Sink or swim (Cameron Dallas Fan Fiction)

Hardest Truth To Face

*3 weeks before the start of school*
Lynn POV
In my car I drove with chipotle by my side to Matt's house, he was going to be so surprised. To kick off my junior year with my boyfriend in marching band with me and then roll into yet another successful bowling season my heart pounded and I couldn't even hear the bass from the song on the radio. I smiled and my cheeks hurt, just thinking about Matt's face- I couldn't stop smiling.
I pulled up to his driveway and snuck out of my car, I tip toed down to the stairs into Matt's bedroom/mancave/basement. Sliding open the screen door I was ready to look onto my cute teddy bear playing videogames. But that WAS NOT what he was doing.
My best friend, Willa, sucked his face off and ran her fingers through his hair. I couldn't feel a thing. The drop of my stomach physically pained me. Everything was a blur as I crashed to the ground and screamed with my hands covering my ears.
Matt scrambled and put on his shirt whole Willa untangled herself from his arms, she pulled up her pants and tried to come to me. Matt was rubbing my back and spoke kind words into my ears.
"Hey, I know this looks horrible but she means nothing to me alright?? I love you so much, I'm your teddy bear and you're my cupcake. The only sunshine in my life. Come on baby girl." He licked his lips and rubbed my back. "Remember? I'm your 'daddy', baby. Come on. Don't be mad. It was an accident."
Willa looked like she was going to say something but closed her mouth and said, "Lynn, it wasn't even fun with him. Don't worry I won't touch him again."
I stood up. This wasn't real, this was hell on earth and tears streamed down my face and I cried. I couldn't breathe. My hands quivered and I forced myself up, I stood. I slammed the chipotle on the ground and ran out, Matt chased me. My thoughts were scrambled. I couldn't not see my best friend sprawled over my boyfriend.
"Please don't tell me we're done." Matt yelled.
"I think we are Espinosa."
"I love you Lynn."
"I can't be here now."
"Please stay."
"Please leave me alone."
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*first day of school*
My alarmed beeped. Tossing and turning I tossed trying to find my phone to shut off the alarm. When I found it wrapped under my cover I quickly turned it off and got up. Stumbling back and forth I reached my bathroom, looking myself in the mirror I sucked it up and hopped into the shower.
I washed my hair with my strawberry scented shampoo and my body with my "Coconut Frosting" body wash from Philosophy. When I turned off the shower I wrapped myself with a warm towel and dried off. Turning to the clock, it was 5:30 am and school started in 3 hours. I grabbed my hair drying and within 5 minutes my hair was dried. I went into my walk in closet and inspected every piece of clothing before I found the perfect outfit. With maroon leggings and a loose black flannel and a white cardigan on top I was dressed for success this year. Slipping on my socks made for flats I returned to my bathroom and plugged in my curling iron as I brushed my teeth and put on a nude/pink eyeshadow look with winged eyeliner and perfectly curled eyelashes with my new mascara to top it off. I then began to curl my hair until I had loose curls and no remainder of the mess I had been the past three weeks since the incident.
... I thought Matt was the one.
I thought that
Maybe
Jut maybe
We'd make it through highschool and college and maybe start a life together. But I always had this luck. I was always wrong. I heard a banging on my door, "I'm hurrying Mom!" I yelled. I took one last look into the mirror inspecting myself and then said, "you own this school Lynn. This is your year."
A horn honked, my ride had jugs arrived, and I sped downstairs grabbing a coffee and my back pack and slipping on my black flats. When I exited the door I locked up the house. My parents were on a little vacation for themselves for their 20 year anniversary, so I was home alone from the time I came home to the time I left for the next month.
"Oh my god, Lynn if you don't hurry we won't be able to help the Fresh!!" Brenda called.
I put the garage door down and slid into the back seat of her car.
Her boyfriend, Joe, greeted me. "Hello Lynn, how are you?"
"Oh I'm fine." I looked to Brenda's face where a red mark stung her cheek. "Hey Bren... What happened to your... Uhh... Cheek?" I asked.
"Oh I just slept funny haha." She laughed. Joe sat uncomfortably and held her hand.