Chapter 4- Visiting an old friend

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So today me and pancakes are heading over to French toasts' place to chill. I heard him and pancakes have a history so I was kind of reluctant to bring her along. And now we're at his door.
" Yo FT I'm here. "
Hearing a rushing sound towards the door. The doorknob clicks ,and slowly opens ,but instead of seeing French toast all Mathew saw was a bare hamburger.
" U-Uh sorry come on pancakes it seems he has company. "
We began walking back to the car. Pancakes began to rant. 'So you were gonna come here and be with her' 'Good thing I came along' 'What were you guys going do'.
" Watch football that's it I didn't know this was gonna happen."
Pancakes struck with awe ,apologizes and leans against Mathew. He yanks her away and begins to walk away leaving pancakes feeling guilty and horrible. Mathew begins to walk home hoping he can at least walk off his anger. Suddenly a memory appears in his head. A memory of his grandmother her words crisp as air play in his head.

No love should ever be conquered by anger.
" But grandma how come people divorce or break up then."
She leans against her rocking chair moving swiftly back and forth
Because there was no real love to begin with
" Oh but then is there ever real love? "
Of course my dear
" How do people know when they find real love?"
It's what happens after the anger that determines that
She chuckles and says
Well you seem to have asked quite a bit of questions today didn't you?
" Yes I did! "
It seems you deserve a treat

And the memory fades just as Mathew is at the front door of his house. Time seem to by pass by so quickly. He takes a step back and looks into the garage. There's no car. Pancakes must not be home yet.
He pulls out his keys and hurries inside.
" That's means I can still make it up her I know what I'll do I'll set up a table decorated and everything with some food. Yeah she'll love that."
Mathew begins to set everything up. He evens gets himself ready with a pair of dress pants, a plad shirt ,and a nice tie.
It's almost ten and pancakes still hasn't come home.
"What if something happened to her?!"
Mathew pulls out his cellphone to check his history
No new notifications
" I'll just call her"
#Pancakes: ... Ring .... Ring ... Ring ... ^if you would like or a leave a-^
Mathew shuts the phone and begins to panic. He gets up and starts walking towards the door and he heard a slump of some sort slam against the door. Mathew rushes and swings the door open to see...
A bloody and clothes torn pancakes on the floor sobbing. Mathew no longer angry ,but worried for his lover kneels down and strokes her hair to pull away his hand streaked with blood.
" IM SORRY MATHEW I-I-M SORRY AS SOON AS YOU LEF-".
Mathew place two fingers on her lips quieting her.
" I should be the one apologizing now come on let's get you cleaned up."
Mathew picks up pancakes bridal style to the bathroom. He carefully undresses her. And fills the tub with hot water. Helping pancakes get in took some time ,but was able too. Then Mathew proceeded to wash her and afterwards dress and bandage her. Going to sleep in the same bed as they do every night. Was somehow warmer than it was before...

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