Is Love Worth Fighting For (BFMV Fan Fiction)

Chapter 7

I stormed into the house, furious, yet so very tempted to cry. I slammed my door shut behind me, locking it so Alex wouldn't come in. If she saw what I was about to do, she'd blame herself. I rummaged through the drawers on my desk and finally found one of my blades. I walked into my bathroom and watched the blade shine in the light. It was marvelous. My arm ached for the blade. I hadn't done this in so long, I had forgotten how great it felt. But, all I could think about was Ally. She was standing there in the hallway, banging on my door, worry dripping off her tongue with every word she yelled. I pressed the blade to my skin, not hard enough to draw blood though. I wasn't sure what to do, then..

*Matt*

I can't believe I hit her. Way to go Matt, you really fucked up this time. You were so close to being with the best thing you'd ever had and you blew it. Blew it like the candles on your fucking birthday cake. I yelled out in frustration and threw myself on the bed. A chime from the bedside table startled me. It was Jess's phone. I called the last number in the call log labeled 'Ally-Bear <333'. Chicks are weird, man. Anyways, I listened to the 'Tears Don't Fall' ring back tone as I waited for this Ally girl to pick up. "JESS, I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD, IF YOU DON'T OPEN YOUR DAMN DOOR, WE WILL HAVE A FUCKING PROBLEM AND I WILL GET HOUSTON OVER HERE, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!?!"She yelled when she finally picked up. There was an edge to her voice. "JESS FUCKING ANSWER ME!!"She yelled again after I was quiet for a moment. "Uhm... This isn't Jess.. This is Matt. Is Jess okay? She left her phone at the hotel this morning and I think she needs it a lot more than I do.."I said and chuckled. "Oh..."she said and gave quick directions to her and Jess's place, mumbling something about needing to hurry because Jess was more or less on the verge of a breakdown. Wait, what?!?! "What do you mean she's on the verge of a.....- it's because of me, it's because of me. Why didn't I think of that. Okay, bye see ya.."I mumbled.

*Ally*

"Jess...Please, baby...."I whispered through the door. Tears were falling off of my cheeks. "Ally.... I don't want to live anymore....."Jess said. "Jess.... Shit gets bad, I know.... But, I love you too much to let you torture yourself... You know my story... I don't want you to end up like I almost did..."I whispered, wiping my tears away. Two years ago I ran away from home.. I ran because my father was molesting me, my mother was on drugs, and my brother made fun of the scars on my wrists. I turned to music, Bullet For My Valentine in particular, to help me. I don't regret running that day. I packed a bag and ran to Jess's house. We stayed there for a week and then we left town. We went to Atlanta to look for food, shelter, and jobs. We'd done good since that day two years ago. I came out of my trance as Jess's door opened. "Ally.... Help me through this...."Jess begged. "Of course.."I said. I looked into her scared hazel eyes.. She was so beautiful in that moment.. I kissed her lightly, not thinking of what I was doing... But, to my surprise, she kissed back. "Ally, I love you.."Jess mumbled. I pulled her into a hug and said,"I love you too, Jess.." A knock at the door tore me from Jess. I opened the door and saw Matt. That's when all the clues came together. Jess coming home, the crying, the huge fucking bruise forming on her face. Matt hit her. He began to talk, but I raised a hand to silence him. "Matthew..."I sighed. "Just give me Jess's phone and leave.. Don't call her or anything. Just leave her alone.. She doesn't deserve this bullshit again and as long as I'm around, I sure as hell won't let it happen to her again."I said sternly. He furrowed her brow and slapped me across my face. I smirked and spit the blood from ny busted lip into his face, then back-handed him. "It's different when you've got someone who will fight back, huh? Stay away from Jess or I'll kick your ass, Matt."I said. With that, I closed the door shut after he gave me her phone and locked it. What a pussy. He should've hit me harder, then I would've had a reason to claw his fucking eyes out.