Watched by him.

Chapter 5 - Trapped

I stopped. I didn't say a word. I had never had a small sentence affect me as it did that moment. I started to cry. I couldn't keep it in. I couldn't hold the frustration and annoyance I had had towards Matt. I got myself into something I couldn't get myself out of. I could have still had a normal life, and everything could have been fine until he started stalking me. I didn't know what to do. He had taken advantage of me. I had let him take advantage of me. A feeling I had never gotten fell over me. I'm not an emotion type of person, but I just couldn't take it anymore! Fear. Fear had fell through me. I was afraid of Matt. I was afraid of what he would do to me. I was afraid of being home. I don't know what I got myself into. 

Matt turned to me, and laughed. 

"Awh, you want me to feel bad for you!, he chuckled, "Well, I hope you know I don't care how you feel. You don't deserve happiness. You don't deserve to be stress free. Sorry." 

"Why are you doing this?!" I questioned. I needed to know. I needed to know why he liked torturing me. Why it gave him happiness. 

He paused. He stopped driving and drove into an empty parking lot. 

He pulled my hair. 

"Ouch! Let go!," I tried to resist. 

"You will never ask that question again," he said. And pulled my hair harder. 

"Okay, Okay!" I screamed. 

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He dropped me off and I went inside. I scrunched through my purse, not wanting to deal with this anymore. I called my brother, Max. 

"Hey!," A cheerful voice picked up from the other line. 

"Hey Max," I responded. 

"You sound cheerful," he said sarcastically, "Anything wrong?" 

"Haha, yeah. A lot.," I said. 

"What happened?," his voice sounded worried. 

I explained everything to him, and took a long deep breath. He waited about five minutes before responding. 

"I don't really know what to say," He said softly, "But I can help. How about I come there for dinner?" 

Matt lived in San Francisco, so it was an extremely long drive. 

"You live so far away," I reminded him. 

"It doesn't matter," he quickly said, "Being stalked by some attractive guy who took you out to steak isn't exactly something to wait around about. We have to solve this today." 

We agreed when and where and I put the phone down. I took a shower and changed into skinny jeans, a black tank top, and a long blue cardigan. I straightened my hair and applied a little bit of mascara and eye shadow. I walked to the restaurant, took a seat, and waited. In about half an hour, Max walked through the door and sat down.

"Maxwell!," I hugged him. 

He hugged me back. 

"So, I have a whole plan ready," He said. 

"Okay, shoot," I told him. 

"Saturday morning, you pack up all your things. Then you drive to Nevada, and you stay with me, until we figure out the issue with this Matt guy," he announced. 

I loved Max. He was such an amazing brother, and he was always there for me. Unlike a lot of kids, growing up in a terrible family brought us closer. We didn't fight, and we were each other's only support poles. He was like my best friend.

"Thank you so much," I said, "For helping me." 

"What are sibilings for?," He grinned. 

We finished eating, and as we were leaving, I realized I had forgotten my purse at the table. 

"Hold on, I forgot my purse.," I told Max.

I went to the table, and I couldn't find it. 

"Looking for this?," I familiar voice questioned behind me. 

I turned around. 

And standing in front of me, was my lovely stalker, Matt.