WARNING: The rape will be mentioned in this chapter; nothing too graphic will be included. If this is hard or upsetting for anyone please don't read.

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Chapter Eighteen: I Should Go


"Gabby?"

Sylvie's heart stopped when the door opened and revealed Gabby who stood there half-naked, with wet hair, and a towel wrapped around her.

What was she doing here? Why was she here? Where was Matt?

"Oh my gosh, Sylvie! What are you doing here? Oh, I've missed you so much!" Yelled Gabby as she grabbed Sylvie and pulled her in for a big monster-sized hug.

Sylvie looked like a child being hugged by her way over-zealous family member, "Wow, Gabby. What..are you doing...here?"

"Well, I actually…"

"Hey, Gabby! Do you know where you put my shirt?"

Sylvie gasped as she saw a shirtless wet Matt walk out of the bathroom wearing only what looked to be his pajama bottoms.

"Umm, I think I put it in the washer."

Matt was about to respond but the second he lifted his eyes he froze. He hadn't heard Sylvie knock on the door or come into the loft.

"Hey, I asked about you yesterday, but Matt said that you were out of town. Where did you go?"

Sylvie broke eye contact with Matt and turned to look at Gabby, "Yesterday?"

"Yeah! I stopped by the firehouse as soon as I got into town yesterday. Where did you go on your trip? Everyone at the house said you had been gone for over a month."

Sylvie had never tried more in her life to stop tears that were forming in her eyes, "Umm..yeah. I went to visit my folkes for a while."

Gabby gave Sylvie the most obnoxious fake smile Sylvie had ever seen, "Wow! That's great. I'm sure you enjoyed that."

Sylvie nodded and prayed that she would be able to fight the tears and make her way out of here, "Yeah, yeah I did. Listen, it looks like you're both really busy, so I should go."

"No! Sylvie, wait!" Yelled Matt as he quickly made his way across the room and grabbed Sylvie's arm so that she couldn't make a quick get-away like she had planned.

The second Sylvie felt Matt touch her she violently pulled her arm as if he had burned her.

"Sylvie, please. Just wait!"

Sylvie shook her head and practically ran out of the loft. She was so upset and...hurt. The second she got in her car, it was like someone had opened the floodgate. She started crying uncontrollably.

Matt saw her run out and he jumped into action as soon the loft door shut.

Gabby stood there shivering in just her towel and watched as he ran around like a chicken with his head cut off, looking for his boots and t-shirt.

"Matt, why was Sylvie here?"

"Gabby, I don't have time for this right now. I told you that we were done."

Gabby tried to walk over to Matt and put her hand on his arm, but he moved away as soon as he saw her coming closer, "Gabby, get your stuff and leave. I know what you were trying to do tonight and it didn't work."

Matt threw his shirt on after that and ran out into the cold Chicago night. He cursed as soon as he got outside and saw that Sylvie's car was gone.

He walked over to his truck and angrily slammed his fist down on the hood. How could he have been so stupid to let Gabby stay? Nothing happened between the two of them. He could only imagine what Sylvie thought when she saw them both of them dressed like they were.

He should have told Sylvie when he spoke to her yesterday that Gabby showed up at the house. He doesn't know why he didn't...it just felt weird. He didn't want Sylvie to feel bad or worry while she was away. And, he almost told her last night, but she had been so excited about her therapy session and boxing class from the day he didn't want to ruin her mood.

Now he realizes that he should have told her.

Matt turned and started walking back into the loft. He was so mad. He should have known the second Gabby showed up at the loft after he got home that it was a bad idea. He tried to get rid of her and tell her that he was really tired, but she wouldn't take no for an answer. She barged in and declared that she wanted to make him dinner so that they could catch up like old times. He tried to make her leave. He really did, but she just wouldn't go.

He tried to call Sylvie while he watched Gabby unpack the food that she brought, but his phone was dead. He must have forgotten to put it on charge when he got home from his jobs.

Matt prayed that Stella and Kelly would have miraculously decided to cancel their trip and come home early, but they didn't and he was stuck with her.

The second Gabby started cooking it was a disaster. She had never really been the cooker in their relationship and Matt knew why. She tried to use the blender to make a tomato puree, but she didn't have the lid on right and the sauce went everywhere. It covered Gabby and Matt.

He tried to be a gentleman and offered to let her get in the shower while he cleaned the kitchen up, but that sure backfired on him.

As soon as Gabby got out of the shower Matt jumped in and when he got out he was looking for his shirt and then there was Sylvie.

What he didn't understand though, was why Gabby was standing there in just her towel. She told him she had an extra pair of clothes in her bag she bought up with her. Why hadn't she changed by the time he got out of the shower?

By the time Matt made it back up to the loft Gabby was dressed and packing all of her stuff up. She tried to give him a sad puppy look, but he ignored it and marched right into his bedroom where he ripped his phone off the charge and dialed Sylvie's number.

It rang for a couple of seconds then went straight to voicemail. Matt cursed again then threw his phone down on the ground.

He waited for a little bit and finally sat down and picked the phone back up when he heard Gabby slam the front door and leave.

He tried to call again and again, but he only got her voicemail.

Matt looked at his phone and knew that it was going to be a long night.


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