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I jumped off the kitchen work board, shaking with fear.
�What have you done to him?� I asked, tears forming in my eyes. I dreaded the answer. Matt didn�t listen to me; instead he took off his shirt and chucked it into the washing machine before going upstairs to dry off, a blank look on his face. I looked at James; then broke into tears. �He honestly didn�t do anything to me, what�s Matt done?� I cried James looked at me sympathetically, �He�s only trying to protect you; he cares about you� �Yer�.� I cried �well maybe he cares too much� I stormed off upstairs and into Matt�s bedroom, leaving James to clear up the muddy puddle Matt had brought in from the rain. I slammed the door shut, causing Matt to turn around in shock �Don�t slam the door� he said calmly �I�m not leaving until you tell me what you did to him� I said angrily, trying to act tough although it didn�t really show in my voice. �I gave him what he deserved� replied Matt �now you can go� I felt the sharp sting of tears forming in my eyes again �he didn�t deserve anything� I choked, before leaving his room and running into mine. That night I couldn�t sleep, I kept tossing and turning, and when I did nod off Charlie�s face appeared in my mind. He looked scared, hurt and alone. He was in pain and he needed help fast. It was a silent night and I was frightened to sleep just in case I heard the painful screams of Charlie in need of help, I cried myself to sleep to drown out the thoughts that kept me awake. |