The Truth of a Secret

Chapter 14

--------Matt's POV--------

I'm ashamed. I don't know why I did it, but I did. It was like I had finally calmed down, but when I walked into the house and saw him kissing my sister, I just lost it. I mean he literally kissed my girlfriend 2 hours ago and now was kissing my sister. I couldn't help it, I had to teach him a lesson. But when Zoey tried to stop me, I pushed her. And for that I am ashamed. I should have just left the party, and not try to start a fight. And poor Nash, Carter, Taylor, and Jack G had to get involved. That's my fault. Plus, I'm pretty sure Zoey is never going to speak to me again. Why should she anyways? I was a jerk to her. I don't deserve her. And that brings me to what I'm doing now, sitting on Nash's back porch starring at the night sky, thinking about how big of an idiot I am. I'm the biggest idiot. No one could compete with me. And I can't just go home. I was supposed to stay for another week. My thoughts were interrupted by someone sitting down next to me. "I messed up." I said, even though I had no clue to who was sitting beside me, which didn't really matter at this point. Everyone knew I was an idiot. It had to be one of the boys because almost everyone left as soon as the fight was broken up. I had been sitting out here for about a good hour or so. "I know." It was Taylor. "Look, I'm sorry you had to get in the middle of this. I was an idiot. I should have know better." I apologized to him. "Me and Nash had to practically pry you off of Cameron. I'm pretty sure you broke his nose." Taylor laughed. "He deserved it." I said under my breathe. I tensed up at the thought of me breaking Cam's nose. Yep, Zoey is never going to forgive me. Or Abbs. She won't be speaking to me for a good 2 weeks at the least. "I know." Taylor said. "How badly do you think I screwed things up with Zoey?" I asked. I felt like crap for what I did to her. I needed someone else's opinion. "Judging by the fact that she hasn't left her room since the fight and that every time you walk by her room you hear someone crying, I say you broke a new record." Taylor said. I sighed. "That bad, huh?" I said closing my eyes. I just wished this was all a bad dream. It sure felt like it. "Look, Cameron is inside and the all the guys, including myself, think that you should really talk to him." Taylor said standing up. "Ok." I said joining him. We walked inside to find Cameron holding an ice pack on his nose. Nash was standing to the side with one on his eye. Jack G had one on his shoulder and Carter was in a sling
. I caused all of this. Once everyone noticed I was there they cleared out of the room leaving me and Cameron. I sat down across from him. I apologized and told him that I was just tired of his crap with Zoey and Abbs. He apologized and we just kinda changed the subject. A few minutes later all of the guys came into the room. It was like the fight had never happened, well except the fact that most of us had ice packs.

--------Zoey's POV--------

I just can't believe that Matt would ever do something like that. The memory of the fight kept replaying in my mind. He seemed so nice and sweet. He acted like he actually liked me. I know that he was jealous, but Cameron kissed me on the cheek. It wasn't like he had a freakin make out session in front of him. And if it bothered him that much, he should have just talked to me about it. Instead of beating Cameron up and causing this big scene. But what surprised me that most was when he pushed me. It wasn't the fact that he pushed me, but the way his eyes looked. They were filled with hate. And I didn't like that at all. It scared me. I was truly scared. I was scared of him. I didn't know what to do. I was to terrified of him. Luckily Nash, Taylor, Jack G, and Carter stopped it. I really owed them one. Hayes held me, trying to comfort me. Then he commanded me to go upstairs. People started to clear out of the room. But on my way up I did something stupid, I turned around to see what was going on. And at that moment my eyes met Matt's. His hatred filled eyes.