Behind his smile...

Chapter 35

Sarah's P.O.V.

"Sarah, what do you mean?" Matt asked me some what calmly.

"Its just that every time I get close to someone they hurt me." I confess.

"Like who?'' Matt asks.

"Like everyone I know... they all hurt me in some way or the other." I said.

"Is that why you get depressed?" he asked.

I forgot he knew about that.

"Partly yes." I frowned.

"What's the other part of it?" he asked.

Nosey much?

"I don't trust you." I said.

"Well why the fuck not?" He said getting angry.

"BECAUSE YOU FUCKING HURT ME THE MOST!" I yelled at him.

He ran his hands through his hair and let out a long sigh.

"I thought we went over that already." he said.

"I know... its just that I have a hard time trusting people." I sighed.

"Well you should trust me because I am very trust worthy." he smiled.

"Oh yeah? and how am I supposed to believe you?" I crossed my arms.

"hmmm..." he put his hands on his chin showing that he was thinking.

"well?" I asked after a few seconds passed.

"Ok. I'm very good at keeping secrets and I am very loving and caring.. Is that enough for you to trust me?" He asks.

"you're just saying that." I said.

"No... ok, look I'm going to tell you something that I've NEVER EVER shown or told anyone about. Ok?" He asked.

"Fine." I gave in.

Matt reached into his backseat and got his backpack.

"This is hard for me..." He took a big breath.

He started to unzip his backpack. I can't believe that I'm going to find out what he's hiding.

He unzipped his backpack revealing what looks like a picture of some couple and a letter.

"Matt? Is this a joke?" I asked.

"A joke?? Why the fuck would this be a joke? I fucking love you so fucking much that I showed you my secret and you think that it's a fucking joke?" he yells getting angry.

I'm kinda scared of this Matt.

"Matt. I just don't understand what's so secretive about a picture and a note?" I said the last part in a question. "Wait. You really love me?"

He shook his head and started stuffing it back in his backpack.

"I never should have showed you." he whispered.

"well can you explain why its such a secret?" I bit my lip. And left out the part about him loving me.

He wiped his eyes like there were tears but I couldn't see.

"Fine, but if I tell you... you have to forgive me and trust me and understand that its hard." He said.

I nodded.

"Pinky swear?" He asked.

"Matt isn't that kinda childish?" I questioned him.

"Pinky swear or I won't tell you." He held out his pinky.

I took his pinky and linked it with mine.

"There, now tell me." I smiled.

"Ok." He took a deep breath. "I'll start with the picture."

"Ok." I said.

"Well the couple that you see in this picture... They're my real parents. They died right before I moved here. And right before I met you. So I was pretty young, like four or something. But I still remember them. I remember how hard it was seeing them for the last time at their funeral. My aunt and uncle didn't want me to go because I was so young. But I wanted to say goodbye to them. This is their wedding picture. The thing that keeps me happy. I really don't know why I miss them so much, or why I kept this a secret. It's just that it's something personal. I remember all the times we would go to the park or, go out to eat. I remember it all. I was so close to them, even though I was so young." He talked while looking at the picture.

I couldn't say anything. It's not really that bad of a secret. So I don't know why he would've kept it from everyone. But that's his own thing I guess.

"And this letter. This letter is what they wrote to me when I was born. They wrote all about how they would always love me." He sniffles.

"Have you ever read it?" I questioned looking at the sealed envelope.

"No. My aunt and uncle but told me what it said. I don't know how they knew. But on the back it says to open it when I'm eighteen." He said.

"What? But that's in like a year. Open it on your seventeenth birthday." I smiled.

"I don't know. I like having it a mystery on what's inside." He said looking at the envelope.

"Can I see it? I promise I won't open it." I said.

"No. I'll open it on my birthday this year." He said.

"Are you sure? Cause you really don't have to." I said.

"No I will." He smiled a little.

That made me smile.

"Wait so your parents today aren't your real parents?" I asked.

"Obviously no." He chuckled.

"But Kristen looks just like you." I pointed out.

"Well she's my cousin. My 'parents' are my aunt and uncle." He air quoted parents.

"Oh. That makes sense." I said.

"Yeah. So I'm actually not hungry anymore. So let's go home." He said.

"Oh yeah. I forgot that we were in your car." I looked around.

We drove home in silence and all I could think about was what's inside his letter. And why he can't open it until he's eighteen. Or supposed to anyways.

A.N.
OMG! GUYS ITS GETTING GOOD!! WHAT FO YOU THINK IS INSIDE THE LETTER?
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