I warned myself that I shouldn't play with fire
But I can tell that I'll do it one more time
Don't trust in myself, no good for my health
You mess with my heart, now you're the reason why
I Warned Myself - Charlie Puth
Chapter Fourteen - You Know My Number
"Can you stop? Matt!" I giggled.
"Okay, okay I'll stop... for now," Matt smirked. One of his favorite things to do was tickle me. He liked doing it because he said my voice got all squeaky and high pitched, and it was funny when I squirmed around.
Being with Matt for the past few weeks was a breath of fresh air. I didn't have to worry about him being sneaky with other girls or worry about him disappearing on me. Matt was a great guy to be around. I felt like I could let out my silly side and he wouldn't judge me. I could see this going somewhere. We were still taking things slow and dating, but I knew this would last long.
"A couple of the guys are going to the movies tomorrow night. Do you want to tag along?"
"Wouldn't I be interrupting your guy date?" Matt rolled his eyes when I smiled.
"It's not a date! We're just hanging out. You don't have to come if you don't want to." Mat laid back on the bed then picked up his phone. It was weird to see Matt like this because he always seemed like a badass, but he showed me a softer side to him lately. I used to tease him about it. I'd tell him that he was acting like a bad boy because he wanted to impress me.
"I'll go. Don't cry, gosh."
"Talking shit?" I shook my head as I moved away from him.
"No, Matt!" He crawled on top of me then started tickling me again. I would never get tired of these moments.
I eventually had to go home because my parents would kill me if I came home late again. They freaked out last time and said I would start turning into Violet if I kept up that behavior. They were really hard on Violet. I wanted to speak up for her because it was wrong. Violet was trying really hard but she stopped after finding out Carson was still with his girlfriend. I'm not sure where she was going these days, but it seemed like Violet was never home anymore. She would never answer my texts or calls. I was worried about my sister. I knew there was only one person that was close to her that would know the answers, but it happened to be the person that I disliked the most.
Like always, Violet's bed was empty when I got home. I sighed then walked over to my bed and sat down. I wondered if I should text him and ask if he's seen, my sister. Who am I kidding? Zain wouldn't answer me. He was pissed at me after finding out that Matt and I were a thing. He's the one that messed up things with me, so why was it my fault? Yeah, it was his best friend, but we were never official. Zain treated me like I was just some girl he could have sex with whenever he felt like.
We established that it would be just sex but I never agreed for him to disrespect me. Back then I was stupid and allowed him to do whatever, but being with Matt makes me realize that I'm worth so much more. I shouldn't need a boy to make me feel this way, but Matt brought out a side of me that no other has.
I looked up when I heard the front door slam. My parents started bickering so I knew Violet was here. I was relieved when she walked into the room but winced when she slammed the door. I furrowed my eyebrows at my twin. She looked like she had been wrestling with a bear. Her clothes looked disheveled and her hair looked messy.
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