What I Did To You **Matthew Espinosa**

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His brown eyes darken. His eyebrows pull together making his smooth skin wrinkle slightly between them. He hates me. And boy, does he make it known.

I turn around quickly, trying to focus more on the board and less on the burning feeling his glare is leaving on my back.

Matthew Espinosa.

The name leaves a sort of depressingly awkward feeling in the pit of my stomach. We weren't always like this, I swear. Matt and I started out as the cute little couple that was a little nervous around each other but in the best way. That escalated to being super comfortable around each other with butterflies still intact. Then I ruined it all. Of course I regretted it the minutes that followed afterwards but the damage had been done. I'd wrecked everything that had and would happen with us with those four simple words. "I don't want you."

I'm not even quite sure why I did it. We were fighting over something stupid. We were both searching through the most hurtful things that would cut deep but I had shot way past the line. You see, Matt grew up with everyone leaving him. His parents both left simultaneously leaving him with his grandparents. What made his situation even worse is that he has no siblings. No one to live his painful life with him side by side. He had no guaranteed partner that completely understood his predicament.

As our relationship progressed, he shared his story with me and I made sure to steer clear of ever bringing it up when he didn't initiate the topic. His deepest secrets and insecurities came out and I was the only person he told. You can see now why my comment hurt him so bad. Those words were the equivalent to saying "I'm breaking up with you because I'm in love with your brother but don't worry, he's not technically your brother because you're adopted. Oh and all of your friends secretly hate you, alright bye."

Through his struggles, he managed to come out on top and then some. He was always outgoing, lovable, cuddly Matt. He was surrounded by all of his friends who loved him to death and all the girls drooling over him. But being the best boyfriend to ever live, he only had eyes for me. If only I deserved it.

He's changed since then. Never smiling with those big bright eyes like he used to. Never cracking stupid jokes that made people laugh til their sides hurt. Never hugging people when they're having horrible days. Never ignoring all of the girls.. That one hurt pretty badly to say the least. What hurts me even more is the fact that I can't seem to get over him. As much as I wish I could finally get over him like he's done with me, I have to admit that he wasn't only unbelievably sweet and caring, but also the hottest guy that I've ever had the luck to meet let alone get to know.

His friends still love him and honestly, I think he's only hostile and hateful around me. All I keep picturing is all of his friends and female worshipers being surrounded by his contagious laughter and jokes he thinks are hilarious leading to everyone falling over in fits of laughter.

All the fairy tales and cliché stories have always told of the bad boy that's only sweet for the girl. Well, my story is quite opposite. Much to my dismay.

That's me, Delilah. The girl that ruins everything.

The bell rings as I'm replaying all of the horrible memories in my head.

I shove all of my stuff into my backpack as I stand up. I leave the room silently with my head down hoping not to create a scene. It's the last class of the day so I stroll to the doors on the left once I'm clear out of the classroom.

You're ridiculous. Sure you aren't over him, sure he hates you but you don't have to act like a puppy getting scolded. God Delilah find your chill.

Walking to the vacant door ways, I thank god that I'm alone right now after the crowded school day. Everyone else goes down to the other doors because their houses all go off towards the other end of the school. Mine however, is one of the few that are towards the other end so I practically get my own parking lot in the morning and afternoon.