𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭; 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐫²

chapter fifteen

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲; 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟.
                                         ↳ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯.

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as i woke up, i realized i was alone in bed. matthew had left, and i'm not sure why. "matthew?" i call out as i stand up from bed and walk out and downstairs to see matthew yelling on the phone in the living room "no, stop! look- i, um, i have to go." he says and quickly hung up followed by throwing his phone on the couch and letting out a frustrated sigh "hey, is everything okay?" i ask as i walk up to him and push some of his brown curls out of his face "i'm sorry you had to wake up to see that. everything is fine, just some issues with my agent." he says and i nod and kiss him before wrapping my arms around his neck. "matthew, are you okay?" i ask as i let go and look at him "i am, thank you love." he says and i nod and place a kiss on his cheek "how's the baby doing?" he asks and i smile "seems good. i mean i'm getting up in the night to throw up when there's nothing there. sad to say coffee makes me nauseous so i can't drink it." i say and he nods then placed a kiss on my forehead.

"do you want breakfast?" he asks and i smile "i'd love some actually." i say and he nods as we walk into the kitchen "so what's on the agenda for today?" he asks "ultrasound appointment at 9 actually. are you gonna come with?" i ask and he smiles while nodding "pf course i am." he says as he walks over and kisses me "what do you want to eat? eggs? toast?" he asks and i shake my head at both options "hmmm oh! cereal" i say and he laughs while shaking his head "out of all your options, you chose cereal?" he asks "well, i was gonna ask for a soufflé but that seemed too advanced for you." i say sarcastically as he rolls his eyes and i laugh "i'm only kidding, i just don't have a huge appetite." i say and he nods "alright which kind? rice krispies or krave?" he asks as he holds up the boxes and i think for a moment "hmm, let's do krave." i say and he nods and starts pouring some in a bowl followed by the milk then places it in front of me with a spoon "thank you love." i say as i place a quick kiss on his lips and the begin eating "so, what's going on with your agent?" i ask curiously and he sighs "he's insisting i do this short film but it's quickly literally about everything i'm aganist. if i do this film it'll make me look like an awful person." he says and i nod "that's rough. i mean, if you said no, why is he trying to pressure you? he can't force you." i say and he nods "i know, which is why i was telling him to stop. i can't work on a film about worshiping the fucking devil when i'm a proud christian. it's just wrong and goes against everything i believe in and stand for." he says and i nod as i finish my cereal stand up to wash the bowl and spoon.

"is it even legal to make a movie like that? honestly it seems like there has to be some sort of law being broken." i say and he sighs "sadly, no. this is because everyone has the right to express their beliefs. freedom to believe what you want is a scary thing religion wise. if that makes sense. i mean like when it comes to believing in God or believing in the devil. people who worship the devil take shit to another level." he says and i nod "text your agent and say you refuse to do anything like that. if they try to pressure you, remind them that you have the right to say no to a job." i say and he nods "also, we better get ready. its 7:30 and we both need to get ready still." i say and he nods "shower?" i ask and he nods as we head upstairs and straight to the bathroom.
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getting ready —> after the shower. —> stephanie's pov.
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"do you think the baby is healthy?" i ask as i apply some mascara to my lashes "i'm sure the baby is." matthew says as he puts on some deodorant and some cologne. "ready?" i ask as i apply some deodorant and perfume then walk into the bedroom to the closet where i grab my birkenstocks and slip them on and then grab my purse "yep! let's go!" he says as he stands up after tying his converse.
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the drive to the clinic wasn't long, 15 minutes tops. we left the house at 8:15 so we could stop and grab a refresher from starbucks on the way there and because we didn't want to risk getting stuck in traffic. once we arrived i grabbed my phone, my purse and my refresher then stepped out of the car, that is until i got a sharp pain in my head that wouldn't go away, of course matthew rushed me inside and asked if any of the nurses could help or might know what was wrong. which eventually lead to them telling me i was having a migraine, more than likely from too much stress. so, they told me to rest and take it easy. usually i wouldn't complain but, knowing my stress levels are impossible to control and on top of that can be harmful to our baby, terrifies me.