Blames on me {Matt}

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Requested by the one and only hornswaggled
Tw: yelling, swearing
Matt's pov:
I was in the living room when I saw my moms car pull up on the driveway through the window. I thought since I didn't go with her to the grocery store I could help her bring in the groceries.

I put my shoes on then went outside to help my mom.

"Hey mom!" I said.

"Hi sweetheart" she said while grabbing bags out of the trunk. I walk up beside her grabbing as many bags as I can and the milk jug. Because I grabbed to many bags I dropped the milk jug and it broke. The milk spilt everywhere.

"Mom I'm sorry-" I start before being cut off by my mom.

"Matthew do you know how expensive groceries are?! Take those bags inside and go to ur room" Mary-lou says. I nod taking the bags inside then going to my room.

I sit on my bed feeling bad because I just wanted to help my mom but that backfired. I decide to make up for it that I'll clean the living room for her since she'll have to go back to the store.

I get all the cleaning supplies then start cleaning the living room. I spray bleach cleaner on the table to wipe it off when it gets on the rug and starts making bleach marks.

"Oh Matt there you are! I just wanted to say sorry for how I acted earlier- what's that on the rug?" My mom asks me as she walks in.

"Mom I'm really sorry again I accidently got some of this on the rug" I say feeling even worse.

"MATTHEW AGAIN?!" She yells. I hate it when people raise their voices at me.

I just walk to my room slamming the door. I flop onto my bed crying. Why am I such a fuck up? Why is everything all my fault?! Why can't I just be good enough?

I heard my door crack open. "Matt?" I hear Chris's voice. I look up at him with puffy eyes.

"Oh Matty" he says as he comes to give me a hug. I put my head in his shoulder.

"Why do I fuck everything up? I try to help and I make everything worse" I say.

"Matt that's not true at all! You do so much and don't fuck up anything, everyone makes mistakes and things happen but you are not a fuck up ok? You are more than enough! Ur perfect don't let anyone tell you otherwise" Chris says to me. I nod smiling.

"Thank you Chris" I say.

"Anytime Matty" he says while cuddling me.

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Sorry it's such a short imagine I didn't know what else to do!

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