*Matts POV*

Morgan fell asleep immediately, but I stayed awake. I couldn't sleep, not after what she told me. At first glance Morgan didn't look like someone who was the slight bit depressed. She has no one.

I thought intensely, staring at the season for what seemed like hours. I knew nothing about Morgan. I did know something though; I want to be the one who's always there for her, the one she can go to when she's upset. The one who will always be there for her... unlike her family.

I noticed Morgan's phone on the nightstand, I slowly reached over and grabbed it without her waking up.

She didn't have a lock on it, so I looked through it. I went to her messages where sure enough, there was messages from Andrew. I looked through them reading some of them. They were awful. This poor girl. I wondered if the rest of her family was like this or if it was just him. The worst text message from him that I found was telling Morgan something about how she didn't deserve her life.

I was shocked, a sensation I had been feeling a lot lately.

Then a her phone vibrated, and I jumped, a text had just come in from who else but Andrew. It read:

Oh so you think you can just leave, you little bitch. Well i'll tell you what, you're gunna have a visitor at your house when you get back from your little trip.

I couldn't let Morgan leave now, not after seeing that and I certainly couldn't let her go back by herself. I couldn't lose her. I couldn't let anything happen to her. I want to be that one person who she trusts.

The sun was starting to shine through the windows. I put her phone back on the nightstand and went to take a shower.

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As I walked back into my room Morgan was staring at her phone in shock. She must have seen the text message.

"Everything okay?" I questioned.

"Yeah, it's nothing." She lied.

I sat down next to her.

"You can tell me anything ya know"

"I know, I just rather not get you into this... it's complicated and will probably end badly."

I nodded my head as she got up to go and change.

*Morgan's POV*

Normally I tried to ignore Andrews text because they were a load of shit, but this one scared me. Andrew was powerful. What the hell was he going to do. I had to leave, now.

I raced upstairs.

"Matt, can you take me to my hotel, I..I can't stay here.. something came up" I said trying to stay calm.

"Oh... okay." He said.

He looked really concerned.

We got into the car and we started driving to the hotel.

"I don't want you going home alone" He blurted out.

"What..?" I said.

"I'm going with you, I'm not letting you go back alone."

"Matt, I can't let you do that... I really don't what to get you into this fucking mess"

We both sat there, not sure what to say. I ran into the hotel and grabbed my things as quickly as I could, and checked out early.

"Drive me to the airport." I told Matt.

"Morgan, I don't want you going home alone, what if... what if something happens to you"

"Nothing is going to happen to me... and if anything did.. who would give three fucks."

"I would." He said shyly

I could feel the look of shock come across my face. I knew he was my boyfriend and all... which I had forgotten until I just reminded myself of it. Why was he so worried though, I was just going home to boring old Andover where everyone hates me and nothing ever happens.

"Why are you so worried?"

"You're my girlfriend, and I..I..-"

I cut him off,

"You saw Andrew's text didn't you?"

"Yes"