not over you // m.espinosa & s.wilk, ft l.butler

(30) Awkward Encounters

song of the chapter: say something cover by alex & sierra

"He said he was gonna make a move on you, I wasn't gonna let that happen." Sammy said eating the fries in front of him. We were currently at In N Out but I was really just here for Sam.

"Well I appreciate you looking out for me. Heard that dude was a jerk." I smiled, stealing a fry from him.

It's been a few days since the incident and his eye and cuts are pretty much healed. During the process of it healing, I refused to let him go out in public. I was basically his mom for the past few days, cleaning his cuts daily and making or bringing him food.

I didn't really mind at all, spending my time with Sammy has made me more optimistic. "Bobby and Matt were at the party. I mean they weren't actually at the party, but they were hanging out with Tina and Jack upstairs."

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked, trying my best not to sound like I cared. I do but it's just something that I can't help.

They've been dating for a while now and there's really nothing I can do to try and change his feelings for me. He thought I was playing games with him.

"We haven't talked about it ever since we found out what happened Beverly. We didn't even talk about the night of the party."

He was right, althoughI didn't think he would actually remember what happened considering he was drunk. Heck, every time I'm with Sammy, he's probably drunk or getting there.

Was he still hoping for an apology because I might've used him for sex?

"Well, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to use you in a way like that. Matthew just slipped out of my mind when it got..." I didn't know how to describe how it got at that point. "Heated? Sexual? Lustful?"

"Yea, when it got to that point." I starting thinking about Sammy and I getting frickly frackly, as I felt my cheeks turn a crimson color.

"Why are you red, you dork?" He said, letting out a laugh and poking my cheeks.

I had to quickly come up with an excuse because there was no way I was gonna tell sammy I thought about him and I having sex.

"I just remembered what you said to me in the car when you were dropping me off at the airport." I stopped to think about his exact words, "You said I was an amazing girl, had a killer personality and I was absolutely stunning."

He smiled, probably reminiscing the old times we shared with one another . At least he actually bought that.

"But," he said, "I still don't forgive you for what you did. I deserve something." I looked at him and he had a smirk on his face. I actually don't know where this is going.

"What shall I do that will make you forgive me?" I innocently smiled. He probably planned this out ever since we got here.

It's not like I don't mind but I'm scared it will be something stupid. Yea, I'm pretty sure I'll end up getting embarrassed.

"You, my love, have to give me a kiss," he replied. "What? That's it? I can do that right now, come he-" he interrupted me before I could finish.

"No, no. Not my cheek babe, you gotta kiss these pink, plump lips." He smirked, sipping his drink.

Even though I know he isn't kidding, I could help but sit back and laugh. If he was trying to slyly flirt with me, it's definitely working.

I would've never thought he wanted a kiss, but we all know this is gonna turn into a make-out session.

I jokingly looked at him with disbelief. "Fine but it's not gonna happen in public."

"What's not gonna happen in public?" I heard someone say from behind us. I knew it wasn't just someone. It was the voice I thought would make me go absolutely crazy.

She was here and the anger just began boiling inside of me. Which is weird because that's never happened before, most likely cause I know where she stands in my life.

"Bobby, Matthew! What are you two doing here?" Sammy spoke up, sensing that something was wrong. I got up and sat next to him in the booth, knowing that they would want to make conversation with us. "Hey guys!" I faked smiled.

They walked over to our table and sat where I previously was. Well okay, sure they can join us.

"We wanted to eat and Matthew said we should come here. So here we are!" Bobby said, way too excitingly. I awkwardly smiled and nodded, trying to seem like I cared.

It got silent and you could practically feel the tension lingering in the air. "Well I'm going to go order for us babe." She said, getting up an walking over to the line.

"Yea, I gotta pee so." and with that I was left alone with Matthew. He looked up at me and I tried to avoid his gaze as much as possible.

This was so awkward I want to literally leave him here. We haven't talked in a while, and there really was nothing I had to say.

"Hey, uhm, can you meet up with me tomorrow at the Santa Monica Pier at 5. There's something I want to tell you and I'd rather not tell you here." He spoke up. Really? Are you kidding me? I don't get a how are you or what's going on in your life?

Why would I want to meet up with him after all the crap he has put me through. I haven't seen him in what, months, and he has the nerve to want to talk to me more privately.

I went so long without any form of communication with him and all I get is him and his girlfriend being rubbed into my face. Isn't this just dandy?

"Why don't you tell me now?" I asked, sipping some of Sam's drink he left.

Ew, diet. I hate diet. It taste like watered down pepsi. Okay what is even going on with me right now.

"Please, if you still want have hope for us, then you would come." he said as he got up and walked over to the cashiers where Bobby stood, ordering food.

It took me a while to process what he said and I didn't realize I was dozed off until Sammy came back. He didn't really say anything to me, most likely cause he knew things got weird between us. So we just made our way back to the Jacks place.

What could Matthew possibly mean by having hope for us? As in, relationship wise? He couldn't just throw away his relationship right now for me. He practically chose her over me.

Just when things were getting easier for me, this crap comes up.