We stayed at Cameron's house so late this we ended up all spending the night, Cam has a double bed so me and Caitlyn shared the double bed and the boys slept in beanbags on the floor. It was a bank holiday the day after so we dust have to worry about school the next day. Mrs Dallas was really glad we all slept over, when it was late, around 2:45 in the morning she came to check if we were all asleep, everyone had just fallen asleep apart from me, I was still awake and on my phone however tears were walking down my face again. When Mrs Dallas looked into Cam's room she saw my face all red and teary. She came straight up to me and fave me a giant hug.
'Don't worry, it will all get sorted out, I'm not saying that what Matt did was wrong, I am shocked and incredibly disappointed with his behaviour, I wasn't expecting this from him, it was not like Matt at all. however, I hope you may be able to forgive him as he is so sorry, the last time I saw him he was curled up in a ball in the corner of Cameron's bed in a puddle of tears.' She said whilst giving a hug. I too a deep breath and replied.
'I want to forgive him, you have no idea how much I want to forgive him but how do I know my heart won't be broken again, I know he was drunk but that was no excuse for what he did. He's broken my heart, smashed mornings millions of pieces. Now he thinks that because he said sorry I will forgive him and everything will go back to normal. I can barley even look at him, he broke me, and now, now I don't think he will see get my trust. I loved him so much it hurts and I still do and it kills me a little bit inside, knowing that we still love each other yet I can't text him, meet up with him or at least hand out with him because seeing him or even just hearing his name again causes me to cry a river.' Mrs Dallas nodded her head and gave me a sympathetic look.
'Good night sweetheart.' She said as she walked out of the room. I waved good bye and then try to get some sleep. Matt was on my mind but I couldn't think if him, talking about him like that to Cameron's mum upset me so much any more memories would just be too much for me to handle. I gathered all of my Matthew Espinosa thought and locked them in a box, threw away the key and shoved the box to the back of my brain. But slowly, slowly the box was moving, trying to break free and allow all of the memories to I skater all over the place. I still loved him, I still missed him and there was no denying it.
