We walk in and it's Wyatt that was working there, again. I go and grab an extra large hot chocolate and I don't even know what drink Matt was getting but we go up to the counter to pay.
"Wow Layla, gettin' the big one tonight, huh?" Wyatt asked me.
"Um yeah. Do you realize how cold it is outside? It's freezing." I said, making sure he knew that I was freezing my butt off.
"It's not even that cold outside. I can wear shorts and a T-shirt on this weather." Wyatt gave me even more sass than I give people and that is not okay.
"I would love to see you wearing shorts and a T-shirt when it's this cold out." I said as we were about to leave but then I said, "Oh yeah, are you going to the wake tomorrow?"
"Of course I am. The whole town is going. No go on and get home before you freeze." Wyatt said, almost pushing us out the door, "See you guys tomorrow." I waved bye and we were out the door.
"Why do you talk to him?" Matt asked in a very unpleasant tone.
"What do you mean?" I asked really confused.
"I don't like that he sits there and flirts with you." Matt said not even looking at me.
"He was not flirting with me. We were talking about clothes and then Jovin's wake tomorrow, that's it." I said, but then realized that Matt was jealous.
"He was flirting with you. I'm a guy and I can tell when guys are flirting, and he was definitely flirting." He said, still looking straight in front of him.
"Oh my gosh. You're jealous." I said, standing right in front of him, making him look at me.
"I am not! Why would I be jealous?" Matt defended.
"You are so jealous that someone was 'flirting' with me. I don't see why you would be jealous though, it's not like you like me or anything." I said turning around and continued our voyage home.
The rest of the walk home was completely silent. I was about 7 steps in front of him. I could hear him mumbling things to himself, not able to make out what he was saying, but at this point I didn't really care.
We got home around 7:45 ish and I went straight to the roof, like I always do when I want to get away from the rest of the world, which is like all of the time. I sat up there, alone. But it was nice to be alone for a little bit. I need to be alone before tomorrow, just to get myself pulled together so I wouldn't break down in front of the whole town.
I sat up there, waiting to cry, but nothing came out. I was getting really cold because it was like 8:15 and -29 degrees outside, so I decided to go back inside and get some sleep. I walked into the guest bedroom and Matt was in there on his phone.
"Hey, you okay?" Matt asked, worried like always.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired. I think I'm going to lay down now." I say walking out of the room.
"I walked into my room and went to the bathroom to change and take off my makeup that I had on my face, and changed into my pj shirt and my spandex. I walked out of the bathroom, finding Matt making his bed on the floor. I just walked over to my bed and laid down, trying to go to sleep. Matt mumbled something like goodnight and turned off the light and walked to his little bed on the floor.
I sat there waiting to fall asleep because I had to be up early the next morning to go on that jog and get ready for all of the 'fun' stuff that was happening tomorrow.

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I'm Sorry(a Matthew Espinosa fanfic)
FanfictionWhen Layla's uncle dies at the young age of 37, she has her neighbor of 15 years, Matthew Espinosa right by her side through everything. Will she be able to get through this tragic point in her life with the help of Matt, or just break completely?