Chapter fifty
Novah
Even though I'm chicken-shit tired I'm the only one who's not drunk, high, or injured so I have to drive.
Matt is in the passenger seat because he would not sit next to Jon.
"Everything good back there, Jon?" I ask.
"Yeah, Jon. Everything good?" Matt asks sarcastically.
"Stop being a fucking brat," I say, out of irritation to Matt.
"He's a fucking traitor." Matt counters.
"No, he's not." Jon's a sweetheart.
"I'm sorry if you thought...." Jon starts apologizing.
"You obviously wanna fuck the shit out of Novah!"
"Matt, stop," I say.
"Wait, what? Jon.....is that true?" Skylar asks. She's might be high but she's not deaf.
"No, Sky. I never said anything like that about Novah." Matt cranes his neck back to look at Jon.
"Look me in the eye and tell me that you have no feelings, whatsoever, for Novah," Matt says calmly. I can't turn around and see Jon's expression because I'm driving but Jon seems to pale when he's nervous.
"I don't have any feelings towards Novah," Jon says.
"I just want you to know, that in case you were jacking off to her picture or some sick shit like that, you're never gonna have her. Ever."
"Matt, you are the biggest fucking jerk ever! Shut the fuck up! He's your best friend and he cares about you. Stop talking to him like he's garbage. God, you make me never wanna be with you!" I shout. The car goes dead silent and Matt doesn't say or do anything.
"I didn't know you felt that way," Matt says in a monotone voice after a few minutes. For a second I almost feel bad for him but then I remember him pressing Alessia against the wall. Denise sitting on his lap like a little fucking pet. "Well, I didn't feel that way until I saw you with those...."
"How do you want me to prove that I only want to be with you?!" Matt exclaims.
"Maybe, she wants you to not stand her up. That's a first." Jon says.
"Jon, why don't you shut the fuck up?"
"I'm sorry, is your nose broken?" Jon asks.
"I wish I could break it some more," Matt mutters. The hospital's bright red sign comes into view and I pull into the parking lot. I turn off the car and get out along with Skylar, Jon, and Matt. Jon's nose has not stopped bleeding at all. Skylar is holding Jon's hand and walking towards the entrance of the hospital. We didn't want to go to the ER because we didn't think it was urgent enough. I start to walk towards the entrance as well but Matt pulls me back.
"I want to talk to you for a second." he places his hands on my waist and pulls me close. "Did you really mean what you said?" he whispers. I take a minute to think. Of course, I didn't mean it but I need to stand up for myself. I want to be with Matt but I don't think he wants what I want. A serious relationship.
"Well, I...I don't think you and I are compatible. We want different things and different lifestyles."
"What do you mean? The only thing that I want right now is you. In my life. I don't care about anything else."
"Its infatuation, Matt."
"No, it's not. I would know if it was infatuation. I really, really like you."
"How could you know that already? You barely know me."
"I know enough about you. And I'm not going of off fucking evidence that you're a beautiful person. I'm going off of what I feel when I'm around you."
Shit. What do I say?
"Then, explain what happened with Alessia earlier."
"She was drunk and horny as always and she wanted to have sex and I didn't. I was pissed and feeling very shitty and she basically blackmailed me."
"How?"
"She threatened to tell.....someone, something I didn't want them to know."
"Who?"
"Someone."
"A girl?" I ask. He pauses and exhales.
"You," he says quietly. Now, I feel shitty.
"So you have no feelings for her, whatsoever."
"None at all."
"How many times have you guys..." I don't even want to think about Matt having sex with another girl.
"Like, a few times," he tells me. I stare at him, probing for more.
"Between five and ten times, I don't know. It was so fucking mediocre. She begged to give me blow jobs. I didn't give a shit." I look down at the floor. Between five and ten times. Wow. We've only done it three or four times. He tilts my chin up.
"What I mean is, I enjoy everything when I'm around you. Sex being my favorite. But I want you to be a part of my life. Forever. "
"How do I know you won't cheat again?"
"Ask Alessia, ask anyone. I haven't cheated. I promise. You think I would lie to you?" he says, reassuringly. I contemplate his words.
"I don't know Matt. I just don't think we're right for each other."
"Okay, how did you feel when we aren't fighting?" he asks.
"I mean, we fight pretty much every day."
"I'll be on my best behavior. I just need a second chance."
"But I've given you second chances already and you disappointed me every time." I remind him of all those times he's fucking broken my heart. He sighs.
"You're right....I'm a fucking disappointment and I don't deserve you." he brings my hand up to his lips and kisses it tenderly. "I'm sorry that I disappointed you so many times." He turns and starts walking towards the entrance of the hospital. I catch up to him, grabbing his hand.
"No, you can't just give up, like that."
"But you just gave me all the reasons I should stay away from you. It's okay. I won't be a problem anymore." he continues walking away from me.
"No. Matt," I walk in front of him, stopping him. He pulls me into a hug, wrapping his arms around me securely.
"Baby, what do you want from me? I obviously can't give you what you want," he says softly. I love being in his embrace. It's so comforting. Even if he's literally telling me about how he's giving up.
"I want you to just try."
"You still want me?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Yeah," I say. He sweeps me off my feet, bridal style.
"Matt," I squeal. He presses his lips against mine. "I meant everything I said. You are the one for me."
"How do you know?"
"Cause' nobody has gotten me to tell them I love them." his green eyes sink into mine, devouring me. Encouraging me to believe him.
He stares at me for a second longer before putting me back down.
"Are you mad at Jon?" I ask as we walk in the entrance.
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because. I can always tell when a guy has his eyes on you."
"Maybe, he just cares about me."
"Maybe. But I can't take any chances. I want you all to myself." he says possessively
We walk up to the front desk.
"Jon Villaneuva," Matt asks the receptionist.
"He's with a doctor right now. His girlfriend is in there with him." the lady says with a warm smile. She looks very warm. She's an older black lady with glasses that hang on a necklace chain. I smile at her.
"Thank you," I say. I take Matt's hand and we sit down in the chairs that are placed in the lobby.
Matt squirms in his seat like a toddler.
"What's wrong?"
"I can't tell you," he says with a smirk.
"Tell me...." I whisper. He scoots closer and puts his mouth close to my ear.
"Have you ever had sex in a public bathroom?" he asks. I look around to see if anyone is watching or listening. I look at him questioningly. He has smiling charmingly.
"No," I say, embarrassed. He smiles continues smiling. I can tell he's thinking of all sorts of things. He sits back in his chair and I'm just left there, wondering what that would be like. He's so good at....anything sexual. I look over at him, expecting him to continue but he's sitting back with a neutral expression.
"Why?" I ask.
"No reason," he says casually. He's such a tease. Fuck. If we were in his room I could tease him to no end but we're at the hospital. I decide to do something else.
"I actually have a friend that works here. Let me go say to hi to him." I stand up but Matt quickly grabs my hand and sits me back down.
"Who?" he asks suspiciously.
"His name is Will. You should meet him. He's adorable." I stand back up and start to walk towards the hallway. Matt quickly stands up and takes my hand. He places his other hand on my behind and squeezes softly.
"We're in a hallway, Matt."
"So? We're about to be in a bathroom." I shudder in anticipation.
"Don't you want to meet Will?" I ask innocently. Will isn't even a real person. He narrows his eyes at me before swiftly pulling me into the nearest restroom and locking the door.
"Now, you're really gonna get it."
"This is a men's restroom."
"I'm gonna throw away those fucking clothes later," he says glaring at my clothes. I look down at the clothes.
"Why?"
"You're wearing another man's clothes, right now."
"But its not just any guy...."
"I don't care. I only want you to wear my clothes." he takes a few steps towards me and I back up against the wall. I always feel awkward in confined spaces.
"Remember the elevator?" he asks. He starts to snake his hand underneath my shirt.
"Yes."
"You wanna know what I was thinking about?" he unclasps my bra and hangs it on a rail.
"What were you thinking about?" I ask breathily. His eyes go dark and his breathing hitches.
"I wanted to spread your legs and eat you out. Right on the elevator floor." I bite my lip, in arousal. He drops my pants to the floor, exposing my black thong.
"Turn."
"I don't want to," I tell him. He turns around and looks at me.
"Oh, so you wore a thong?"
"For you."
"For me?" he turns me back around to face me. "You're so thoughtful," he says darkly. He leans in to kiss me but instead lifts my shirt over my head.
"What are you gonna do?" I ask. He smiles at me before lifting me up onto him. He takes my breast into his mouth and I groan softly. He sucks on my nipple gently and I can feel him growing hard underneath me. He moves to my neck, sucking my earlobe, trailing kisses down my neck. He gets onto his knees in front of me, hooks his fingers onto my panties, pulling them down slowly. He buries his face between my thighs.
"Oh my god, Matt." I tug on his hair and he moans in between my legs. His tongue massages my clit sending pleasure throughout my whole body.
"Oh, god. Right there." I moan. He stops.
"Why'd you stop?" I pant.
"You really think I'm going to let you cum?"
I look at him, very much confused.
"I'm kidding, babe." he pulls his pants down and lifts me onto him. I wrap my legs around his waist and he eases into me.
"Fuck, so tight," he groans. He pushes me against the wall and thrusts in again. I moan loudly.
"Hush," Matt says. He thrusts in again.
"Go faster," I tell him. He thrusts faster, applying more pressure. I bite down on my tongue to keep from screaming.
"Come on, Novah. I'm so close."
"Mmmmm.....That feels so good." he swivels his hips repeatedly. "Oh my god!" I yell. I feel a warmth spread throughout me and I combust, panting, and sweating.
"Novahhhh......" Matt sighs and I feel him release inside of me. "I love you," he murmurs. I pull up my panties and sweatpants. I give him a kiss on the cheek instead of a reciprocated I love you. I'm just not ready to say it yet. I grab my bra and put it back on.
"Let me help you with that." he comes up behind me and clasps my bra, his fingers lingering on the nape of my neck. He kisses me ever so gently on my neck.
"We have to go back," I say breathlessly. He slaps my ass.
"Fun-sucker." he pouts. I bend down to grab my shirt but Matt snatches it off the floor before I can.
"Are you serious?"
"I already told you, I don't want you to wear Jon's clothes." He takes off his white shirt and hands it to me. I roll my eyes at him and take the shirt. "And, roll your eyes at me again and I'll bend you over my knee and spank you." I breathe in sharply, so aroused by his words. I've never been spanked but its something I'm definitely looking forward to. I'll have to be defiant more often. I put his shirt on and he puts on Jon's. I giggle. It's much tighter on him since he's taller and musclier than Jon.
"Are you sure...."
"Yep." he promptly dismisses. I walk over to the sink and wash my hands. I hear a leaking sound. I turn around and see Matt peeing in the urinal.
"Matt, what are you doing?"
"Peeing. What else would I be doing?" I turn around and finish washing my hands.
"I'll be outside." I walk out the door and see a guy standing right there. Shit. Fuck. How do I explain why I was in the men's bathroom? The guy looks at me, bewildered.
"Are you trans?"
"Umm....no," I respond, awkwardly. Matt walks out of the bathroom.
"Is there a problem, babe?" the guy looks between the two of us, shrugs, and walks into the bathroom. As soon as the guy closes the door Matt starts to laugh.
"Hey, that's not funny."
"Yeah, it is."
"He thought I was trans?"
"He was just confused." I roll my eyes and start to walk back to the lobby. I sit back down in one of the chairs. I don't have my phone so there's really nothing to do. Matt sits down next to me.
"What's the attitude for?" he asks. He grabs the drawstring on my pants and starts to fidget with it.
"What attitude?"
"Don't act like you don't know."
"What attitude?" I say with a confused smile. He smiles at me.
"I love your smile." I smile again and he snickers. I see Skylar walk out into the lobby. I stand up and walk over to her.
"What happened?"
"Jon's nose isn't broken, thankfully. Just swollen and bleeding so the doctor just gave him some painkillers and said to keep applying pressure." Skylar tells me.
"Thank god. I was really worried. I love your jeans by the way." she has black ripped jeans and a black tube top on. Even though she's been partying for the last six hours, she still looks pretty.
"Thanks boo." she smiles at me and then Jon walks out into the lobby with a nose brace and a bottle of pills. He gives us a thumbs up. I smile in relief.252Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuTyIrhUh62
Thank god he's not hurt.
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