Matthew Espinosa Imagines

Out of Love pt. 2

*Jayme's POV*

I sit on top of a park's picnic table, it being creaky and made out of dark oak wood.

It was dark out, the sun setting and making the sky have a pinkish purplish tint. It was beautiful.

My brown wavy hair was down and I was covering my mouth with my sweat shirt sleeves. I was preparing to hold back the whimpers or sobs.

I agreed to meet Matthew here at the park at eight o'clock PM. At the moment, it was eight o' six.

What if he doesn't even show up...?

I don't know why I agreed. Maybe I am more desperate or needy than I think.

It's been almost a full two months since I last saw Matthew. And my heart is fully broken.

I check my phone again for the millionth time.

Eight o' eight.

"Where is he?" I whimper aloud.

I suddenly feel a presence behind me and whip around, alarmed, to see Matthew in a jacket and khakis.

His eyes looked swollen from tears and he was sucking in his cheeks.

Warmth flows into my stomach seeing Matthew in the flesh instead of my photos, but it fades away after the memorization that he wasn't mine anymore.

He was Cecelia's.

During the two months I haven't seen him, he started getting serious with the other girl - Cecelia. She is gorgeous and especially more attractive than me. I know by the pictures on Matt's Instagram, that make me cry every time I see them.

I ended up having to unfollow him, and I voluntarily blocked her.

"Hi" Matt croaks, shoving his hands into his jacket's pockets.

I sigh quietly and turn away from Matt, it hurting physically and emotionally to look at him.

Matt inches closer, him standing beside me now as I sat, perched on top of this old table.

"Jayme" Matt murmurs, looking down at the dying grass of the winter beneath us. "I have believed for a very long time that you and I are inseparable."

My throat burns from swallowing the lump in it.

"And I still firmly believe that. But...true love doesn't mean being inseparable. It means being separated and nothing changes" Matt explains.

"And I haven't seen you for two months...yet still the thought of you haunts me...but in a good way. The thought of you're eyes still give me butterflies. The thought of you're smile still makes me smile...Jayme I'm still in love with you" Matt confesses.

That's when my emotions explode and tears burst out of my eyes and my lips let out the whimpers.

I see Matt's eyes have become glassy.

"Cecelia doesn't give me the same feelings, Jayme" Matt sobs. "And you know why I can't stop loving you? Because Cecelia isn't you. And no one else can ever be you."

I sob and cover my face with my cold hands. I can't take this. It hurts like a fire inside my stomach.

Matt suddenly tugs me off the table and pulls me in front of him, removing my hands from my face to show my wet cheeks and eyes.

Matt wipes away my tears as I wipe away his.

"I-I love you b-baby girl" Matt cries. "I'm so sorry I thought I could ever be with anyone else."

Matt pushes his lips against mine and instantly it felt like winter was summer. It felt like my pain was my pleasure.

Matt closes every gap between us and pushes more and more emotion into the kiss.

We pull away as then Matt stares down at our enlaced hands.

Then my heart falls into my stomach when Matt gets on one knee.

I gasp and jump back in shock. This can't be happening.

Matt hesitates for a moment, but then looks up at me with a teary-eyed smile.

"Jayme, baby" Matt croaks, letting go of one of my hands and pulling out a ring that I could picture on my finger for life.

"If I can't live without you, then why try?" Matt chuckles through the sobs, gripping my hand as tight as he can.

I was so in shock my knees buckled and I fell to his height, wanting to cry in his arms and just hide from the world.

Matt cups my cheek and wipes my tears, still holding the ring in his other hand.

"Marry me" Matt begs. "Make me the luckiest guy in the world."

I start picturing Matt and I having a life together. Marriage, kids, a family...

Being together forever.

But then I pause.

"Are you sure?" I whimper, looking back at Matt's glassy eyes.

Matt pulls my face closer to his, so close I could feel his warm breath on my lips.

"I have never been more sure about anything in my entire life" Matt promises, pecking my lips over and over and over.

"Promise me you'll be mine forever" Matt pleads, gripping the ring tightly with his thumb and index finger.

I glance at the ring, and then back at Matt's eyes.

I wanted this.

"I promise" I say, as Matt then slipped the ring on my finger, picked me up and spun me around, smiling and laughing happily.

I can't wait to spend my life with this dummy.

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There's part two for you beautiful people

love y'all❤️

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- abby