broken//matthew espinosa

Chapter 23: a rare occasion

stephahie
This moment. This moment with Matt right here, reminds me of my old best friend, Anna. I remember the day she called me to come over, that she was telling me something important. I made my mom drive me to her house at 8 in the morning, because when Anna said something was important, it was important. I ran up to her room to see her crying on her bed, and I say next to her and held her hand. She looked at me with red puffy eyes, and opened her mouth.
"I'm moving." She choked. I remember looking at the duvet and gripping onto it tightly. It was horrifying. I was scared.
I am scared.
"I can't go. I can't leave you!" I tell him, resting my head on his shoulder, as tears drip down my cheek. He rubs my back, creating warm friction.
"I know babe." He says softly to me, as he kisses my head. My head spins with thoughts. Good thoughts: no. Bad thoughts: yes. Hell yes.
"Matt I can't.." I tell him, touching my head.
"Your having a panic attack..." Matt says, stating the obvious. I could care less, though.
"The....the cabinet ." I tell him, as he runs into the bathroom and opening the cabinet. He grabs the little bottle and runs over to me. He opens the lid and shakily pours one in his hand. He puts it in my mouth as I take a deep breath in. I let it out, and Matt sits back down next to me.
"I'm sorry you have to help me like this. Always helping me with panic attacks."
"Don't be sorry." He says.
"Thank you. For helping me." I tell him. He smiles and he stands up.
"Do you want to crash at my place?" He asks. I nod, and follow him down the stairs. I don't even say goodbye to my Aunt, she wouldn't care anyways.
"Dammit." Matt curses.
"What's wrong?" I ask him, gripping his hand.
"My car. It's at Coles." He says.
"We can take mine." I smile at him.
"I'll drive." I tell him, as I kiss his cheek. He smiles and I reach into my pocket for the keys. I sit in the drivers seat and starts up the car. I start driving to Matts house, as he plugs in his phone for music.
"What are you going to play?" I ask him.
"The high school musical soundtrack." He says.
"Ha ha. But what are you really goi-" I'm cut off by "get your head in the game" blasting through the speakers.
"YOU IDIOT!" I laugh at him, as he sings all the words.
"MY HEADS IN THE GAME BUT MY HEARTS IN THE SOOONNNNNGGGG." He sings as I laugh uncontrollably.
"Should I go for it?" He says as he finishes the song. I pull into his driveway and we step our of the car. He starts walking to the back of his house, and I stare at him confused.
"Where are we going?" I ask him, as he opens the fence to the back.
"I wanna show you something." He says, covering my eyes with his hands.
"Okay...where are we going?" I laugh, as he leads me into his backyard. We walk a couple more steps, and then he stops.
"Ready?" He asks me.
"Yes. I am ready Matthew." I laugh. He moves his hands away from my eyes, as I stare in awe.
"You have a tree house!" I jump and clap all exited. Every kid dreams of having a tree house, and on a rare occasion, some kids get one. Matt got one.
"Yep." He smiles, as he starts to climb the ladder.
"You coming?" I nod and smile, grabbing hand so I get a boost into the first step. I reach the top of the ladder, and pull myself inside the wooden house. I stand up and wipe the dirt off my jeans. I stare at every wall, admiring everything. The drawings stuck to the wall, the plant that sits on the floor. It's cute. Childish. I like it.
"This is awesome." I say in awe. He smiles and wraps his arms around my waist from behind. He try's to kiss my cheek, but I turn my head so he kisses my lips.
"Didn't see that one coming, did you?" I ask him, as he smiles.
"Let's sit." He says. I sit down on the wood floor, resting my head on the wall. Matt lays his head on my lap and I mess up his hair.
"Your cute." He says to me.
"So are you!" I say sarcastically. He laughs and closes his eyes.
"Are you falling asleep on me?" I ask him.
"Do you want me to fall asleep on you?" He asks.
"No."
"So fall asleep with me." He says.
"Fine. But the wood floor is your pillow." I say as I shift myself, so I'm laying next to Matt. He wraps his arms around me and I can feel his breath on my neck. He kisses my neck and moves his way up to my temples.
"I swear if you give me one hickey..." I warn him. He laughs and kisses my neck again.
"Too late." He whispers.