Broken and Mended

I was shy and not close to people at all that was for sure, nor trusting of anyone, but Matt was so nice to me and he seemed to care... I couldn't let him get hurt on my accord. It wasn't right. But he didn't need to know that, I wouldn't show that kind of emotion in my face. I never have. "Don't be so sure about that. If he's wasted again we're both screwed...."

@ rachthebat

"If he's wasted, then his judgement will be off. He won't be so steady on his feet. Do you trust me?" Matt asked her before he crowded her again, putting his back to her front to try and protect her. The beating of the door came to a halt, both looking in its direction, wide eyed, before it flew open, barely hanging on by its hinges. Matt swallowed thickly as a heavy set man came into view, blood shot eyes settling on him.

"Who the fuck are you?!"

@ thedesolaterose

"Yes but I-" My sentence was cut off as I looked up in shock, fear suddenly settling over me, peeking out from around Matt's side. I bite my lip and look up at the man in front of us, his eyes full of rage, the practically slaughtered door saying it all. "Please calm down." I whimper, choking back a sob, seemingly already feeling ten times smaller than I already was.

@ rachthebat

Matt hit back as the man lunged for them, holding his arm up to block the flying fists that were coming for his face. All of his training and experience with the marines was being put to the test now, having to think fast on his feet. Grabbing onto the guy's arm, he pulled it back behind the man's back, the sickening crunch of bone resonating around the dim room. "If I let you go, are you gonna play nice?"

@ thedesolaterose

I look over at them both, my jaw dropping slightly, not expecting him to have been able to be unharmed considering how strong my father was. I flinch a bit at the sound of a bone snapping, covering my ears, stepping back away from them quickly, a sick feeling brewing in my stomach from the sound.

He was going to kill Matt for that...

@ rachthebat

Matt grappled with the guy, losing his footing and falling to the floor with a grunt. Breathing heavily, he opened his eyes and shouted as he watched the man advance towards Maria, his eyes narrowed to slits. "Don't touch her!"

@ thedesolaterose

I look up in fear, then sinking to my knees quickly in defeat, sobbing and covering my ears as I shake my head denying the fact that he would probably kill me now. Feeling a set of huge hands wrap around my neck tightly, I look up my eyes wide, my own hands trying to pry them off of my neck as I gasp for air. The only thing that was really clear to me was his menacing words.

"Such a coward..."

@ rachthebat

Scrambling to his feet, Matt ignored the pain in his shoulder and lunged at the man, knocking him into the corner of the room. With no spare second to check on Maria, he started to hit who he guessed was her father, punching him, throwing his whole body weight behind the hits. After what seemed hours of fighting and kicking, Matt slumped over, out of breath and bloody. "We need to get out of here," he hissed, checking to see that the guy was still knocked out.

@ thedesolaterose

I nod my head, pulling him by his arm out the door, tears falling down my face as I close the door behind us leaving my father in. I quickly shut the lock and bolt the door shut, then looking down the hallway, bruised already forming on my neck. Knowing my father he definitely had more up his sleeve than that, especially at times like this when he was that wasted. "He may have company..." I whisper, looking around still as I cautiously start to walk down the hallway.

@ rachthebat

"Company?" Matt led the girl lead him down the hallway, both of them straining their ears for even the slightest sound. The faint smell of tobacco smoke clung to the air, Matt wrinkling his nose at it. The house was shrouded in darkness, Matt wondering if his colleagues had begun searching for him yet. "Jesus, Maria, what the hell does he do to you?"

@ thedesolaterose

I shake my head, not wanting to answer, my eyes straining to see in the darkness but having much trouble considering I didn't know my way around the house very well. I was always locked in that basement... "We're never going to get out of here... You don't know what you got yourself into..." I grumble, sighing as I lean against a wall, dropping onto the floor pathetically.

@ rachthebat

I shake my head, not wanting to answer, my eyes straining to see in the darkness but having much trouble considering I didn't know my way around the house very well. I was always locked in that basement... "We're never going to get out of here... You don't know what you got yourself into..." I grumble, sighing as I lean against a wall, dropping onto the floor pathetically.

@ rachthebat

(Sorry Mibba is giving me problems today-_-)

Matt let her reluctance to answer him, slide, thinking she would probably need to feel safe and comfortable before she opened up to him. "Hey," Matt murmured, holding his hand out, palm up, for her to take. "You can't think like that, we will get out of here, I promise." Pulling Maria to her feet, he kept her close to him as they manoeuvred their way into what felt like the kitchen. Smoothing his hand across the wall, he fumbled for a light switch, anything to help them see exactly where they were.

(It's okay, Mibba has been giving me problems for ages >.<)

@ thedesolaterose

I nod my head looking down silently, wondering how someone could be so kind to a mess up like me, but followed regardless. Reaching the kitchen, I blindly made my way to the middle, reaching up to a chain near the ceiling fan, remembering this room in the house at least when my father had people over. "Curse my shortness!" I hiss, being only 4'10", I had to stand on a chair to actually pull the chain.

(It never used to give me this much of a hard time! I haven't used it in years though:P)

@ rachthebat

Matt chuckled as he watched Maria try to clamber onto a chair in the dark. "Here, let me." Easily dwarfing her petite stature, he reached up and pulled on the cord, light flooding the small room instantaneously. Looking around, he glanced at the amount of empty beer bottles that were balancing on top of an already full bin, the dirty dishes in the sink. There was a faint smell of mouldy food coming from somewhere, Matt making a face at it. Spotting an open window, he stepped over to it, careful not to make a sound. "You think you could fit through there?" He whispered over his shoulder.

@ thedesolaterose

"Yes. I definitely think I could fit through that... The amount of small spaces I have hid in is astonishing..." I nod my head, looking over at him, the down at myself quickly realizing there was actually light to see myself clearly for once. The bruises on my arms were many and also in many shapes and sizes, mostly blue and black from being so recent and struck with such a strong force. At least most of the scars on my arms were covered from the bruises...

@ rachthebat

Matt watched her as she looked down at herself, his eyes following hers as she blushed at her injuries. Taking a tentative step forward, he placed a finger under her chin and tipped her head up to look into his eyes. "Don't feel ashamed, it wasn't your fault," he murmured, his voice raspy. Sending her a reassuring smile, he stepped back and helped her up onto the kitchen counter, mindful of her injuries. "When you get through, run around and unlock the front door for me, I'll meet you there."

@ thedesolaterose

I bite my lip and nod my head, a tear falling from my eye at his kind words, having never really been spoken to like that. I quickly look out the window and nod my head, then looking back at him, my face slightly twisting with worry. "Be careful... Don't let anyone see you... You never know when someone with just show up around a corner... Trust me... I've been there..." I whisper, slipping out of the window and starting to run my way around the massive house.

@ rachthebat

Matt watched her climb through the window, pulling the handle back towards him as soon as she was safely outside. Holding up two fingers, he flicking the latch shut and climbed down off the counter, righting his shirt. Debating whether to leave the light on, he tugged on the cord, not wanting to raise any further suspicion and slipped out of the door. Half way down the hallway, he heard a soft creek behind him, his body stiffening as the sound got closer and closer to him.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" A voice growled out of the darkness.

@ thedesolaterose