Train Wreck

Chapter Twenty-One: Quiet when I'm comin' home and I'm on my own

Quiet when I'm comin' home and I'm on my own
I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that
I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that

when the party's over by Billie Eilish
*unedited* (word count:)

AUDRIANA

Dinner is served but I can't eat or talk. I don't have it in me. I'm a prisoner. The only time I will get to see the light of day is when I am at work or at a special event. I regret this so much.

"Triplets," Matteo murmurs. "I can't believe it."

I don't say anything. I'm having triplets and at least one of them is a boy. I haven't processed that. I only wanted one but I am getting an extra two.

"I have no one to cheat on you with now. Grace made sure of that," he adds.

I look at him. He slowly raises his brows at me. I can't look at him the same way. Not after everything he has done.

"She killed Kelsey," he informs me.

"Good riddance," I reply. "I want nothing to do with you, Matteo. You hurt my best friend, the only person left that I love and that loves me back."

"I didn't do anything to her," he replies. "Whatever happened after I dropped her off at the warehouse is on the guys there."

"I'm not hungry," I mutter as I stand up.

I leave the dining room and go upstairs. My thumbprint only opens four doors: the front door, the bedroom door, the bathroom, and the door to the backyard. I'm pretty isolated. I'm just going to have to get used to it.

I open the door to the bedroom and close it behind me. I climb on the bed and lay down. My new, monitored phone rings incessantly from the bedside table. I reach over and grab it. Grace's name flashes across the screen, but I can't bring myself to answer the phone.

I decline the call and set my phone back down. I grab the remote and turn on the tv as Matteo comes in. He walks into the bathroom ignoring me. I flip through every streaming service before coming across Euphoria. I start watching the show.

Matteo comes out of the bathroom with a towel draped around his waist. He goes into the closet closing the door behind him. My phone starts ringing again but I ignore it. It stops ringing only to start up again. I pick up my phone and answer it without looking at who was calling.

"Audriana, how dare you fucking ignore me?!" Grace yells.

"Grace, I don't want to get hurt because of me. This is all because of me," I reply.

"You are my best fucking friend! I'm not going anywhere! I'm not going to let some guy I haven't known very long dictate who the fuck I can talk to! What happened to me sucks, but you are safe and that's all that matters to me now even if you are living with satan himself," she replies. "Don't ever think that me getting hurt is your fault. If we weren't such dumb sluts back in Georgia we would have never been in this situation. This is on both of us."

"Just because you tell me that doesn't mean that I am going to feel the same. I feel like shit," I reply.

"I know but it's good for me to tell you," she replies. "Are you with him right now?"

"Yes," I reply as Matteo walks out of the closet.

He looks at me as I look away from him. He only has underwear on now. I guess he is ready for bed.

"Hand him the phone," Grace replies.

I hold my phone out to Matteo. He takes it from me and puts it to his ear. A smirk spreads across his face as I look at him. I sit up on the bed and patiently wait for my phone back.