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"Fight back bitch." Tyler spits at me and I crime when his fist collides with my cheek bone. "Your so damn weak." He says with venom laced in his voice as he pins me to the ground. "Fight back." He says coldly, his eyes cutting through me. "Or I swear to god I will screw your brains out." His words stun me and I try to move but I can't do anything, I'm glued to my spot. "Okay my turn." He says bending his head down into my neck. He kisses all over and I'm crying, like a blubbering idiot. He kisses my lips and when he lifts his head he twists it.

.Your such a little bitch." He says but his voice is changed, it's a little higher, but raspier, just like Mathews. "You won't even defend yourself." He says, his eyes darkening into a brown and his facial features hardening, his jaw bone becoming firm and chiseled. It is Mathew. Why is he doing this to me? He said he could never hurt me.

"That just makes my job so much easier." He says and he pulls his shirt off, showing off his few tattoos and abs.

I have to fight back, I need to get him off. Something happened to him, this is not my Mathew. I squirm under his weight and he holds my arms above my head, "too late." He says and I know it's not, I can stop this. He kisses me and I bite his tongue as hard as I can he slaps me, but that's when I take charge and tackle him, punching his face hard, over and over.

His hair darkens into a brown color and his eyes lighten to blue, his face paleing slowly and becoming softer. I've just beat the hell out of Tyler Dawson.

My eyes open and sitting next to me is...Shane? "Oh hey your up." He says and I nod slowly. "Your dad and Mathew are out getting some dinner, they're picking you up something too," he says and I just nod. "How're you feeling?" He asks and I pull myself into a sitting position.

"I'm okay." I say and he looks down at his phone.

"Were you having a bad dream or something, you were shaking in your sleep." He says and I remember my dream, I beat the hell out of Tyler.

"Um..no, I had a pretty good dream." I say with a slight smile. I'd love to beat up Tyler in real life.

"Oh, that's cool, they're back." He says, hearing the door shut and he calls out, "EY MATHEW she's awake!" And I hear Mathews fast feet pad across the floor when he reaches my room he look at me.

"Are you hurting anywhere?" He asks softly and I shake my head no and he picks me up by my waist, tangling my legs around his waist and he kisses me. "God I'm so happy your okay." He says breathily once he pulls away. "Mary Anne you had me so worried, you have no idea." He states and I giggle. "Your having surgery soon." He says putting me down just so he can sit beside me. "On Thursday I think." He says and I nod.

"What day is it?" I ask and he smiles.

"Tuesday. You were out all yesterday." He explains and I just nod. He pulls me in for another hug, "thank god your alright." He whispers and kisses my forehead.
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I wake up and take a shower, I pull on some red jeggings and a white sweater. I straiten my hair and apply some makeup. I take my ulcer pills and head out the door where Mathews waiting for me.

"He's wearing a tight grey t shirt and some khakis. His hair is natural today, just combed down and his brown eyes are sticking out on the gloomy day.

"You look pretty," he says and I blush.

"Thank you. You look handsome as always." I say and he pulls me in for a quick kiss.

"Thanks babe, let's go get some breakfast." He says and I nod. We pull into a small diner close to the school and we take a seat at a table.

"Hello, my name is Trent, I'll be your guys's server today, can I start you off with some drinks?" He asks with a friendly smile, but Mathew is glaring at him as his eyes sit in slits.

"What kinda drinks do y'all serve?" Mathew asks and the guy look in a small notebook.

"Um Pepsi products but we also have tea, orange juice, and chocolate milk." He says and I smile.

"Um can I get a glass of chocolate milk?" I ask and he nods.

"Sure thing sweet heart." He says writing it down. "What about you?" He asks Mathew and his gaze is more intense now.

"Coffee, strait." He says and the guys nods and walks off.

"Babe." I say covering his hand with mine, "what the hell?" I asks ugh a slight chuckle.

"He looked down your shirt." He growls and even though that makes me slightly uncomfortable, I smirk.

"What? Mad that he got a peek before you did?" I ask with a laugh and his grimace turns into a smile.

"Mary Anne.. I am appalled that you think I would ever-"

"You did, the other day." I say and he smiles, laughing.

"Bullshi-"

"You know that day I was wearing that v-neck shirt and my tank top kept falling." I say and he laughs.

The waiter comes back over but Mathew looks much more composed.

"Okay guys, what can I get you for some breakfast?" He asks as he steps down our drinks.

"Um, I'd like the pancake bacon and fried potatoes please?" He jots it down and then Mathew orders french toast, pancakes, bacons, sausage, ham, scrambled eggs, and a side of syrup. "Are you pregnant?" I ask laughing and he nods, holding his belly.

.Oh yes, I'm eating for twelve." He says and I giggle taking a drink of chocolate milk.

"Fat ass." I say under my breath and we both burst out laughing.

A/n well this is a short ass chapter but oh well, you love me!! Haha and I love you guys please vote and comment next vote and comment I'll post another chapter. #happy ending chapter. I'm so happy I ended the chapter on a good note, the story needs it :) kisses!!