Save Me. (Matthew Espinosa)

Chapter 26 - Home

Lacey's POV

I feel like breaking down into tears the moment the taxi driver brings the car to a halt, stopping in front of a fair sized house. Matthew lives in Woodbridge, Virginia. We just arrived to his house and my stomach is doing flips. So many thoughts are running through my head as I step out of the yellow car, turning to see Matt getting our bags out of the trunk. I look over at him and rush to his side, ready to retrieve my bag, not wanting to cause him the burden of carrying my stuff.

"Eager, are we?" he looks at me and smiles. I am anything but eager, I have no intentions on even wanting to set foot in that house.

"No, not really. Just kind of nervous." I shake my head, looking down at my feet.

"Look at me," Matthew uses his index finger to tilt my head up, forcing me to meet his gaze, "there is absolutely nothing to be worried about. My parents are going to love you, and won't be bothered at all by your stay." I nod my head, still looking into his chocolate brown eyes. He slams the trunk of the cab shut, him walking around to pay the man before he takes off.

He walks back up to me and grabs my free hand, along with his black Nike duffle bag. He leads the way up the short stone pathway to his house. Once we step onto the small, also stone porch, he releases my hand, resting it on the silver door handle. He twists the knob, stepping into the house as I slowly follow behind him.

"I'm home!" Matt exaggerates as he drops his bag. I continue to stand there inaudibly. I listen to the padding of feet sounding down the hallway to our left. An older looking lady pops out of the hall with a surprised look on her face, smiling widely.

"Matthew Lee! You didn't tell me you were coming home." she walks over with an ear to ear smile, wrapping him into a tight hug.

"I wanted to surprise you." he laughs nervously.

"And who is this?" she giddily smiles as she glances towards me, actually seeming excited.

"Mom, this is Lacey," Matthew looks towards his mom, then to me, "and Lacey, this is my mom, Sarah." he does a basic introduction to the both of us. I realize I'm still silent and frozen and am surprised when Sarah walks up to me and pulls me into a large embrace.

"It's so nice to meet you." she pulls away, still smiling. She turns and and raises an eyebrow to Matt,expecting him to explain.

"It's, well, complicated, but Lacey is on tour with us and kind of needed a place to stay in between touring and what not.. so I invited her to stay with me." Matthew reassuringly looks at his mom, hoping she will be understanding.

"Of course she can stay with us," she turns back to me, "you can stay with us for however long you want, and whenever you want." she looks into my ocean colored eyes with her light brown ones.

"Matthew, hun, you can show her around to the guest room and around the house. Oh, and your dad won't be here because he had to go on a business trip, Dylan will be back later, and, as usual, Kristen is still in California." Without skipping a beat Matt grabs my wrist, along with his bag, and yanks me upstairs. I have a chance to look back down at his mom who is looking at me puzzled and I shrug my shoulders towards her, acting like this is foreign to me as well. She shoots me a quick wink before she is out of my sight.

I look back up at Matt who is chuckling as he pulls me up the staircase. I still clutch my bag in my spare hand, as well as Matthew with his. We reach the top and he slows down a bit, allowing me to catch up and walk along side him. Amongst arriving the fist thing I notice is a pool table placed in the center of a lounge area, along with a chair in ear corner of the room. We continue walking until we reach a hallway. Matthew drops my hand and pushes the door to a certain room open, revealing a light blue room. There are boxes and letters of what I'm assuming is fan mail in the hallway, along with in parts of his room. In the far left corner is a fair sized bed, sitting against the wall. A grey, half made, bed spread adorns the mattress with matching pillow cases. I watch as Matt continues into the room, dropping his bag on the floor.