He didn't tell me where we were going. So I had no idea how to dress so I put on a flowy black dress that was longer in the back then in the front with my black converse. The only thing that made my proud of my closet is the fact I don't own a single pair of heels at all. I only have combat boots and converses. It checked the time I still had maybe fifteen minutes left so I quickly applied make up/war paint then straightened my hair. I felt pretty I felt good about myself. Just as I was finishing up there was a knock on the door and I basically ran down the stairs like a small child knowing it's their mother at the door wanting in. Opening the door Matthew stood there his hair half way across his face parted with a black shirt on with black jeans and combat boots. He held some flowers and held them out as I opened the door "For you madam" he smiled. My cheeks burned softly as I took them "Thank you" I quickly set them in a vase on the table. "Ready to go?" He asked holding his arm out. Softly I looped my arm threw his and he walked me out to his truck. We talked as he drove about all different things before I knew it we were at the restaurant. He got out went around the truck just to open my door this caused me to blush more. I carefully stepped out he had to help me I'm a little vertically challenged. "Hahaha. You're short" He teased. "Am not! I am 5ft 5 in. I am vertically challenged!" I laughed. He just rolled his eyes and lead me inside. "How many?" The lady asked. "Two" He smiled at her. We had been here for about an hour just eating and talking then Jeffery walked in with another girl attached to his arm just as drunk as he was. I sank a little in my seat hoping Matthew wouldn't notice but with my luck he did. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Uhhh yeah" I lied. He frowned and looked around following my eyes to Jeffery. "Is there something going on between you two?" His eye brow raised. Just then Jeffery caught sight of me and rage filled his eyes. He stormed over to the table with such dignity and fire you would of thought I was going to die. "What the hell are you going here Alex!?!?" He snapped spitting on my face. I jumped and cowered in his presence. "I took her out for her birthday" Matthew retorted. Jeffreys gaze never left my eyes "I told you to stay home" He hissed. "I-I-I'm" My words were cut short with a sharp sting across my cheek. He had slapped me in public in front of people..... Tears rolled down my cheeks as Matthew got up from the table. "I ain't gotta clue who you are but I ain't gonna let anyone treat a lady like that" He spoke with a what I assume to be Oklahoma accent. With that I knew a fight was going to break out.
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Fire Starter.
HorrorHe hated me. He despised me. He never wanted anything to do with me. He beat me. He hurt me. I couldn't do anything about it. Until one day I broke.