Conflicted

A tiny yelp was let out from Alyssa's mouth as she observed her surroundings. Feeling his body contain mini earthquakes all around, Matthew tried his hardest to keep himself composed, but his eyes kept quivering, his limbs kept shaking and his mouth couldn't open, as if it was sewn shut. "Ahh, Theo and Alyssa is it? Finally here to knock his bitchass dead...Come on! What y'all scared for? Just one swing and boom!"

The others circling the siblings let out evil, yet strangely infuriating barks of laughter in response. Although feeling sweat leaking through it, Matthew continued to clench his fist to try and suppress any rage or retaliation he would have towards this. This wasn't Matthew. 'I'm not Matthew' he repeated that thought, in the hope that he could pull through and kill this man. 'Remember, this man isn't perfect. He's a bad person, that's the reason he's in this situation.' Matthew once again reassured himself in his mind, but another irking truth flew into his thoughts to silence the previous one. 'But you aren't perfect Matthew, and Theo definitely isn't.' Turns out, Matthew wasn't the first to properly react.

"G-Give me the damn bat." A crack broke through what Alyssa had mumbled, but with a cheer from the men in black, and her trembling arms grabbing onto the bat, you could hear a quiet vibration, as Alyssa's soft skin clashes against the beaten, manufactured weapon experienced with violence, and her arm continued to tremble. Within these moments of silence, Matthew had to act, but the body of Theo wasn't letting him.

"Be Matthew." Eyes quickly darted in Matthew's way, as the mutter was picked up by everyone, including Alyssa who was getting ready to swing the bat. Now that he had announced himself out loud, he couldn't just stand by and not do shit. Fuck being Theo Banks, be Matthew Jones. Using the clenched fist, Matthew swung at the tallest man in dark clothing, his fist slamming into his stomach, before yelling at Alyssa to "BEAT THEIR ASSES!" To his surprise, Alyssa instantly started swinging at the men running towards her, looks like Matthew wasn't the only one who wanted to fight back. Before he could help her out though, his jaw was met with the damming force of a fist, and his legs were swept by someone else's legs, causing him to fall to the ground, three men surrounding him, with the one who had urged him on before pulling his hair, pressing a revolver at the center of Matthew's forehead. Matthew wasn't the type to just crumble into fear because a gun was being pointed at him, but a fucking gun was being pointed at him. "Hey-hey come guys, can we at least like-come on, we don't have to kill anyone, do we?" He tried to reason with his guy, but all he did was smile, and seeing his nicotine infested teeth wasn't a pleasant sight.

"If we tell Domino you were a rat too, he won't do anything to us...snitches have to get stitches, so it looks like you're about to end up the Jamaican 6ix9ine..." He replied, which reminded Matthew, Domino wouldn't allow this, no fucking way he would. 'Right? He didn't know Theo too well, only these selective memories were ingrained into his mind. Maybe Domino would break his code? He did take Theo from Jamaica as an orphan, so maybe there was a father figure there? Why the fuck does this even matter?' Matthew ended with that thought, but instead of being met with a bullet being blasted to the back of his skull, instead the butt (Hehehe butt get it) was bashed onto his forehead instead, knocking Matthew out.

Feeling the jolt of a road bump, Matthew quickly woke up, expecting his arms and legs to be tied up and duct tape strapped to his mouth but instead his was met with the warm smile of Alyssa. "You still snore." She said, as Matthew looked around in panic. "What the fuck? Was I dreaming or some shit?" Matthew asked, looking around in complete bewilderment. He was in the back of a taxi, driving past the familiar (to Theo) roads of LA.

"Well, everything you think that happened, happened. I just solved the problem." Alyssa replied, starting to whistle. 'What did solve the problem mean? Damn, she's a badass if it's what I think it means. Beating them all up...wow, I'm way out my league strength wise here.' Matthew thought, before leaving the questions for Alyssa in his mind unanswered for the sake of some time to think on his own.

Eventually, the taxi stopped at what seemed to be a building containing flats, and a memory shot through Matthew's brain at that moment. This was Theo's home. He felt the outline of the apartment key in his pocket, as dawn seemed to be settling in. "You were quiet the whole way home. Don't worry about it. Worst that happens is that I get cut out of the gang. Go get some rest. Looks like you'll need it." She patted Matthew's shoulder, before he opened the car door. Once he stepped out, the yearning to just sit down and find out what the fuck was going on was irresistible. Rushing up the stairs of this building looking for room 51, or at least that was imprinted onto the key. Pushing the door open, Matthew was met with a very cosy,and weirdly romantic environment. For a past and life that Theo seemed to live, Matthew wouldn't think his apartment would look like this. The furniture was nice and tidy in the small living room, the kitchen was clean as well, no signs of any illegal substances or alcohol anywhere, which was another shock. Looks like Theo really wasn't built for the career he pursued. Then Matthew realised, Theo had a girlfriend, Emily Sea. Did he love her so much that he would completely transform his personality and way he lived his life for Could be very possible. Matthew didn't have the most luck in relationships, which didn't really matter when you're 18 but his hectic family had caused him tons of embarrassing situations with girls in the past.

When Matthew finally pushed open to the door to the bedroom, the shock of Theo's life away from Domino, Alyssa and gang life grew even bigger. Posters of..anime was it? Matthew tried to remember, looking at a bald dude with a cape on one of the walls, and another having a guy and a girl, with the words "Boku No Pico..." Matthew read out loud, he was never really into that stuff, mostly because anything other than the "Hard" attitude in Croydon could cause you a lot of bullies and trouble. With one glance at a laptop, Matthew remembered why he wanted to get here so badly in the first place. What the fuck happened to Matthew Jones? Grabbing the laptop and without control it seemed, logging into the laptop, Matthew rushed to Google Search to type in his name, but after doing it, the laptop immediately switched off.

"The fu-" being cut off by the distortion and static noise of the laptop, the piece of technology turned to a webcam of...Matthew's mother. An ocean of relief and joy crashed all over the boy, tears instantly leaking from his eyes, he couldn't even say hello or anything. However, she looked worried, no distraught.

"FIND SAIL AWAY! FIND THE BOOK SAIL AWA-" The laptop went back to search bar, which had no information about what happened to him. Matthew sat there on the bed, let the laptop fall flat onto the ground, confused, worried and pissed. He wanted answers, but like a protagonist out of one of those films, he only had more questions.