We arrived at Brian's house in about 15 minutes. I felt safe on the bike and the freedom that I had on it was something one would only dream of. Once the bike was turned off and was safely secured on the ground, I placed the elephant onto the ground, took of the helmet and shook my hair. Matt nibbled onto his lip ring, keeping his eyes on me. I rolled my hazel orbits playfully at him. He took a step closer to me, leaning down to press another sweet kiss onto my lips. The kiss was quick, but just as amazing as the one we shared not too long ago. He pressed his forehead onto mine, smiling at me. I couldn't help but smile back. He was just too damn cute.

"C'mon, we got some motherfuckers to see." Matt said, a low chuckle coming from his throat. I followed him, holding the purple elephant close to myself. I walked inside Brian's house quietly, just in case if they were still sleeping. Brian wasn't one to wake up when he was sleeping. They were all stay in the kitchen; their bodies toward us. Shit.

"Thanks for inviting us," Zack began. "Have fun having sex without us?"

"We didn't fuck," Matt growled, but I put my hand onto his bicep to keep himself together.

"We went to the boardwalk." I said with a cheesey smile on my face. My arms stretched out to show the guys the purple elephant Matt had won me.

"That's cute!" Jimmy perked up, "He's a keeper. I always knew it."

I couldn't help but giggle at him. But being the asshole Brian is, he crashed the situation. "So, what are you guys now? Friends with Benefits? Fuck buddies? Together?"

Matt's hazel orbitals rolled in their sockets. He was annoyed, and he could was going to reach his breaking point. "Brian, we're just friends. I can't win my fucking friend a fucking elephant? I mean, I'd get you guys one, but that'd be a little gay."

"We're all sleeping together anyways." Zack pipped in.

"Shut up." Matt chuckled, starting to feel a little better. My arms linked with Matt's and my head leaned against his muscle. He was in good shape, damn. "But, are we all going to do something? We're in the mood now to get out again."

Brian shrugged, "How about the spot? Since Anabelle's in the group now... she needs to go there."

"The spot?" My head tilted, and my eyes scanned up his torso to meet his own.

"It's a place in the woods. You'll like it." Matt smiled down at me and placed his lips onto my forehead. My eyes closed at the contact.

"Definitely fuck buddies." Zack mumbled under his breath as he made his way outside to Brian's car. I assumed that we were all going to pile in his car, which I wouldn't mind. We all followed Zack and I left the elephant onto the kitchen table. Brian sat in the driver's seat of course, Zack was in the front with him, Jimmy was on the left side, I was in the middle and Matt was on the right.

"Ready?" Brian asked, starting to back out.

"Do we have the 40s?" Matt asked, looking at him.

"Fuck! Jimmy can you steal them?" Brian rolled his eyes and looked over at him. He nodded in agreement and Brian proceeded to back out. Matt hand slipped into mine, lacing our fingers together. He hid our hands inbetween our legs. My cheeks burned and my teeth sank into my bottom lip. He leaned down and kissed my shoulder.

"No making out back there!" Brian chuckled. Matt groaned and rolled his eyes. I could tell that he wanted to me to be his as much as I wanted to be, too. However, now wasn't the time. We drove to the spot and I guess it was at a park. I tilted my head a him, raising my brows at him. He asked me if I trusted him, which I do. We walked out of the car, at which Matt unlaced our fingers and slid his hand out of mine. I followed them with my hands into my pockets. It took a while to get to the spot, and it was in the middle of some trees and bushes. It was hidden from the world, which would be a great place...

"Uh, Anabelle?" Jimmy said, waving a hand in front of my face.

I blinked, shaking my head, "Yeah?"

"I asked if you wanted a smoke." He laughed, showing me the cigarette.

I shook my head, "No thanks. I don't smoke." For some reason, Matt's lips curled into a smile. I don't know why, but I smiled back.

We talked about everything from how much I enjoyed Huntington to past relatoinships. Every person described the bitch that they dated, talked shit, and then sighed. They would never revealed that they missed their old girlfriends. Then, it was my turn. I didn't want to talk about my ex-boyfriend at all. I nibbled onto my bottom lip, shaking my head, "No, I'd rather not share."

Matt's hazel orbs clouded with worry, "What happened? What did he do to you?" His bicep muscle twitched as he started to get tense. I pressed my lips together, preparing my story for them. They all scooted closer and I took a sip of the 40.

"Alright," I began. I knew this was going to be bad. The other girlfriends weren't as bad as... he was. "I dated this boy from New York -"

"Name?" Johnny pipped in.

"Daniel." I muttered, then closed my eyes. "Well, we were perfect for each other. Or what it seemed like anyways. I wanted him more than anyone. He was actually a reason I had to move to New York. Anyways, he was extremely nice when we started dating. He was like, my best friend. Y'know? We did everything together. He was my first, too. But, I guess I wasn't good enough for him as the months went on. He started to physically and emotionally abuse me. I started to believe that I was a piece of shit, too." Tears started to brim my eyes as I stood up, pushing my shorts down as I revealed my scars to them. "That was the outcome. And to be honest, I still cut now. It's right in my mind still, that - that I'm not fucking good enough."

Matt stood up, wrapping his thick, colorful arms around me. "You are good enough. " He whispered, holding me tighter. "He's a fucking dickward, Anabelle. You have me." He reassured me. I nodded, continued to hold him tightly against my frame.

"I should get home." I mumbled. The guys agreed, but before getting into a huge group hug with the guys. It felt safe in their arms, but I knew that it was going to get better.

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I went straight out of Brian's car into mine. I didn't want to see to them after showing them my scars. I turned my engine on, and Matt hit the window. I jumped, then looked over at him, 'Fuck you!' I mouthed. A small laugh escaped my lips, but I backed out of the driveway. I waved to him, but he returned with a glare.

I wanted to be home as soon as I could. I sped up, getting home in a short time. As soon as I got home, I locked the car and run inside. My parents weren't home, thank god. I continued to run up the stairs, going straight into my bedroom. The pain of Daniel intruded my mind, crushing every happy thought. I was back where I was before I moved here. I opened my underwear drawer, throwing the fabrics to the floor. Finally, I found it. The cool blade. I picked it up, staring at it. I was going to do it again.

I flipped the blade inbetween my fingers, getting the courage to do it again. "You can do this." I whispered, licking my lips as I brought it closer to my wrist. I held it loosely, then poked it through the soft skin, already seeing the dark red blood come out through the puncture. I hissed in pain, then slowly dragged down my wrist. "Fuck..." I cursed, then repeated the motion again below the previous cut. I knew I need to stop, but I made one more cut.

There was a knock on my bedroom door, "Anabelle?" The voice called. The voice was Matt's. I dropped the razor from the sudden jump.

"Ye-eah?" I stuttered. Before I could make any movement, Matt pushed the door open, looking at me like he had just seen a ghost. He rushed to me, wrapping his arms protectively around me.

"Anabelle," He whispered, tears filling his eyes. "How could you do this to yourself?" He asked, removing his shirt and tied it around the cuts to stop the bleeding.

"No one can save me..." I whispered, too scared to speak.

"I can." He replied, then pressed his lips onto mine. I couldn't help but kiss him back and wrap my arms around him. He kissed me lovingly, with every fiber in his body. His hands cupped my face and in response, my hands held onto his wrists. I let go of his wrists, then pulled back.

"You can." I smiled, looking up at him.

"Be mine, Anabelle?" He asked, keeping his eyes locked on mine.

"Of course, Matthew. I will." I grinned, pulling him in for another kiss. He kissed back, then pulled back. He looked at me, then took my wrist. He placed kisses onto my wrist, making me bite my lip.

"Don't ever, ever do that again. " He whispred, then pressed his lips onto mine quickly. "Promise?"

"I promise you." I whispered, wrapping my arms around his neck. He placed his hands onto my waist, pressing his forehead onto mine.

"I don't wanna miss one smile, I don't wanna miss one kiss. I just want to be here with you, just like this. I just want to hold you close, feel your heart so close to mine. And just stay here in this moment, for all the rest of time." Matt sang softly to me as he pretened to slow dance. I closed my eyes and he placed a small kiss upon my forehead.

I released from his embrace, taking his hand and walked over to my bed. I laid down, tugging him down. "What's this?" He asked, a smirk coming onto his lips.

"Cuddles." I laughed softly. He chuckled, wrapping his arms around me. I nuzzled into his chest. I closed my eyes, starting to feel drousy.

"Don't worry," He whispered, kissing my temple, "Sleep. I'll be here when you wake up. I promise you."

Notes

So, this isn't my best, but I wanted to update. Here we go!
Enjoy. <3
Jess x