Cloe's POV
It's been a couple of weeks since the incident at the park. I do have to say that Matthew and I have gotten closer then before. There is also someone else I have grown closer to over the past few weeks. Kayla has gotten over the fact that the whole school hates me and she actually talks to me.
Chase was just a complete ball of guilt, he was so guilty, he was Geary eyed when I first began to start talking to him again. Matthew does get jealous easily, from what I've learned. Whenever I talk to Chase, Matthew's hands turn into a ball and whenever I smile at him, Matthew's knuckles turn white.
I've noticed that, I don't really see why though. Chase does have a crush on someone and no, it's not me. It is actually this really pretty, kind, and smart girl named Jasmine. She is in my AP History class.
Matthew has been coming over more and more often. He keeps making me breakfast and making sure every Friday we watch one Harry Potter movie. Then every Saturday we read a book of our choice while stuffing our faces in chocolate.
Yep... I forgave him. He removed every single trace of what he did and made a extremely public apology.
By extremely, I mean extremely! He stood up on the table in the lunch room and sang me Sorry by Justin Bieber. I was laughing and dying of embarrassment at the same time.
After that, everyone seemed to lay off a little bit and after seeing me with Matt, they didn't bother me much anymore.
Right now, Matthew, Chase, Kayla, and I are all at McDonalds, eating. I mean honestly, when am I never eating?
"Clo! Hello, anyone there?" I hear someone calling my name and I snap out of my thoughts.
"Huh, what?" I say looking at Matt, who is the one that summoned me.
"You were staring out into space for like 5 minutes. We are about to leave." He tell me and I nod.
"I have an idea!" Kayla announces and we all look at her.
"The boys should give us girls piggy back rides." Kayla suggests and we all look at each other then nod.
"Sure, why not?" I say and Kayla immediately jumps to Chase's side.
"Looks like you'll have to be with Matt, Cloe." She says and I glare at her.
She knows that I like him!
Wait, did I mention that I like him yet? Well, I do. I like him a lot. Anyways...
I hop on him back and he gets a good grip on my legs. I giggle slightly and try to ignore the heat that is where Matthew is touching me.
I can hear him chuckle slightly and then we all start walking.
"Yo, Matt!" Chase calls out and Matt looks at him.
"What's up?"
"Kayla and I have to go get some stuff. Will you and Cloe be okay by yourselves?" He questions and I look at him.
"Hey! We are grown adults, we can take care of ourselves thank you very much. We don't need you." I state firmly and Matt nods.
"Yeah, what Clo said."
"Jeez! Okay, calm down. I just didn't want to leave out of the blue. Bye!" He says, continuing to carry Kayla on his back.
"Bye!"
"Hasta luego!" I say and he turns back to me.
"I don't know what that means. "
"You took Spanish for 2 years! It means 'see you later'! Idiot." I reply to him and he scoffs.
"Just because I took the subject doesn't mean I liked it and/or payed any attention to it."
He then leaves Matt and I alone. I get down from off his back as we were walking and began walking side by side. Slowly, but subtly, he takes my hand into his. I smile slightly but don't remove my hand from his grasp.
"So, Clo. I um, I have something to ask you. You don't have to answer if you don't want too but umm..." He starts.
"Yeah?" I question and he stops for a moment, scratching the back of his neck.
"Will you- CLO WATCH OUT!" I feel my whole body jerk forward and I could hear my bones crack. I don't know what happened, but I do know it hurt, and it hurt terribly.
Is Matthew okay? Did that effect him at all?
"Clo?! Cloe are you there? Stay with me. Come on Clo stay with me. The ambulance is coming, it will be here in less then two minutes. Try to stay awake for me, baby. I know how much you hate that name. Come on, sweetheart. A minute just don't close your eyes. Is your back ok?" He rambles and I move my head slightly.
"Matthew?" I question in a very hoarse voice. I can see the blurry tears on his face. He can't cry.
"Don't cry. Don't worry, but I'm sorry Matty. I can't stay awake." With the sound of sirens and yelling, my eyes roll to the back of my head and all I see is pitch black darkness.
My head is spinning, my back is aching and there are only two things on my mind.
Is Matthew okay and two other words.
Not again.
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ChickLitI don't need friends to support me. I don't need a family who helps me. Nor do I have one. Everyone has that group of people they can go to for support. That they know will never turn on them, hurt them, or bring them down. I don't have that group o...