I Was Kidnapped And Now I Have To Be Rescued By Mr. Conceited? Great. (EDITING!)

I Was Kidnapped And Now I Have To Be Rescued By Mr. Conceited? Great. Chapter 9

“Avery… Avery! Avery, wake up!”

       The soft, yet concerned voice was so comforting to hear through my nightmare, but I couldn’t bring myself to open my eyes to the person I knew all too well; the only person I had left. I suddenly felt someone shaking my shoulders gently.

My eyes snapped opened this time, surprised with the feeling of someone touching me. I noticed the dark shadow hovering over me. Beginning to panic, I pushed on the figure’s chest with all my force, trying to get him away from me. He didn’t even budge.

      Tears began to form in my eyes from my sudden frustration. I pushed on the person again, but he did nothing but continue to stay unmoving, still hovering over me from my side. I began to hit him on his chest, forcefully. “Get off! Get off me, please! Not again! Stop it! Please!” I begged, while trying to get out of his grasp on me. Once again, the figure was unaffected. My body relaxed as I gave up my fighting, while the tears streamed down my face unwillingly.

The person reached over to the side of the bed for a quick second, letting go of me for the first time. I took this as my chance, and quickly slipped out from underneath the covers. I made my way towards the door as fast as I could through the dark, stumbling a few times along the way.

      Suddenly, light flooded the room. I turned around reluctantly, seeing who the person was that was hovering over me. My breath caught in my throat when I saw the person I least expected to see at the moment.

“Avery…” His voice was strained.

      I took in the sight of Matt, studying everything about him. I noticed his hair, which was slightly sticking up, while some of it was flattened against his face from sleeping. I couldn’t help but notice how cute he looked when he woke up. I quickly pushed my thoughts away, remembering the whole scenario that had just happened.

My eyes then lowered from him face, down to his chest. Just then realizing that he was shirtless, I felt a faint blush come on to my face. I noticed the slight red marks on his chest, and blushed a deeper shade of pink. Even though I knew that Matt wasn’t affected by my hits, I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

      How could I be so stupid? How could I forget that I was with Matt now, and that I wouldn’t have to worry about Scott anymore?

He continued to sit in the same spot on his bed, while staring at me in shock. Neither one of us said anything; we just held each other’s gaze. I continued to linger by his door, trying to think of something coherent to say to break the tension , but soon realized that I didn’t know what to say or even do in that moment.

      Before I knew it, Matt was standing in front of me. His expression was all of a sudden soft. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him look so sincere before. “Avery…” He said again, while reaching out his hand to touch me. I quickly jerked away from his hand as it brushed against my shoulder. Guilt washed over me as I realized what I just did.

I brought my attention back up to Matt. A hurt expression crossed his face, but he quickly rearranged it in to a nonchalant one, trying to hide what he really felt. I gave him an apologetic look. I should have known better not to be like that around Matt. Of course I knew that he would never hurt me, but I couldn’t help it; it was my automatic reaction.

      He dropped his head to floor, pulling his gaze away from me, and he quickly took a step back, moving away from me. My heart sunk in my chest. I didn’t like the thought of Matt feeling like he had to stay far away from me so I would feel safer, because even though I never admitted it to him before, Matt made me feel so safe and protected.