Chapter 6

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I'm floating, no, I'm flying. The scent of apples and cinnamons was very evident. I also felt strong forces at my back and behind my knee which surprisingly felt comforting. I'm moving and I only heard footsteps which didn't came from me which was peculiar.

I fought the urge of remaining my eyes closed and instead, I opened them and I realized that Matthew is carrying me. I shut my eyes closed before he saw me but I heard him smirking. Yeah, as weird as it sounds but I can really hear someone who is smirking. I remained my eyes shut until he spoke to me.

"Did you have a nice sleep, my angel?" He asked.

"Yeah, in fact my back is starting to hurt right now." I replied sarcastically.

"Well, I can massage that for you if you want to." He offered but I can sense that he's kidding. I shot him a glare then I replied.

"Heck, no! Would you just put me down."

"What if I don't want to?" He asked again then he raised an eyebrow.

"Then, I'll kick your ass." He looked at me amused then he smirked.

"Woah, I didn't know that Angelina wants to feel my ass. You failed my expectations, fair maiden. Out of all the threats to choose from, you chose that. Aren't we slutty today, my princess?" I rolled my eyes then I fought against his grip so that I can escape from the devil but to my disappointment, I landed hardly on the ground.

"Ouch, it hurts." I rubbed my butt then I stood up.

"It's your fault. I told you that I'll bring you to your room but you still didn't listen." He said as he crossed his arms over his well - defined chest which I can observe through his fitted white t - shirt. His hair was disheveled as always and his lips were so red and not to mention kissable. Not that I want to but I can't deny that the man in front of me is a work of a true genius. Everything about him is perfect except for the jerk inside of him which puts everything to waste.

"Done checking me out? Take a picture it'll last." He said, interrupting my thoughts. My mouth agape with what he just said. I can't believe that he has the guts to do such a thing. His truly the 'jerkest' among the jerks.

"Yeah, in your dreams. Stop being so full of your self. You're not only a jerk but also a narcissistic creep."

"You mean sexy, good looking narcissistic creep?" He grinned.

"You know, I give up! You're hopeless." I walked towards my room and I heard him laugh. I didn't mind him instead I walked faster so that he'll be out of my sight. I slammed the door not thinking if I'll wake up the others. Arrgh! I hate him so much!

Matthew's POV

I went to the kitchen after I bandaged and applied some medicine to my wounded hand. I'm hungry because I haven't eaten anything yet since lunch. I wonder if Angel ate already? I hope she did because I saw how happy she was when she saw the menu in the pizza place awhile ago. I wanted her to enjoy but Stacy together with the cheerleaders came.

Angel, being so protective of her pride, asked me to hide under the table. And not only did I follow her but I also let myself be hurt by those stupid shoes which I admit was embarrassing especially that many people saw me. Luckily, only a few knew me, I guess, because almost everybody were in the party that time.

I shrugged as I remembered what happened. I can't believe Angel witnessed my shameful moments this past few days. Who is she? No one, she's just the girl who's a fucking pain in my ass and at the same time, the girl that I always help when in trouble. But in return, she gave me a cold shoulder.

As I enter the kitchen, I opened the refrigerator to grab some food then I opened the microwave to heat it but I saw a plateful of pasta inside. Who the heck will forgot that they heated something?

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