Chapter forty-nine
Novah
I'm walking down the hall, toward the kitchen for a glass of goddamned water and I see Alessia pressed against the wall by Matt with his face inches from hers. I am speechless for a second.
My mouth drops open and all the air vanishes from my lungs.
He looks surprised and she looks smug, as always. I run down the hall, bumping into a few people and up the stairs to Jon's room. I close the door behind me and sink to the floor. I hold my head in my hands and process what I just saw. Matt was making out with some girl less than an hour after we.....I don't even know.
Fucking Alessia, no less. I'm so disappointed. I take a deep breath and try to refrain from crying. I fail.
The minute I open my eyes, I start sobbing. I hear the door burst open and I look up through my tear-soaked lashes and see Matt in his white shirt, that I can see all his tattoos which I love so much. He kneels in front of me, gathering me up in his arms. He lays me down on the bed and lays beside me. I don't even have the energy to fight him. I'm just sobbing. I scramble out of the bed onto the floor.
"Goooo...." I whine. He crawls onto the floor beside me.
"Novah, stop. Stop crying, please. Please stop crying." He picks me up and places me on his lap. I cry into his chest reveling in his warmth and the faint smell of his cologne along with a hint of vodka from earlier. I fucking hate him right now but I'm so desperate for any comfort within this night of disappointment. He's been with two other women all in one night.
"I hate you..." I cry into his chest. He rubs his hand up and down my back.
"Shh....." he soothes. I try to stop sobbing and get myself off of him but I find myself just clinging on to him.
"Matt, go. I can't take it."
"No, I'm not leaving you. For god's sake, I love you." I freeze at his words and my mind immediately doubts the words. No. He's lying.
"No, you don't," I whine. His shirt is damp with my tears.
"Yes, I do. I didn't realize it until just now, but I do. I've never felt myself wanting someone so badly."
"But...but...you were...Alessia." I struggle to put into words what I just saw.
"Baby, I wish you could understand what you just saw, but you won't."
"You fucking liar!" I jump up out of his lap. "You fucking cheated! Twice!" I run out of the room and collide with Jon. I try to run past him but he stops me.
"Novah? What's wrong?!"
"He....I....." I start to sob again and I feel Jon wrap me in his embrace.
"Its gonna be okay, Novah. I'm here for you." Jon says softly.
"Matt, what happened?" Jon asks Matt. Jon smells like clean linen and mint. Very clean. His plain blue shirt also damp with my tears. Matt doesn't say anything. Jon tightens his grip around me and I look up at him. His blue eyes are warm but also...angry? Is he angry with me?
"Matt, what happened? Why is she sobbing for the sixtieth time today?"
"None of your fucking business, Jon."
"No, stop treating her like shit. If you wanna fuck around with every girl in town then go ahead but don't hurt Novah in the process."
"Do you wanna fuck, Novah? Cause' you seem awfully involved with her." Jon stays silent for a beat.
"Just because I'm not hurting her feelings doesn't mean I want to fuck her." I separate myself from Jon and turn to face Matt. His face is almost red and his fists are balled up at his side's. Jon's soft face is creased and fierce-looking.
"Jon, I'm warning you, Novah is off-limits. Don't fucking touch her," he says in a low and resonant voice.
"Well, if I could have her I wouldn't be abusing her." Matt lunges at Jon, wrestling him to the ground. No, no. Please. Not this again.
Fuck. I caused this. This is all my fault.
Matt doesn't hit Jon, though.
"Do you or do you not, want to fuck, my girl?!" Matt looks enraged and Jon looks just as angry. Jon shoves Matt off of him.
"Matt, you are out of your goddamned mind if you think I am going to stand by and watch you mistreat her."
"You like her, don't you?" he whispers. They're standing face to face in the middle of the hallway and people have started watching. Jon's face goes pale and he looks shocked.
"I never said anything like that," Jon says. Matt's expression is incandescent. Livid. He glares at Jon for a second longer before grabbing my arm and pulling me away from Jon. Jon grabs my waist and pulls me away from Matt.
"You can't just treat her like she's an object. Actually respect her." Jon says.
"Jon, I will give you two motherfucking seconds to get your goddamned hands off of my girlfriend." I back away from Jon to save him from a beating.
"Its okay Jon. You don't have to fight my battles. I'm sorry for causing this." Jon starts to say something but Matt sweeps me off my feet and swings me over his shoulders. He enters his room which is now, almost spotless.
I'm surprised he cleaned up.
He locks the door behind us and sets me down on the bed.
"Matt, I don't want to be in here, with you."
"Looks likes you don't have a choice. Who's fucking clothes are those?" he says, barely containing his anger. I look down at the black shirt and sweatpants, slightly embarrassed.
"Nobody's." I don't want to be the cause of Matt's only friendship, breaking up.
"They're Jon's aren't they?" he hisses.
"Yes." I squeak. He slowly rises from the bed and approaches the wall. I hear a loud Bam and see his fist collide with the wall.
"Matt, stop!" I hear banging on the door and Matt runs over and opens it. Jon rushes into the room.
"Matt, what is going on in here?"
"WHY IS SHE WEARING YOUR SHIT?!" Matt exclaims.
"She needed clothes to change into after her shower."
"Where did she shower?" Matt whispers dangerously low. Jon stands there silent. "YOU MEAN TO TELL ME SHE SHOWERED IN YOUR FUCKING ROOM?! FUCKING NAKED?!" I grab Matt's arm and turn him around. His face is red, his green eyes wild.
"Matt, calm down," I say softly.
"DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN! MY, SO-CALLED, BEST FRIEND WANTS INTO YOUR PANTS!"
"Don't speak to her like that!" Jon says from behind us. Matt turns around and punches Jon with all his force. I hear a loud crack.
"Matt!" I scream. I fall onto the floor beside Jon and cup his face. His nose is bleeding and crooked.
"Novah?" I hear a female voice. I look up and see Skylar.
"What are you doing with my boyfriend? Why is he hurt?" she looks between Matt, Jon, and I. "What the fuck is going on here?"
"Skylar, we need to get Jon to the hospital. Now."
"C'mon Jon," I say softly. He slowly gets on his feet. Skylar pulls her keys out of her pocket. I turn around and look at Matt. He looks angry and shocked al at the same time. I take his hand and we all walk out of the room.
To the hospital, we go. At 2:00 in the morning.
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