I'm Sorry(a Matthew Espinosa fanfic)

Chapter 1

 I looked at my moms phone and she had a message from my uncle Jovin's very best friend, Alex. I read the message and it said "Please call me as soon as you get this. Its very important. It's about Jovin." I told my mom and I was thinking it on the inside but I wouldn't let myself go there. My mom walked outside and called Alex back. My sister and I were watching her and all of a sudden she starts crying. Right then and there my heart sank and I knew exactly what was going on. I wanted to keep myself thinking that he was just in a really bad accident or something, but no. She got off of the phone and we run outside to meet her and I asked what happened and all she could say was "Jovin died." My heart broke into a million pieces. He was only 37 years old. He didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve to die. I broke into tears as soon as she said it.

 My mom and sister both walked back into the apartment, sobbing, while I sat on the stairs and kept crying. I guess my crying was pretty loud, because my neighbor, of 15 years, Matthew Espinosa, came out and was panicking because he has only seen me cry a few times. And I only cry when it's bad, so he knew something was wrong.

"Oh my god, Layla, are you okay? What happened?" Matt asked in a concerned tone.

"Jovin's dead." Was all I could get out, as he pulled me into a tight hug.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Layla. I wish there was something I could do." He whispered, hugging me tighter. "Come on, let's go inside." He said helping me stand, since my legs were so wobbly.

I saw my mom through the kitchen window, still crying and making phone calls to family members. I pointed towards Matt's door and all she did was nod. I was still balling my eyes out like a little baby, but I had the right to. As we walked into Matt's we walked straight back to his room and I collapsed onto his bed. I felt his bed dip down, meaning there was someone sitting right next to me. He pulled me to the top of his bed and I laid my head on his chest crying all the tears I could. All Matt was doing was rubbing my back, not saying a word, just letting me cry until I had no more tears to cry. I sat up and just looked at his caring eyes looking back at me with so much sorrow.

"Thank you Matt." I managed to whisper.

"Hey, no need to thank me. I'm just doing what best friends do best." He said with a smile. I sent him a weak smile back. He got up and left the room while I just laid there on his bed. Matt came back into his room with a carton of ice cream and two spoons. Matt and I just watched the funniest movies he could find, but it was getting late.

"You're spending the night. Just letting you know." Matt said as I started getting up to go home.

"Matt... I have to at least ask my mom."

I walked to my door, literally 5 steps away from Matt's, walked in and told my mom I was staying with Matt. Matt and I have had plenty of sleepovers, we practically live in each others houses. She nodded, still not talking, and I walked back into Matt's place. His parents were never home so I usually just walk in. I trudge straight back to Matt's room and throw myself onto his bed, again. By this time it was already 11 pm, and I have yet to say anything. Matt throws me some sweats to change into so we could go to sleep. I go into the bedroom and change. When I walk out of the bathroom, Matt was already laying on his bed waiting for me. I slowly make my way to his bed, my face still emotionless, and lay down. Right as I lay my head on the pillow I start sobbing. That's when I feel Matt's strong arms wrap around me, pulling me close to him while I stained his shirt with my tears.

A/N: okay, hey guys! so this is my first ever fanfic and this entire story is based on true events that actually happened. Except I had to go through all of it alone and didn't have a Matthew Espinosa to help me out. I really hope you guys like it! Feel free to make any suggestions at anytime.