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18. Raving

"So..it everything you imagined it would be?" I heard Matt yell over the loud music playing all around us. I didn't answer at first, just messing with the end of my sleeve as I felt completely misplaced right now. I didn't really like being in crowded places let alone in a dark warehouse with a murderous Jackson on the loose as a psychopath controls him. 

I kind of just stood there as Matt leaned in closer to me to say something, making me jump at his sudden actions. "You're not really having fun, are you?" Matt yelled over the music. 

I sighed, looking guilty. I quietly shook my head before replying, "Sorry, it's not that I-..it's just this isn't really my scene and I don't really like crowds.." I lied plainly, when the actual truth was I just didn't want to be here with Matt. I wanted Stiles, only Stiles. Being here with Matt, even if it was nothing, felt wrong. Especially since Matt basically asked me out on a date. 

"Do you want to go off to the side? Take a seat and just talk?" Matt asked as I nodded my head in response. Matt placed a hand on my lower back, making me jump at this action as I quickly grabbed his wrist, bending it slightly. Matt groaned in pain, complaining as I let go. 

"Sorry-..Sorry." I apologized, looking at his hand to make sure that I didn't hurt him too badly. We took a seat off to the side where the music, still blasting all around us, was slightly lower. I sighed, feeling like a complete idiot right now. "I'm so sorry..I-you got me by surprise." I said lamely, feeling like a fool. 

Matt laughed slightly, looking down at where our hands were connected. I cradled his hand in my own, making sure I didn't break anything otherwise this would be really awkward, more so than it already is. "It's okay..I actually feel much better already.." Matt said, barley loud enough for me to hear. 

I was about to question him, looking at him slightly confused as I noticed him leaning in slightly. I was about to punch him in the throat or something like my normal reflex until I spotted someone behind him in the distance. I noticed Jackson in the middle of the dance floor, dancing with Erica and Isaac. I couldn't help but laugh slightly, reminding myself to make fun of Isaac for this later on. 

"You thristy? I'll go get us something to drink." Matt said. I smiled, thanking him as he got up and went to fetch us something to drink. I messed with my hands, trying to text Stiles that I found Jackson and was about to do my part of the plan but my texts weren't going through. Then that's when I noticed Matt's phone just laying next to me. 

I probably shouldn't but I couldn't stop myself by the time I grabbed Matt's phone. I tried unlocking it, taking a few guesses before I ended up getting it right. It was weird, his password was the same digits of my birthday. Conscience? Maybe but still kind of creepy. I was about to text Stiles on Matt's phone when I noticed something. 

I went to his gallery, noticing he had other photos of me too. Some of them weren't weird, they looked like something for yearbook or something. Some of them actually looked nice too, like the one of me at soccer practice. But when i kept swiping, I landed on some creepy ass photos that looked like they were straight out of a horror movie. 

There were photos of me in my bedroom, like he was looking in through the window, another of me in the training room doing ballet, the other outside meditating. Why did Matt have these? Oh god, is he stalking me? Is he a psycho and am I gonna end this night dead in a ditch somewhere? Oh god, what do I do. 

I suddenly snapped from my thoughts as I quickly exited his gallery to make it look like I was just sending a text. "Hey..what are you doing with my phone?" Matt asked, a certain concern tone in his voice. 

"I-..ummm...I don't have service so i was just texting my dad. Sorry, i should have asked." I said, quickly handing him back his phone. 

"You didn't see anything, did you? I have photos in here that I need to send to yearbook and they'd kill me if they'd got out. Accuse me of stealing other's photos and being lazy." Matt said.