Plant Kisses On My Scars

all you're diffrent looks.

Eliana,

You may not know but I can tell exactly what you are thinking just by the look on your face. You have all these different looks. The one when you're teasing me, and my all time favorite the one when I catch you staring so you quickly look away and smile. But today when you looked at me all I saw was sadness and through your eyes was a look of pure pity.

I open the door and to my surprise, Matteo. He stands outside my door holding his skateboard. His messy brown hair is soaking wet, and he is shivering. At first, I am completely shocked after not seeing Matteo for 24 hours it seems I almost forgot how cute he was. I remember Amelia texting me saying he was coming. But I didn't think he would actually show up.

We are sitting in silence just staring at each other with sad eyes. I feel my face welling up. I decide to interrupt the silence.

"Matteo what are you doing here." I say surprised.

He looks at me, but the usual happy Matteo is not there.

"I needed to see you." He responds.

The rain starts pouring even harder and lighting strikes. I grab Matteos hand and pull him inside shutting the door behind him.

"Let's talk inside your shivering."

Matteo slips of his shoes and I notice him checking out the house. Scanning the kitchen then the living room and bathroom, which you can see in a single glance since it's quite small.

I hate when people come over to my place, especially someone as wealthy as Matteo. Compared to his house that is practically made of gold my house looks like a shed.

"Um, so what do you want to talk about Matteo, why are you here?" I ask.

"Can we sit down."

"Yeah, sure I'll get you a blanket."

I lead Matteo and he sits down on the couch. I get him a red fluffy blanket and wrap it around his shoulders, he looks up at me as I do so.

Oh, Matteo please don't look at me like that.

"Thank you."

"Of course."

I sit beside Matteo. Sinking into the couch we've had since before mom left. The house looks the exact same as it always does. We don't really have the budget to redecorate.

"How did you find out where I live?"

"Your friend from the coffee shop told me."

"Oh lik-"

But before I can finish my sentence Matteo interrupts.

"I know about what happened I saw on the news."

My heart drops. Oh no I didn't think he would find out. I instantly look away, not being able to meet his eyes.

"I understand if you don't want to talk but I had to come see you. I couldn't stay home knowing what happened."

Although I was still absolutely destroyed maybe talking to Matteo would help.

"Well, um, basically what happened."

I find myself unable to talk. And without any way to stop it tears start running down my face. My face is in my hands and I'm letting out silent weeps. I'm embarrassed that Matteo must see me like this. I start crying harder and harder I look back up at Matteo, I have never seen him look so broken. Matteo responds by pulling me closer into a tight hug. He wraps the other side of the blanket over my shoulder pulling us together. I bury my face in his chest and he rubs my head.