A/N: Isn't this a weird chapter to end the story with?

[Reader's P.O.V]

Oh, Matt... Why must you do this? When I start to...you decided to... I threw myself on my bed, planting my face on my pillow. I screamed as loudly as I could. After screaming, I laid down on my bed and hugged my pillow. "Matt..." Just then, a knock was heard from the door. Expecting for it to be Matt, I immediately jumped up, letting my hopes up.

Sadly, it was only Francois.

"What do you want?" I huffed. He raised his cigarette to smoke, making me roll my eyes. "I see you have a problem, Oui?" He threw the cigarette somewhere, making me worry about starting a fire. He slowly walked over to me, but I did not care. "Go away." Was the only thing I have said. I heard a snicker from him, then did not expect what he was about to do next.

He went on top of me.

"W-What do you think you're doing?!" I tried struggling, but to no avail. He was too strong, even for the likes of me. He rolled his eyes, and went closer. Then, the thought came into my useless brain. I was not scared anymore.

"I know, you're not going to do it, are you?" He raised his eyebrow, pretending to not know what I was talking about. I stared at him for a while, then he sighed. "You can't bring yourself to do it...for Matt, right? You care for him. As if he was your own son. Well, he is." He chuckled. "You got me." Then I raised my eyebrow, wondering why he is really on top of me.

"This is basically the only way I can let you listen to me, so pay attention." He slowly leaned near my ear, making me whimper. "The only way to..." He whispered, making me widen my eyes. "R-Really?" He nodded, leaning back. "Okay. Thank you." I smiled. Then a gasp was heard from the doorway.

It was Matt.

Isn't this cliché? Matt lowered his head, shaking. "F*cking sorry to disturb you." He ran off. I struggled underneath Francois, eventually escaping from his grasp. I ran off, leaving Francois in my bedroom. "Good luck." He said, before I disappeared.

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I ran and ran, finally catching up to Matt. I grabbed him by the wrist, pinning him at the conveniently placed wall near us. "M-Matt.." I panted. To be honest, this is a weird position I'm in since I'm a bit shorter than Matt. That means I'm facing at his bandaged chest. I looked up, and opened my mouth.

"Je suis une grande pomme de terre?" I said shyly. I don't know what that means but I got to try it. Francois told me these words. Matt chuckled, holding in his laughter. Did I said it wrong? Uh,uh...Plan B!

"Uh...Je peux t'embrasser?" My hands were shaking. He looked at me for a while, then laughed. "W-What did I say?!" Then the tables have turned. I was the one who was being pinned down. "You're ridiculously cute, you know that, right?" I felt my face getting hotter by the second Matt leans his face.

"I don't know if you even know what you're talking about. Do you?" I shook my head, no. He held his hand on his eyes and began laughing. "Earlier, you said you were huge potato." I blushed. What the h*ll, Francois?!

"Then you asked if you could kiss me." That's it! Francois is so dead! I blushed so hard that my ears were also red. "Can I?" I mumbled, but enough for him to hear. I lowered my head, looking down at the floor. He took a step closer to me, leaning his face. My eyes widen. Uh...uh...

Before our faces even met, he stopped and stuck out his tongue. "Bleh." I was utterly shocked. He leaned back and put his hands on his pockets. I was so flustered, droplets of my tears were at the corner of my eye. I decided to kick Matt once more on the part where the sun doesn't shine. But...

...he managed to dodge it.

"That won't work on me, chickadee." Now I did not know what I should do. I was completely frozen in place, embarrassed. He noticed this and chuckled. "Fine, I'll give you a chance." He looked at me seriously. He pinned me once more and leaned forward. My heart was about to explode. Before I knew it...

I was dead.

Nah, I'm kidding. But seriously, Matt is so kissable. Who knew, he was so good with his tongue. Am I right? OI! DON'T YOU DARE THINK OF DIRTY THINGS, PERVERTS! Eventually, we needed air so we parted. Matt has this smirk on his face, so I decided to catch him off guard and kick him in le balls.

His eyes widen and he fell on his knees.

"N-No one dodges my kicks and gets away with it." I huffed, then walked away. As I turned around the corner, I saw Allen laughing his arse off. "Yeah, you're perfect for him." He said. "Wanna play some video games?" I nodded and took the offer.

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Time has passed, and eventually, Matt and I became a couple. He managed to confess his love for me in the most ridiculous way, ever. He sang me a song, which is my favorite. He clearly was bad at singing, and he knew that well. I managed to accept him and, well.. we became the most idiotic couple ever.

"Chickadee?" Matt peeked at the doorway. "Oh, hey Mattress." I smiled. "We'll be going out, okay?" He said. I pouted and did my puppy dog eyes trick. "Do you have to?" He chuckled and kissed my cheek. "It'll only be for a short time, don't worry." I sighed and crossed my arms. "You better not get laid by the chicks, okay?" He rolled his eyes. "I won't." We bid our farewells, then they went off.

I sat on the couch and hugged the pillow. I was so bored. I decided to stand up and explore the house even more. "Matt in the Hat, McMattie" I named nicknames that will annoy Matt. I laughed at myself then noticed a weird door. It was different from the other doors I have seen. "A quick peek won't hurt, right?" I opened the door, surprised that it was unlocked.

I took a step forward, seeing a dark room in front of me. My eyes have already adjusted themselves and I saw what was inside the room. Jars of Organs, and other icky stuff. A book lies on the table, but that didn't really caught my eye.

I was surprised to see a pentagram on the middle of the floor. My eyes sparkled. My stupidity almost killed me at that point. I stepped in the middle of pentagram, eyeing the design. It was perfectly made. Then, it began to shine...

...I didn't know it would be the end of me.

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[Matt's P.O.V]

Something was off, I know about it. We just left and I can't stop thinking about the safety of [name]. I have to check on her. I need to check on her. I will check on her. "Guys, you go on ahead. I'll catch up with you." I said, immediately running back.

I opened the door, not seeing her anywhere. "Chickadee?" I called out. I stepped inside, and still no sign of her. "Help me!" A faint voice was heard. I ran to the source to see Oliver's magic room open. "Are you-" My eyes widen. Every bit of her was falling apart. It was fading.

"-kantera!" A faint voice said.

I ignored it and reached out to her. Before I could even grab her...

...she was already gone.

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[Reader's P.O.V]

I slowly opened my eyes. What happened? I slowly sat up, seeing at what seems to be a bedroom. I don't know who's though. "Allen? Matt?" I called out. I heard footsteps coming from outside. The door swung open, revealing a man with blonde hair, glasses, and purple eyes. He has this curl sticking out of his hair, and he was holding what it seems like a polar bear.

"Matt?" I raised my eyebrows. He shook his head. "I think you may have the wrong person, miss." I started freaking out. Where am I?

"Let me introduce myself..." The man faintly said.

"...my name is Matthew Williams."

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A/N: This is the end. Totally the end :D comment stuff if you want book 2 or not. If we decide to make a book 2, we'll make an author's note about it, explaining some important stuff. But until then, book 1 has ended!

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