Shipwrecked (Lawlorff)

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(Jc's POV)

Matt's in a wheelchair at the moment, which causes some...limitations...but it's fine because he's alive and that's all that matters. 

I roll him forward onto the boat, and we see Con and Beth sitting on chairs on the main deck.

"Hey, guys!" Connor yells, jumping up from his chair and running over to us. 

He leaves Bethany sitting on the chair, and somehow she looks utterly disappointed that Connor’s coming to us, and leaving her.   

Hmm..          

Beth glares at me and Matt while Connor hugs me and then leans down to hug Matt in the wheelchair.    I catch her glance and she continues glaring.    

I wonder what that’s all about.    

I didn’t really peg Bethany as the jealous type….especially of us….  

I have a boyfriend.

Matt.

All I need.      

Why would she be jealous?

Maybe she just thinks we’re all secretly gay after Matt and I, and Sam and Kian started dating.   

But she’s been dating Connor for almost a year now..      

Why would she be jealous at all..???                  

Maybe she’s not jealous.  

Maybe she’s thinking of something far more sinister.                          

Maybe Jenn isn’t the only one who wanted us dead.                                                                

(Matt’s POV)  

Connor leaves and goes back to Bethany, who grimaces and then fake smiles at him.     

This is peculiar behavior, especially from someone like her. She seems so nice, but perhaps it’s just because she’s so pretty it’s got us all fooled.   

I’m not even attracted to her, its just that prettier people get treated nicer in life. It’s a known fact, and it’s cruel to the most of us who aren’t as fortunate.        

“Is it just me..” Jc mutters, “..or is Beth glaring at us?”    

I nod. “Yeah… weird..”    

Jc nods and pushes my wheelchair into the elevator.          

“It kind of sucks that you’re in a wheelchair right now..” Jc says.  

“I know.. I’m sorry..” I mutter.       

“No! Don’t be sorry, Matt! You got shot for god damn sake!”   

He kisses me on the temple and I smile brightly.                 

“We’ll work through this, Matt. I mean, you’re getting out of this wheelchair in two days. You’ll be in crutches, sure, but it’ll be better. You’ll be able to do….more…things…”