Trouble - Me =/ (good books to read in english .TXT) 📗

Matt. You're better now. It's okay. You're strong. You can do this. Shh..." He soothes. And I thought I had mood swings. But, I have to admit, him stroking the back of my head and back, is very comforting. 

"Knock knock!" The cheerful voice of the doctor pulls us slightly apart, but he still holds my hand. "Good, you're awake. You look much better!"

"Umm... Thanks?" I respond, unsure of how I should. He types at the computer attached to the wall, and then comes over to me and directs me to stand up so I hesitantly do, knowing I'd have to let go of Cade, and I dont really trust the doctor. He just gives me a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach when I see him. Kind of like Cade's dad. But I do it anyways, and he begins making me do the post concussion procedure. It's done quickly and he tells me I can go get dressed in clean clothes and leave any time. I look down and realize again that I'm not wearing my original clothes. "Um, okay. Thanks." He leaves and I turn to Cade. "Who changed my clothes?"

"Uh... Um..." He clears his throat and looks down with his cheeks tinted, while he rubs the back of his neck.

"Cade!" I shreak. My cheeks heat up, and I look down.

 "I'm sorry! You're clothes were all muddy and gross and- and- um..." I cant help but laugh at his flustered state again, and he looks up shocked. "Are you laughing at me?" He gets off the bed slowly and takes a step towards me. 

"No, why would I do that?" I mock.

"So, you're laughing at me?" He takes two steps forward, and if he took one more I'd be in arms reach, so I take a step back. He lunges at me, taking me in his arms, and starts tickling my sides. 

"No! C-Cade p-please! No! C-Cade!" I attempt to get out, but it basically comes out in gibberish between laughs. I'm bend over already trying to get him to stop, and hes over me, so in attempt to make it so he cant see the bulge growing south, I fall the my knees, letting the over sized shirt I'm wearing fall over my lap. 

"Say you're sorry." He demands, never ceasing his actions.

"No!" I laugh.

"Say it."

"No!"

"Matt."

"N-no!" I feel tears rolling down my face from laughing so hard.

"Is everything alright in there?" Kyle's voice breaks through my laughing. 

"Yeah, great." Cade tells him.

"No! H-help me!" I laugh as he tickles harder and continue to struggle. The door opens and Kyle bursts out laughing. 

"Nah. Have fun." He laughs and goes to leave.

"N-no! Kyle! I t-thought we w-were fr-friends!" He just chuckles and leaves. "Okay okay fine! I'm sorry!" Cades tickling stops and he chuckles.

"Good boy." He helps me up but I turn my back to him, trying to figure out how to hide my... issue. So, I cross my arms over my chest to make me seem mad at him.

"I'm not a dog you know." I huff. I feel arms wrap around my stomach, a little too low for comfort in my current situation. His chin rests on my shoulder I turn slightly to look at him, and find his lip stuck out in a adorable pout.

"I'm sorry." He states in a baby voice. 

Ugh. Hes going to be the death of me. "Aww is the poor baby-waby so sad?" I mock in my own baby voice, and ruffle his cute messy hair. I turn in his arms, ignoring what I've been trying to hide, and rise my hand up, going past his scowl to his nose. "Boop!" 

He looks baffled. "Did you just... Boop... Me?" He asks, stupefied. I nod innocently and he raises an eyebrow. "That's a new one." I laugh at his statement.

"You're girlfriend has never done that?" Comes out of my mouth before I realize it, and I instantly tense. I had completely forgotten. The air becomes thick with tension. "Um," I clear my throat. "I'll go put, um, these on." I tell him, and rush off to the bathroom.

Chapter eighteen

 ~Matt~

 

By the time they said I could leave, it was too late for me to go home, so I stayed there again. But this time, they brought me upstairs to their house and let me stay in a guest bedroom, despite Mr. Evergreen's evident dislike for it. The morning was weird though. I woke up in Cade's truck, in new clothes, and we were on our way to school. "Cade?" I ask in a raspy voice thanks to me just waking up.

"Morning sleepy head." He chuckles. "You wouldnt wake up this morning so I just carried you here." He laughs again, but there is a certain edge to his voice. I cant tell what though...

"Okay..." I don't bother asking about the clothes. I already know the answer to that. "Shit." I mutter, remembering that tonight is the stupid dance I have to attend.

"What's wrong?" He asks, concern lacing his husky voice.

"Oh, nothing. Sorry. Just remembered that I never got clothes for tonight."

"That's fine. As long as you have black pants and a button up, you're good. No one will care. Plus, people dig the messy, 'I dont care' look." He assures me as we pull into the school parking lot. I nod and grab my bag... wait, how did he get that? Noticing my confused facial expression, he says, "I had Kyle drive your car to your house and tell your parents you wouldnt be there for the next few days since you needed to study so you'd just stay here, so he grabbed your bag while he was at it." I nod again.

"Who's clothes have I been wearing then?" I ask, though I have a faint idea because of the scent radiating off of them. He points to himself and I wonder why he didnt just say it, when I see a small girl running up to us. Shes about 5' 2" with silky blond locks, framing her heart shaped face. She has a cute little button nose between two hazel eyes. Not to mention a killer body. I mean, shes super fit! I'd be dying already, and her breathing doesnt even falter as she launches herself at Cade.

"Hey babe." She says with a smile on her face after he spins her around and releases her from there hug. Now that shes on the ground she turns to me. "Hi! I'm Callie!" She holds her hand out with a welcoming smile, and I'm shocked. This is his girlfriend? They are nothing alike! Hes all... grrr, all the time, and shes this little ray of sunshine. I take her hand in mine and finally remember how to speak after Cade chuckles a bit.

"Oh, right sorry. I'm Matt." I introduce myself. I cant help the pull I feel in my chest as I watch her grab his hand, but how could I ever dislike her? I mean, she seems so nice. She seems like the type of person who wouldnt hurt a fly. Plus, it's a silly... crush I guess. Hes her boyfriend, I'm not getting between that. I mean, I wouldnt even if she was a complete whore, cause Cade deserves so much better. I'm just a piece of trash, while hes over here looking like a fucking God.

"Oh, so this is Matt! I've heard so much about you!" She squeals. 

What? Who would even talk about me? "Y-you have?" I ask, in a small voice.

"Of course! I swear to you, those two never shut up about you. Babe, hes not annoying. He's so sweet!" She turns around to Cade with a smile on her face. His eyes widen and I choke on my laughter at the look on his face, I cant even describe it. He glares at me and shakes his head but the corners of his soft-looking lips tilt up anyways. "Yeah, Kyle and him get in fights all the time over you."

"T-they do?"

"Mhmm!" She hums with a smile. Does she stop smiling? I hope not, it's good some people are still happy in this fucked up world. "Kyle says what a great friend you are and Cade is always denying it and saying that you came in between the friends and that you're annoying but," She leans to my ear and whispers, "I can tell he's lying. He enjoys your company a lot."

"Okay! This has been great, but we should really get to class." He exclaims. He places his hand on the back of my neck lightly, just enough to guide me forward, quickly. He rushes me to my first class dispite my many protests.

"You're not in this class..." I state when he sits next to me. 

"I am, I just never go to class. I'm in all your classes." He says nonchalantly. I stare at him dumbfounded. Okay then...

"Hmm. Mr. Evergreen. How nice of you to join us." The teacher comments, with evident annoyance in his tone.

"Aww thank you Mister Jones! I wish I could say the same for you but I dont really like you so..." He trails off and puts his arms behind his head with his feet on the desk. Before I can stop myself, I smack them off. The laughter rippling through the classroom stops and even the teacher stares at me like I've grown two heads, opposed to his recent glare towards Cade.

"You know him? And you arent punching him by now?" He asks me and then turns to Cade. He sits up and turns to me. 

"Did you just hit me?" He asks. I nod and reach up to his face.

"Boop." I boop his nose and ruffle his hair, ignoring all the flabbergasted people around me. Cade huffs and crossed his arms over his muscular chest. 

It takes Mister Jones a few moments to snap out of his dazed state. "Um, okay. Let's uh, get started, shall we?" He starts the lesson and I spend most of it kicking Cade under the desks. He kicks me back and we just keep going back and forth, as the rest of our classes go. At lunch, he sits across from me and we start kicking each other again, and then I realize something is off. I look to the right of Cade and see Callie.

"Oh... H-hey Callie." I stutter, and cease my attacks on her boyfriend. It pains me to say that, but as I said, I cant bring myself to not like her. This would be so much easier if she was a bitch. Why did Cade have to have good taste in girls? She strikes up a conversation, but I cant bring myself to join. I stare off into space, when I feel my phone buzz in my lap. I look down and open the new message, and find that it's from Sky. She just wants to know if I'm okay since I havent been home. She also wanted to know if I was going to the dance. 

I tell her I am and then the bell rings and we go to class, where I certain someone sits by me, giving me the perfect opportunity to attack his legs with my feet again.