Sweetest Whatever

Chapter 11: Trust

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Chapter 11: Trust

Megan Dalton

"No." I shake my head in disagreement and Matt pouts more.

"Come on, Meg! It'll be fun!" He whines, holding my hand which caused me to flinch. What if he pulls me and drags me down that cliff? Oh I really don't want to die early! I'm still a virgin for god's sakes!

"Matt, it's a fucking cliff. I don't want to jump. You're being ridiculous!" I said in disbelief. Have you remembered that he didn't take me home? And you know where he took me? To a cliff outside the city! I am like freaking out now! I am afraid of heights and he brought me here! Well, it's not like he knows I'm acrophobic. Sickly Megan. Afraid Megan. Oh joy. I have Cardiomyopathy and then this acrophobia thingy. Why was I even born with this?

"Then just come sit with me there. Promise, I won't push you or anything. I just want to tell you something." He states.

"Why not do it here and not there?" I ask and he smirks. "It's more special there, you know? Especially because sunset will be any minute now." He adds to it. I groan. Sappy and cunning Matthew. I lost so I'm coming with him. I hold his hand and he leads me to the edge of the cliff. Shortly after, we sit side by side. I'm trying my best not to look down. Fuck, I think I'm gonna be sick.

"Tell me what you wanna tell me so I can peacefully leave this place now." I spat out, placing my head on his shoulder. Wait, what a move, Meg. Blimey, is this me? I don't like him and I just made a fucking move. Lord, forgive me for what I'm doing.

"I have extra towels at my car, babe. Let's jump!" He excitedly says.

"No!!! Fuck you Hendricks! I don't have any clothes!" I clung to him for dear life. Part of it was a lie. I'm acrophobic. I'm afraid of heights. And I hate to say this but, I don't wanna die a virgin!

"Just kidding, babe." He laughs and I nudge him.

"Get to the point, you fucking idiot." I glare at him and he just laughs harder.

Oh my horrible excuse of a boyfriend.

"Okay." he chuckles. Once he regained his normality, he seriously spoke, "Do you trust me wholeheartedly?" He asks. Pfft, he made me come here for that? The fuck what kind of question is that? But seriously, do I trust him? Nah.

Okay, a little wee bit. I didn't know, okay? It happened to fast that I trusted him.

"Meeeeeeeg. I'm waiting for an answer." He quirks an eyebrow at me. Oh stop it, demanding and cunning Matt!

"Ro-" Wait, he isn't Roy. He is Matt. What the heck, Meg? I added quickly, "I mean, ugh. Babe, if I don't trust you wholeheartedly, I wouldn't have sat here beside you." I say, smiling.

Oh Megan, you are such a liar. Why are you doing this to yourself?

"Really?" He inquires again.

"Really." I hug him. He is like a teddy bear. So comfy and so fragrant.

"Then trust me, okay?" He says and I look at him in confusement. What is this boy up to?

"Yes but wha- MATT FUCKING HENDRICKS YOU'RE GONNA PAY!" I got cut off and screamed. The fucking guy got me! That little respect I have for him is gone for he sent the two of us flying deep down the cliff. It's a fucking long way to go. I clung to him for dear life. How dare he? I don't even know how to swim! I kept screaming and screaming and my boyfriend is just laughing his arse of. Unbelievable.