New Love | Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 20,

Monday, the next day:

I couldn't really sleep at all last night, due to Carlos scaring me. I went home shaking, not knowing how to feel or speak. He feels so weird to be around, he feels like he's up to something and I'm the main source for it. This may sound over the top and far fetched, but he said other than my brothers, I can only talk to the others if they were to pick arguments with me. I don't know how I'm going to cope with not talking to Sammy, I need to talk to him all the time, so that's not going to end well. But one thing that got stuck with me since last night is how Carlos said that he was watching me at all times. But I don't know how true that could be. 

I rolled out of bed, landing on the floor causing me to groan. Here's another thing, Carlos demanded me to get a room to myself for some odd known reason. So Nash and I were arguing about rearranging the rooms, just so I could have a room to myself. But in my defensive, I don't want to die. 

I brought myself up and tied my hair into a messy bun, making my way towards the stairs. As I walked past everyone in the lounge, I bowed my head so I couldn't catch any eye contact. I walked into the kitchen, grabbing an apple and making my way over to a stool. I took a bite out of the apple as I sat down, looking around the room as I wondered what my dad will consist. 

"What's up," Sammy entered the kitchen, sitting down next to me. 

I chucked my apple onto the counter and threw my hands over my mouth, scared as to what would happen to me. I took a big swallow, allowing the apple to make way down my throat, as I refused to look into his eyes. I started to shake, as I felt like I wanted to cry for some reason. 

"Maddie, ever since you came home you haven't spoken to any of us," Sammy sighed, looking down at his hands. 

I bit into my knuckles, wishing Sammy could just puff away. I tried to get out of my seat, but Sammy held me still and pulled my knuckles out of my mouth. 

"What's wrong?" He muttered, his eyes feeling as hurt as my soul. "I can't tell you," I whispered, so only he could hear; just making sure Carlos wasn't listening in somehow. 

As I bowed my head, I got a shock. I flinched and looked up at Sammy, who furrowed his eyebrows. It shocked me again, as I placed my hands around my neck. 

"Ow!" I yelled as I felt my whole body tingle from the sensation. 

I felt my neck, feeling a necklace as thin as ever could be. I tried to rip it off, but it didn't seem to budge. I looked up at Sammy, feeling my heart pound through my chest, as I was so scared. It felt like it had been glued to me, but it doesn't look like it. This must be the necklace that he gave me last time, just before I came back into the house.

I squealed and jumped off of the stool, running straight past everyone to my bedroom. As I entered my room, I slammed the door closed behind me, running over to my bed. I jumped onto it and faced the window, feeling tears coming out when not needed. I shook, as my mind wanted to jump out of my window and not be here in this situation. Why did I speak to him when I had the chance? The others were right, he's bad news. 

"Maddie!" I heard Matt yell, as my ears wanted to shut off. "Piss off!" I tried taking the necklace off from around my necklace, wincing at the pain. 

"What's wrong?" He barged through the door, as he heard me whimper. "Everything!" I spat towards his direction, not wanting him in my presence.

"Maddie," He tried to come over to the bed but I chucked my pillow at him. "Just go away," I growled. 

"No!" His voice boomed through my room, making me jump. "Matt, you're scaring me," I slightly looked down.