Was He The Only One That Could Save Them?

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Hello lovelies! Ok, so first, let me apologize for the THREE WEEKS without an update. I honestly hope that you enjoy the chapter, please don't forget to vote and comment!

Love you all,

Freya xx

{P.S. I have seen it in a few books now that writers are giving their readers names. If you all have any ideas please post them in the comments. [Example: Sky Army]}

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Matt was sitting at a desk in a spare room, staring down at his bloody hands.  Gabby was leaning up against the wall with her arms crossed and tears still streaming down her face. She looked up at him.

"Matt. Please. I can't do this anymore. You have been ignoring me since you got here!" She pleaded.

He looked up just as a tear ran down his face. She saw this and make her way over to him and sat on his lap facing him. She whipped the tear from his face and slowly brought her forehead to his.

"Whatever happened in there, you need to tell me. It's the only way you are going to get over the trauma." Her voice was so quiet, it made his heart beat quicker.

He wanted to tell her. He wanted to tell her more than anything. It was ripping him apart from the inside out but he couldn't find the words, every time he even thought about telling her all he could see was the look in Brett's eye the first time she looked at him after she was raped. Gabby pulled away and looked at him with a slightly angry look.

"Look. I get that you had a traumatic experience. But Matt you gotta remember that you were the one that went there. No one made you go there and i was the one that told you not to!" Her voice was raising. "How dare you leave me and your son with just a note explaining that 'You wanted me to know how much you loved me and Jamie.' Come on. If you really loved us - your family - you would never have gone and risked your life when the cops had everything under control!" She stood up and walked to the other side of the room before turning to face him. "You always said that you wanted to have a kid, now that you have one, you seem like you're too busy risking your life and trying to 'save the day' than to care about how your son would feel not growing up with a father." She was crying so hard but not tears of sadness like she was earlier. They were tears of pure anger. She was fuming for the way that Matt acted and was holding herself back from slapping him. She began to walk towards the door when he spoke. His voice was husky, not like is always was. The love and the passion and the happiness was still a distant memory but tiredness, sadness, despair and frustration were heard loud and clear.

"Can i see him?" He said quietly but anger was singing in his voice. "Can i see my son?"

Gabby laughed. "Are you kidding me right now? No seriously is this some sick joke?"

Matt stood up, sending the chair flying. "I want to see my son!" He roared. "I went to save Brett for you, Gabby. You know that i love you and Jamie more than anything, but i went to go and save her for you. She is your partner and it kills me to even think about how you would feel if anything would have happened to her-"

Gabby cut him off. "If anything happened to her?!? You think i wouldn't care if anything happened to you! Well, that really shows who you think i am then. Matt-"

"If you wonder why i wasn't saying anything to you it was because every time i was going to say something about what happened i would see the look in Sylvie's eyes the first time she looked at me after she came round after being raped and beaten!..." Matt shouted. "...Or....Or how it felt to be practically jump started by a car battery. Brett and i were tortured and i apologise that it was hard for me to tell you what happened in the first place. Look at me... I am covered in blood and i am cut to shreds!" He was crying but rage was pumping through his body as every tear rolled down his face. "The only thing that kept me alive in that warehouse was the hope that i was going to come home to you and Jamie. Then, when i did finally come home, broken and bruised, i just get told that i am a terrible father that doesn't care about his son."

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