The Best Mistake (A Matt Espinosa Fanfic)

Chapter 6

I couldn't sleep and it was 3:30 am. So I decided to go down to one of the guys rooms. I knocked on the random room, hoping that Matt would answer, and Jack G opened the door.
"Hey. Whats wrong?" He said in a raspy voice that was so attractive.
Then he stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him.
"I just want to t-talk to someone that will listen to me." I say with a crack in my voice.
"You wanna go somewhere?" He asked
with a concerned look on his face."Y-yeah."I said in a hoarse voice.
I looked at his dark but attractive features. His jawline. His eyes. His hair. He had welcoming eyes and an amazing smile. He was perfect...wait, what am I doing I like Matt. Right?
Jack got changed into his ripped skinny jeans and a white Volcolm sweatshirt and we went outside.
"So what happened, is it with Justin?"
"Yeah, he lied to me there is no Drew and he's never met Anna before."
"Well, he's an asshole."
"No duh."
Then jack stopped me and turned me so that I was looking into his big brown eyes.
"Has anyone told you how beautiful you are?"
I blushed and looked at the ground.
"Well not many" I said with a hint of sadness in my voice.
He looked down at my scarred arms and said,"It only makes it worse you know."
I looked down at my ugly arms and shed a tear. "How do you know?"
He lifted his shirt with hesitation and showed me the large scars next to his ribs. "Why would you cut you have the life you deserve, your rich, your an amazing person." Did I seriously say that? Ugh my stupid mouth. We stood for a second without saying a word. "The stress, from recording to Magcon, to friends and finishing school, it's been hard for me. Then I started having anxiety issues."
"I'm sorry." I say sympathetically
"No it's fine, I've been clean for months now."
"That's good, I've been clean for a week now."
"Why are you hurting yourself, if you don't want to tell me it's fine, I know it's hard." He said curiously.
"Well when I was six, my mom died in a fire that my brother, Austin, started but my dad blamed himself for it. Then all my dad did after that was beat me because I was a mistake. He would tell me that I shouldn't be born. Then four years later he committed suicide. I watched the whole thing, he sh-shot himself in the leg and after that he dragged himself into the shed and bled to death. Of course my brother called the police, he was crushed. I wasn't I was fine with him dying, he was a horrible man that deserved to die. Then when that happened my brother was 18 so he kept the house. Then he would beat me, slap me, call me a mistake. Until he took me for a "ride" and he dropped me at the side of the rode and left me to die in the middle of nowhere. Until a van pulled up and took me to a group home 45 minuets away from my house. I was the youngest one there and so the girls there would punch me, pull my hair, kick me, call me trash. Then I made my last mistake and was kicked out and now here I am."
"But through that you've became a wonderful, strong girl who isn't worthless trash that shouldn't have been born, Summer you are the most beautiful, strong, amazing girl and if you weren't born I wouldn't have met you and I wouldn't be falling for you." He said as he wiped a tear from my eye.
He pulled me close to him and rapped his arms around my waist as he pulled me into a tight hug. He's falling for me? Really? Ugh now I have two guys that I'm falling for. Great.
"You wanna come back to my room?" He asked in a soft voice.
"Yeah."
He grabbed my hand and led me back inside.

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I wake up still in Jacks arms. I gently release his grip and walk into the bathroom to shower.

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When I get out Jack is still asleep. So I sat on the bed and watched him. Love is so confusing. I love him but at the same time I love Matt. Ugh, why am I so desperate.