Chapter 18

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by shelbywrite

by shelbywrite

I woke up to what sounded like deep laughter, before the sound of a heavy door closing. At first I panicked, not knowing where I was. I rolled over, to see Matt was gone. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. Suddenly all the memories of last night flashed back in my head.

Cam cheating.. kissing Shawn.. Matt carrying me. Gosh these boys were starting to take up my entire life. But I felt better, knowing I had slept in the same bed with Matt. I glanced at the clock and saw it was only 6:00am before sitting up and finding him sitting on the couch, holding his head in his hands. He looked upset and very mad. I walked over and lightly put my hand on his shoulder.

"Morning Matt. What's wrong? Do I need to leave?" I asked frantically. I didn't know what had happened. What had I missed? "Look at this Mykenna!" He quickly grabbed his phone and showed me the screen. I squinted a little, making sure I was seeing it right.

It was a photo on instagram, on Cam's page. It showed me and Matt dozing, laying in the same position we fell asleep in. The only difference was his free arm draped across my body, lying on my upper thigh. And I mean upper thigh.

The caption read, "Looks like Matt got some last night!", and tagged us both in it. He was upset over a stupid joke? This was just like Cam. To come up with a lie to make fans go crazy. I've seen him post worse, though. They were teenage boys, they practically lived to embarrass each other. I handed Matt back his phone and gave a small laugh.

"Looks like someone gets a little handsy in their sleep." I said smiling as I sat down next to him on the couch.

He scowled at me and said, "You seriously think this is funny, Mykenna?! You know how bad this looks for me?!" Matt got up quickly and kicked over a lamp standing next to the couch, smashing it to the floor. Was he seriously that mad? Okay so it was a little embarrassing, but did he have to overreact like this?

"Um, what? It's just a joke Matt. No need to freak. The lamp didn't do anything to you." I huffed as I moved over to him. "We both know it's not true, so who cares what other people think?" He shook his head and practically glared at me before turning his head back to the wall.

"You don't get it. All my fans will see this! They all will think I'm with you. That's horrifying!" Matt instantly turned back to me and gasped. "No, no. Mykenna that's not what I meant. It's not you it's just my fans they-" He trailed off as I felt the tears coming again. I managed to hold most of them back, but a few fell.

"Oh, no. It's fine. I'm not good enough to show the world. You know it doesn't matter anyway. Last night I was a wreck and all you did was take advantage of me. Thank God we aren't together. I'd hate to horrify your fans. My bad. Maybe next time you should keep your hands off my horrifying body." I gave him a full on smile before slamming the door in his face. Gosh, were all guys like this? I guess so.

I ran down a hall and sat on the floor of a maid's closet for about 10 minutes before I started walking towards the stairs. Suddenly I felt was a hand over my mouth out of nowhere. I panicked, but before I was able to do anything I'm pulled into a small, dark room off to the left side of the hallway.

I frantically turned around but I couldn't see anything in the pitch dark and the hand was still over my mouth. I tripped over what must of been a bucket or broom maybe, and I felt my head slam into the tile floor. Hard. Really hard. I looked up just in time to get a short view of the person standing behind me. He kneeled down and I saw concern in his his dark, gorgeous eyes right before I saw complete and utter darkness.