promise // matthew espinosa

Chapter 30

~ Brianna

"You're so beautiful," he whispered in my ear.

He moved his lips down my neck and gently bit the skin, then kissed it to ease the pain. I let out a moan, causing him to smile into my neck. We stood up and kissed. He grabbed onto my wrists, causing me to wince. Realizing this, he loosened his grip a bit, and slammed me into the wall, kissing me roughly. His hands moved down my back and to my butt. It wasn't long before we were on the bed, still kissing. I removed the sweatshirt, only wearing a bra and tank top. I laid down facing him. He had taken off his shirt already, then flipped me onto my back. He hovered over me, then crashed his lips back onto mine. His tongue slipped in. I grabbed onto his back, digging my nails into the skin. I moved my hands up to his head, leaving claw marks. I ran my fingers through his hair, receiving a moan from him.

"Oh..oh my...God..." he slurred.

He tugged on my pants, then slowly pulled them down. This is when I started to feel uncomfortable. He was running his hands up and down my sides, giving me a feeling of pleasure, but I already knew this was going to far.

"M-Matt...stop..." I said.

"Huh?"

"I-I.."

"You what Brianna?"

"I can't do this. I'm not ready."

He stopped and pushed me back. I never knew he could get so angry.

"Are you for real, Brianna?"

"I AM FIFTEEN MATTHEW!"

"Oh my GOD BRIANNA! I'M DONE WITH YOU! YOU'RE ALWAYS LOOKING FOR ATTENTION, HUH?!"

I slapped him across the face, hard. He held the area in pain.

"HOW CAN YOU EVEN SAY THAT?! YOU KNOW WHAT? FINE! GO FIND SOME SKANKY LITTLE BITCH TO SATISFY YOU, BECAUSE I'M OVER IT!"

I was literally drowning in my own tears as I threw on my clothes.

"BRIANNA!" he called before I left.

"WHAT MATT!"

"THAT'S MY SWEATSHIRT!"

I threw it off, grabbed the pair of scissors from the dresser in the room, and sat in the corner of the hallway bathroom, screaming and crying. My idol just broke my heart.

"Brianna! Are you okay?"

It was Nash. I shook my head slowly. The scissors were barely grasped in my fingers.

"Why the hell do you have these?" he asked, taking them from me.

I didn't try to take them back, I kept shaking my head, in pure shock of what just happened. We were soon joined by Shawn.

~ Nash

She just sat there, bawling her eyes out. She was trembling. I threw the scissors into the sink and let Shawn hold her while I went to see where Matt was. He was probably the cause of this, in fact, when is he not?

"Matt!"

I stormed into the room and pushed him against the wall.

"What the hell Nash?"

"What did you do!" I yelled, pushing him again.

"What are you talking about!"

"WHY THE HELL IS BRIANNA CRYING MATTHEW!"

He was silent.

"ANSWER ME!"

He burst into angry tears.

"I fucked up didn't I?"

"OH MY GOD! YOU DID MORE THAN FUCK UP MATT, YOU CROSSED THE LINE!"

He was still crying. He pulled himself onto Brianna's bed and spread the sheets over himself. He shoved his face into her pillow and screamed.

"Shawn!" I called.

He ran into the room.

"Talk to Matt please," I instructed.

I walked back to the bathroom to see Brianna holding the scissors to her wrists.

"NOOOO!"

She made a deep cut before I took them away from her.

"Noo...no Brianna."

I sniffled. A tear fell down my cheek. I carefully took her wrist and kissed the new cut, staining my lips with blood. I held her in my arms and let her cry into my chest. She bled on my shirt.

"It's okay...it's okay..."

~ Brianna

"BRIANNA!" I heard.

Nash was cradling me. The room appeared to be getting darker and darker. I opened my eyes to see I was in my bed.

"BRIANNA!"

It was a dream!

"BRIANNA!"

That was Matt's voice. He peeked his head through the door and smiled. I yawned and stretched. Wait my wrists! I looked down and examined them. They were clean...huh?

"Hey Matt? I have a question?" I asked,

"Yea?"

"What the hell happened?"

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