The Kidnappers Bestfriend j.g⭐

Getting away from Jack

We arrived at Matt's house, Matt was waiting at the doorstep.

"Thanks for the ride Nash. I appreciate it." I said getting out of the car.

"No problem, sorry about you arm. I'll be back to get you at 9 am. Be ready." Nash said helping me get my stuff out the truck.

"I will, thanks Nash.." I said waving to him as he got in the car & drove off. Matt ran up to me.

"Here gimme your bags, are you okay? How bad is your arm hurt?" He spoke so fast. Carrying my bags inside.

"Matt... I-I don't wanna talk about it." I said, tearing up at the thought. It was 1 in the morning, & I needed sleep

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." He said after shutting the door & realizing the tears.

"No, no, its okay." I sniffle. "Where will I be sleeping?" I said, following Matt down the hallway to his room.

"I have you set up in my bed, & I'm gonna sleep on the couch." He said yawning.

"Matt, I can sleep on t-"

"Nope, I already have you set up. No arguing, get some sleep, I'm waking you up at 8." He said hugging me.

"Okay.. Goodnight Matt."

"Goodnight" Matt said, walking out of the room. I walked to the bathroom & took the tape & ice package off my arm. I skimmed the huge bruise, with two fingers.

"God damn." My heart was breaking, just looking at the bruise. I walked back into the bedroom & layed in the bed. My thoughts trailed until I fell into a deep sleep..

*Next morning*

"Megan, Megan wake up" I was being shaked. I sat up, rubbed my eyes & yawned.
"Megan, Nash is on his way to come get you. You've got to get ready." Matt said, his raspy morning voice was super hot.

"Alright, alright... I'm getting up." I said, swinging my feet off the bed & standing up.

"Breakfast is in the kitchen, after you're done doing whatever go ahead and come eat." Matt said shutting the door behind him. I did my daily stuff, shower, brushing teeth & hair. I didn't care to apply makeup today. I put on a T-shirt & sweats. I wasn't feeling today, not after last night. I walked to the kitchen & checked the time. It was exactly 8:30. I had 30 minutes with Matt before Nash came to pick me up.

"Hey there sunshine, here's breakfast." Matt said handing me a plate of food & smiling.

"Thank you so much Matt." I said sitting down at the table, but swinging my bruised arm to accidentally hit the side of the table. I shouted

"OW FUCK" I shouted, gently handling the bruised arm.

"Oh my god Megan, are you okay?!" Matt said, jumping up from the table.

"Yeah, I'll be okay." I said through gritted teeth.

"I'm gonna get you some ice." Matt said walking to the freezer. He put some ice in a bag & handed it to me. "I don't have any tape, sorry," he said watching me put the ice on my arm gently.

"That's okay, I've kinda lost my appetite... Sorry Matt." I said, feeling bad that I didn't eat the food he made.

"No its oka-"

He was cut off by the ring of the doorbell. He went to the door & opened it while I grabbed my suitcase. I came to the hall & stopped when I heard an exchanging of words.

"Jack? What the fuck, I was told Nash was coming!" Matt said, flailing his arms.

"Yeah well, he's not. Clearly. Now, where's Megan." He said, I peeped around the corner, Jack's eyes were puffy & red. Was he...crying?

"I'm not letting her go anywhere with you! You hurt her jack!!" Matt semi-yelled .

"Don't you fucking think I know that?!" Jack said, teeth gritted. This is when I knew I had to step out.

"Megan.." Jack said his eyes wide & full of sorrow.

"We aren't speaking, just take me home." I said, walking towards him, hugging Matt before I got out & walking to the Mercadies that was parked in front of the house. I looked up & saw he was still talking to Matt. I just got in.

"If you ever fucking touch her again, you'll be dead" Matt said, glaring at Jack.

"I was drunk okay?! I don't remember it." Jack said looking down.

"Drunk or not, it's still not okay." Matt said Slamming the door. Jack walked to the car & got in. We drove off.

"Megan..."

*no answer.*

"Megan, can I please explain?* he said teary eyed.

"Explain what Jack?! The fucking abuse? The name calling? The drinking?! I don't wanna hear it, I should be the one crying, I'm in so much fucking pain its unbelievable." I said stroking my blue bruised arm that was now purple as well from where I hit it this morning..

Jack stayed silent for a few minutes. Probably speechless.

"I uhm... I have a surprise waiting for you at the house." Jack said, scratching the back of his neck.

"Is it my old life back? Cause I'd sure fucking love that back." I snapped.

The rest of the ride home was quite. It was only like 3 minutes though. We got back and I grabbed my stuff & walked in, then went upstairs to set my stuff down.