Don't you ever let me go. [Matt Flyzik]

Tell me what your best friend knows.

Hey guys! Sorry that this one and the last move around p.o.v.'s so much. I just felt like it kind of needed to. Sooooo. Yeah. Have fun reading, and tell me what you think, because I kind of really like this chapter. :3

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Soph's p.o.v.

Sighing, I closed my phone. Hopefully they could find my Matty soon. I frowned and laid back on my bed, flinching as an abnormal pain shot through my back. I shook my head and chalked it up to the position I had been sitting in. Slouching for an hour would do that to you. Besides, I had always had terrible posture. Guess I was paying for it now. With a slight groan, I rolled over and snuggled under my covers, quickly falling asleep.

Matt's p.o.v

I easily navigated my way from the bar back to the bus. When I reached the door, I checked my watch for the time. 11:32. Damn, I had been gone for two hours. A slight hint of guilt made it's way on to my face as I opened the door and thought about Sophia. Things with that girl at the bar could have easily gone farther if I had had a few more drinks. I could have fucked everything up between Sophia and I just because I got angry. As I reached the bunks, I looked up to see a frowning Alex.

"I was about to send out a fucking search party for you."

I just shrugged.

He sighed and threw my phone to me. "Call your girlfriend."

I nodded to him. "Thanks..."

"Yeah." 

Rubbing my face, I quietly slipped into my bunk, but left the curtain open. I put my phone up to my ear after dialing her number and hitting the call button. It felt like I sat there for hours listening to it ring through, but it was only a few minutes.

"Hi, it's Sophie, I'm obviously busy right now, so leave a message, and if I care I'll get back to you. Later."

I chuckled lightly at her voicemail message, and waited for the beep.

"Hey, Soph, it's Matt. I'm guessing Alex called you earlier. I just got really frustrated and stormed off. Anyway, when you get this, call me back. I have to tell you something. I'll talk to you later." I hit the end button and breathed out slowly.

"You better not have cheated on her." Eminated from the bunk under me. 

It was Alex. 

"I didn't." I snapped and tugged my curtain closed.

Soph's p.o.v.

I woke up the next morning due to a coughing fit. It felt like someone was literally squeezing the breath from my lungs. My chest was in extreme pain and I couldn't inhale or exhale correctly.

Fuck, I'm getting sick.

"Tony! Toooonnyyyy!" I choked out.

A few seconds later my brother rushed in, anxiety and worry etched into every feature of his face.

"What? What's happening?" He panicked.

Eventually, I caught enough breath to be able to talk semi-correctly.

"Can you get me water or something?"

He nodded quickly and made his way downstairs. I could hear cabinets being opened and shut rather loudly, before the water came on.

Dammit, Anthonie. Could you be any louder?

Just then, I heard the sound of glass shattering and a loud 'fuck' echoed through the house.

Of course you could.

I tried to stand up, but instantly got another sharp pain in my chest. Tony ran up the stairs just as I sat back down. He offered me the glass quickly and I downed over half of it.

"Are you okay? What happened?"

I frowned at his antsy-ness and gave him a 'chill the fuck out' look. 

"I'm fine, I just woke up coughing."

He stared at me for a second. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Even though my chest still ached, I reassured him. "I'm fine, Anthonie."

After a few seconds of a hesitant gaze, he sighed. "Alright, if you need me, though, yell."

I smiled at him. "Will do, brother dearest."

He chuckled lightly and then exited my room.