*It doesn't take much time for you to finish your pancakes, and when you do, you look up at Matt slowly. He starts laughing, grabs your plate, and fixes you some more.*
Y/N: I feel like a fatass.
Matt: *He laughs* You're not fat, you weirdo.
*All of a sudden, the door swings open. Your mom walks in with a big bag filled with the stuff you requested for her to bring. She walks in, set it down by the table, and finally, she looks at you. She gasps and puts her hands over her mouth. She runs over to you to get a better look.*
Mom: Baby, he did this to you?
Y/N: *You nod* And look at my back.
Mom: *She nods, goes around you, and raises the back of your shirt up* Oh... my... God. Are you fucking kidding me?! Mmm. Me and him are gonna have a serious fucking talk.
Y/N: I-It's fine, mom.
Mom: No, it's fucking not, do you see this shit?!
Y/N: Okay, look, calm down. Let me tell you all that happened.
Mom: *She takes a shaky breath and sits down* Okay. Spill.
*Matt hands you your pancakes and sits next to you. You explain everything to your mother.*
Mom: *She shakes her head and a tear falls* I'm so sorry that I wasn't there.
Y/N: No, it's fine. I'm okay now.
Mom: And I can't believe he busted your nose, Matt! I'm so sorry that things went that way, you didn't deserve that.
Matt: No, it's all good. Besides, I told y/n I would go through all types of crap for her. I wasn't lying.
*After a while of talking, your mom leaves, and you know she's gonna say something to your dad. Matt looks at you and smilles.*
Matt: Your cheek isn't that bad. And the marks on your neck are fading.
Y/N: *You smile* Good.
Matt: How does your back feel?
Y/N: Better than lastnight.
Matt: That's good. Wanna go play video games?
Y/N: YUS!
*Y'all run into the living room and he puts COD in the XBOX 360. He hands you a controller, and while he sits on the couch, you sit on the floor in front of him so his,legs are on either side of you.*
Y/N: I'm gonna kick your ass, Espinosa.
Matt: *He laughs* Yeah, we'll see about that.
