Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

Recap: I knew his goon is right behind me. I ducked and before he could hit me. Shea was out of the hold and started to fight as well. I got hit when I was admiring Mishea's fighting. I was knocked on my ass

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Matt's POV

Mishea knock the other guy out and grabbed me. She's a better fighter. We were back to back.

"I'm guess you have a plan. Or are we gonna wing it?" I said as I noticed more people or goons if you will, coming from every angle.

"I have an idea. Follow my lead." She did a round house kick into one of their faces. I swept someone's leg from under them causing two others to fall. Strike, I thought. Mishea was fight 5 at once I know I'll get an earful later but I helped her.

Once everyone was dealt with we ran out to where my car was parked. As soon as she was in I sped off toward my house. She was panting. "Are you okay?" I asked when I slowed down enough to collect my thoughts. She stayed silent.

"Shea talk to ol Matty." I tried to joke but you could tell it was forced. She looked at me and smiles slightly.

"Matty why does bad things happen to good people? We don't do anything that bad but we always end up in bad situations. I just want to know why." She spoke in a whisper. It's true we end up in shit. Shea and I shouldn't be alive in all honesty.

I didn't answer her, I didn't know how to. I stayed silent for the rest of the ride to my house.

"Shea don't let what bad happens stop the good that enters your life please?" I was begging her. She has so much more good than she realizes.
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Mishea's P.O.V.

Matt's keeping me from losing sight of things. Once he parked the car he begged me to not dwell on the bad. I'm happy he tries to keep me optimistic. I went straight to his frig for food... Fighting and possibly almost dying makes you hungry.

"Matthew! Where is the ice cream and pickles?!" I ask loudly, it's my favorite snack like ever. Don't knock it till you try it.

"Where they always are." Smartass, I thought. "Want me to make it for you?"

"Yes, PLEASE?!" I screamed please because I can.

While he makes my ice cream I'll change clothes. I went up the stairs and walked in his room. I took a pair of his shorts and put on my hoodie.

"Shea stop taking my clothes." He yelled when I walked down stairs.

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(A/N: hey guys what did you think? Shitty right? Sorry I have writers block because that fight scene wasn't suppose to show up just yet. But it did and now I'm trying to figure out where to go from there which like I will but what do you think should happen? I want your input.)

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