Who Are You? - A Matthew Espinosa Fanfiction

Chapter 18

ALLISON'S POV:

I couldn't believe Matt. He went through my phone and saw the threatening texts! He didn't even mention anything about them earlier. But, as I thought about it, I realized that I probably wouldn't have handled if any better if he had brought it up earlier. I just didn't want anyone to know. So, after Matt revealed the information he had been withholding, I did what came naturally when I didn't want to face the problem: I ran.

This had been my problem and I hadn't wanted anyone to get involved in it. I just wanted to handle it on my own. I could hear Matt calling my name, running through the halls searching for me, but I didn't care. I didn't want him to find me. Correction: I just didn't want him to see me. I hated the fact that I was appearing weak for the third time in less than 24 hours. Matt had already seen me vulnerable more than enough times for my liking. I hated the looks if pity and inevitable talks about my feelings that I would have to face if Matt found me, so I kept running.

I didn't know where I was running, but I knew I needed space from everyone. That obviously wasn't a smart decision for a crying-teenage-girl-who-was-attacked-yesterday to make, but since when did I actually use my head to make decisions? I could think well enough to know that I couldn't go to the other hotel room because they all hated me, and that was another problem that I was running from. I found my way to the elevator and waited for one to come up. I decided that I could really use a walk and some food, but things didn't work out that way.

The elevator doors opened, and I walked in oblivious to anyone else in the elevator. I was too busy playing 2048 on my phone. I was just about to get the 8192 tile when the phone was ripped from my hands and chucked out the elevator, severely pissing me off. Only, that rage quickly changed to fear when I came face-to-face with my ex-boyfriend, Logan.

"Hey babe, miss me?" Logan asked, smirking.

My breathing began to pick up and I knew I had to get out of here. I started to walk out the door, but Logan grabbed ahold of my arm, tugging it extremely hard, causing me to stumble back into the elevator. That's when I knew I had one hope. I could faintly hear my name being called and I hoped that he'd be able to hear my pleas for help from wherever he was. It was probably my first intelligent decision of the day.

"Matt! Matt, help me, Matt! Matt, please find me!"

I knew it was only a matter of time before Logan either clamped a hand over my mouth or hurt me, so I shouted the first thing that came to mind. That and I began to continually hot the button to keep the elevator doors open.

"Matt, quick! Our first kiss!"

I stared in horror at Logan as he pulled me away from the button, praying that my superman would be my hero once again, even though we were both mad at each other.

MATTHEW'S POV:

I ran through the halls, even though I had already lost track of her. I kept looking, calling her name, hoping that she would answer, but knowing that she probably wouldn't. I kept hoping that I'd find her hidden in some corner, but I had no luck. I almost gave up when I heard it.

"Matt! Matt, help me, Matt! Matt, please find me!"

I knew that voice. It was Allison. I could barely hear it, but I knew that I needed to find her. I sprinted towards where I had heard her voice, but I knew that I might not be able to find exactly where she was. That fact alone frustrated and terrified me to no end. I needed to find her.

"Matt, quick! Our first kiss!" I heard her call out.

Our first kiss was in the elevator after we had been trapped. Once it started up again, I had kissed her to keep her from ruining the plan, while getting some publicity for the two if us. But I knew that it wasn't the kiss that was important, it was the location. I took off towards the elevator, hoping that I wasn't too late. I reached the elevators and noticed that one of them was just starting to have the doors close. I ran to it and stuck my arm in the doorway, causing the doors to spring open again. I looked in to find a guy holding Allison's arm while she was trying to pull away.