Heartburn (Matt Tuck/OFC)

Chapter 14

Arial

I opened my eyes, immediately recognizing the dull beige walls surrounding me, Matt's house was always so comforting. My body was shaking tremendously, I started sobbing to the point where it was hard for me to breath, and I wanted to die.

"M-Matt??" I choked out, my hands desperatley searching for his.

"I'm here, love." He said gently grabbing my hands.

"Padge..." I croaked.

"He went to take care of something,babe."

"B-but...I-I need him."

"Look, he'll be here soon ok? He just has some business to take care of. He won't be long, I promise." He said giving me a reassuring smile that could make anything better. 

Then my mind was flooded with images of the recent events. The empty classroom, the look on his face, his cold hands, his voice....

I broke out into violent sobs again and held my knees up to my chest.

"No, please love.....don't" Matt pleaded, pulling me to him.

"What do you mean 'Don't'?? Are you fucking kidding me?? WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'DON'T?!" I screeched pushing him away. I looked at him, instantly regretting it.

"I'm sorry..." I whispered, tears still flooding down my face. I crawled back towards him, his warm arms immediately wrapping around me as I sobbed into his shirt. 

Suddenly i felt a numbing pain in my inner thighs. Then that pain traveled upwards, and I remembered why. I sobbed so much I couldn't breath.

"Arial.....babe....shh...calm down, it's ok. That asshole is as good as dead, I promise." 

He said muttering the last sentence,

"Wha-what do you mean he's dead?" My bottom lip quivered as I spoke.

"Padge is going to take care of it, okay?"

I looked at Matt, his ocean colored eyes were so comforting, I swear he could make hell feel just like home.

"Let me take you upstairs." He said scooping me up in his arms. i wrapped my arms around his neck and stared at him until I felt him set me down on the soft covers of his bed.

"Stay...please." I croaked and held onto his hand. He smiled weakly and laid next to me, pulling me tightly against him.

I couldn't stop the tears that spilled from my eyes, but I was careful to not make too much noise.

"I'm so sorry baby..." Matt whispered kissing the tip of my nose.

The desire to be alive was certainly not something I was feeling at the moment, and something I probably wouldn't feel for a long time. I wanted to fall asleep and not wake up, ever. But I would never have the guts to do that to Padge. Maybe I just didn't have the guts to do it at all.

I laid there, eyes wide open, for hours. Matt's arm was around me, his grip still a bit tight even while he was asleep. His soft snoring almost soothed me in a strange way.

It was then, in between all of the mess and depression that defined me at the moment, that I realized I was stupidly in love with Matthew. I almost cried at the thought of how much I actually depended on him to live.  

I gently shifted my body so I could see his face. His bottom lip was slightly pouted, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

But Matt didn't feel the same about me as I did about him. I knew for a fact that he wasn't anywhere close to feeling like I did. Matt was never the serious relationship type. His relationships never lasted more than a couple of months, if they ever got past the casual sex.

And now, well now he just felt sorry for me, which is the last thing I would ever want him to feel for me.

I sighed and closed my eyes.

Please.....just let this be a bad dream.

Please.