For Fuck's Sake! (Mat Nicholls)

nine

I poured myself a cup of coffee, a half-finished cigarette leaning on my lips. The smoke filled up the entire kitchen as I was purposely trying to piss off Mat. Last night left me more confused than words could explain, his words about Oli lingering on the back of my mind.

My doorbell rung just as I finished pouring myself a bowl of cereal. I ashed my cigarette, leaning against the counter as I was too lazy to go get the door. Who the fuck was here at seven in the morning? It was a school day.

Suddenly, Mat slid into the kitchen, gliding on the hardwood floor as he frantically tried to get to the door. I set down my bowl and watched in amusement as he struggled to get there. His socks caused him to slip, resulting in him falling flat on his face.

I covered my mouth with my hands as I struggled not to let my laugh out. The top-half of my body was shaking as I silently laughed to myself. He groaned and picked himself up, rubbing his nose in pain. The doorbell rung again.

"Go answer it, you idiot!" I told him, trying not to giggle.

He shot me a dirty look and grasped the door handle, pulling it open to reveal Nat. I groaned internally as I saw her stupid face in the doorway. I immediately turned around and grabbed my backpack off the floor, sitting down at the kitchen table so I could eat my cereal.

I pushed bits of it around with my spoon, it was getting mushy already but I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

"Hey, baby," Mat said, unreasonably loudly as if he wanted to catch my attention.

That's exactly what he did. I turned around to take a glance at them and as soon as Mat saw my eyes on them, he grabbed Nat's face passionately and connected their two lips together before Nat could even get a word out.

The rest of my breakfast time was spent with me squirming in my seat, uncomfortable, stuffing spoons of cereal into my mouth as I listened to Mat and Nat make-out obnoxiously loud in the kitchen entryway.

I tossed my bowl in the sink, not caring if it broke or cracked. I was already unreasonably pissed off, and it hadn't even reached eight in the morning yet. It was like Mat was trying to deliberately get me to look at them. I noticed that every couple of minutes or so, he would glance at me to see if I was looking at them. I was, and with a satisfied grin on his face, he continued to suck Nat's face off. What did he want from me?

"Bye," I mumbled as I passed them, grabbing my keys.

Just as I opened the door, I saw Mat slap Nat's ass as they were making out, sending me over the edge just the slightest bit more. I rolled my eyes to the back of my skull, what the hell? Mat disconnected from Nat's lips and looked me straight in the eye, a devious grin on his face as he looked accomplished. He had a ring of spit around his lips and I refrained myself from gagging out loud. I pursed my lips, having second-hand-embarrassment from the both of them.

"Bye," Mat said to me, swinging his arm around Nat aggressively.

"Okay," I said, my final word being out as I turned around and slammed the door shut.

I stood stupidly in the corridor, my cheeks burning red from embarrassment. What point was Mat trying to get across? Jealously ate my entire body as I replayed the way he grabbed Nat's face, the crook of her neck fitting perfectly into his hand as if it they were puzzles pieces. I felt like a useless corner piece compared to them.

It felt as though Mat was literally trying to get me to look at them. The way he spoke unnecessarily loudly, the way he glanced over at me multiple times, and the way he made sure they made out directly in front of me? What the hell was he doing? If he was trying to make me jealous, he's already been doing that since the moment he told me they were dating. I felt frustrated and I realized I would be late for classes if I continued to stand in the corridor. I released my fists that I didn't even realize were clenched, the indent of my keys in my palms making it evident how much pent-up frustration I had.