the instructor ; m.espinosa

; nine

a couple days later

matt's pov

i woke up to my phone ringing, the caller id was of someone in the area.

"hello?"

"yes matthew?"

oh it was detective collins. "yeah?"

"sorry to wake you at 4 in the morning, but the autopsy report was sent in and it wasn't brian who did it. we put together all the clues and found on the whole story and we got him down here and he confessed."

"who is he?"

"andrew jackson. he was put behind bars."

"so that's it, he can just still live for what he's done. tortures and murders my daughter and he still gets to fucking live?!"

"i-i'm sorry sir, it wasn't my call. have a good day."

with that he hung up.

you know none of this would have happened if it weren't for kayana. he wouldn't know me or anything. this is all her fault, all hers. my daughter suffered because of her.

kay walked into the living room. "is everything okay?" she asked.

"no, you know what nothing is okay, it will never be okay. you know who did it. andrew did it. andrew fucking killed my daughter, and it's all because of you. you, you're the reason my daughter died. you are. i can't even bare to look at you. you caused this, all of it!"  i yelled at her with anger in my voice.

"matt, i-i know you're mad right now, but h-how is this my fault. i'm not andrew. h-he's the one who did it not me." she was shaking and looked scared. but i didn't give a shit.

"andrew knew you and you know me. you broke up with andrew and he targeted me, probably thinking i came in-between the two of you." i raised my voice.

"matt do you fucking remember that he cheated on me, he didn't think you 'came in-between us' i caught him cheating. don't you remember when I told you that? oh no, i forgot we aren't friends, you're just my swimming instructor. you know what i hate this feeling. all i ever did was help you with all your problems and you could never help me with mine, you never even listened when i vented to you about everything, acted like you cared at the movies, acting like you even gave a sh-."

i cut her off, i kissed her.

she pulled away quickly and i wiped away her tears.

"what the fuck is wrong with you, you just went off on me then you decide to-"

i cut her off again. this time she didn't pull away. i smiled into the kiss.

"i don't get you espinosa." she laughed.

"listen, i'm sorry, it was just i was so mad and took it all out on you. it's not your fault. please forgive me." i said while getting on my knees and pouting to her like a two year old.

"i-i don't know."

I grabbed both of her hands "please, you didn't cause any of this, i'm sorry, i really am." i looked into her eyes.

"fine." she said while rolling her eyes and laughing. god that laugh.

i sat back on the couch and leaned my head on her shoulder. "thanks for being a great friend kay. i'm sorry for taking all my anger out on you and i'm sorry for not being the friend you need me to be and having all the attention on me."