself more than Matthew. She knows she was cautious around him, but still deep down hoped he wasn't what Jack implied. Him threatening her life if she married his brother was heartbreaking and scary.

She thought that he must've wanted her all to himself. He wanted to do the things Jack did to her. But she couldn't have been more wrong.

She went to her room and quickly shut the door in fear that Matthew had followed her. She wanted nothing more than to lock the door, but knew that if Jack came home to that he would be far more than pissed.

After a few minutes of freaking out on the huge bed, a knock comes from her door. She assumes it isn't Jack because, why would he knock? It had to be Matthew.

She stared at the door debating on what to do. Answer it and maybe face a consequence? Or don't answer it and wait for him to barge in. As she weighs her choices, she get startled by another knock. A bit harder than the first one.

"Moune. Could I please come in?" Matthew's voice comes from behind the door. He spoke softly and cautiously. She didn't answer him.

"Please." He speaks one more time.

Moune grips the covers tightly while taking the deepest breath in that she ever taken. She wanted to be prepared for the worse before getting off the bed.

She got up and walked to the door opening it slowly and peeking out. She expects him to force the door open but she watches as he puts his hands in front of him, clasped together and in her view.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that," He starts, "I know you love him and he...loves you. I'm not trying to get in the middle of that. It's just...you remind me of some of the cases we handle. As much as I love my brother I don't think he's a saint."

"What do you mean, cases?" Moune ask opening the door a little wider.

"Domestic abuse cases."

Moune freezes in place not knowing where to look or even how to breathe. What does she say to that? It's not like she can confess that Jack beats her. Jack said it himself, they won't believe her.

What if he lied ?

Should she risk it?

"Moune. If he's hurting you...tell me. Please." Matthew takes a few step closer as Moune takes a few steps back.

When inside the room Matthew shuts the door, locking it. He knows this might make her more fearful, but he can't risk Jack coming home and walking in.

Moune steps back even more although Matthew has stopped. She stares at him waiting for his next move.

"Moune th-"

"He loves me" Moune says interrupting him.

"I'm sure he does. But if he's hitting you...I can't let that slide." Matthew looks at her with a serious look. Moune almost scoffs.

"Why do you care? Your just like him. What, do you wanna sleep with me? Is that it?" Moune feels tears stinging her eyes as she starts to pull down her dress exposing her shoulders.