Don't you ever let me go. [Matt Flyzik]

It's deliberate.

Sophia's p.o.v.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" 

"I'm not actually." I seethed.

"This is complete bullshit, Sophie, and you know it is."

"You're bullshit."

I could hear Matt chuckle darkly at that comment. We had been at each others throats since the second week after he left. At first, we were perfectly fine. The week before and after were perfect. Perfect. Now, we both dreaded the daily call between us because it would almost always end with us screaming at each other. And you know what? It was my fault. I knew that. 

"Fuck, Sophia, for the millionth time, I'm not cheating on you." He sighed.

Yep, that was the reason. I accused Matthew of cheating. Why, you ask? I was terrified. I hadn't been this close with someone. Ever. I knew he wasn't unfaithful, but I was pushing him away. Purposely. I know what you're thinking. Oh, Sophia, you're such an idiot. Why would you do that? I just don't want to be hurt, nor do I want to hurt him. In all honesty, that last one is what's scaring me the most. Over these past few weeks, I've realized just how much of a genuine person Matt is. I saw how caring he was, and what a sweetheart he always is. I didn't derserve him and I wouldn't be able to deal with hurting him. I mean, have you seen this kid when it comes to Mickey Mouse? It just might make your heart explode. It was best to just push him away, and go back to being friends. Considering I 'made the first move' that seems really stupid to say, but you have to understand, I cannot see Matthew Flyzik hurt, and I always hurt people.

"It's hard to believe that." 

Lie.

My eyes watered and spilled over, but I let none of that show in my voice. 

"Soph, listen, what did I do to make you think that? I wouldn't do that. I'm sorry if I said or did something, but can we please just drop this cheating shit? Just trust me, SoSo."

See what I mean about genuine? I couldn't breathe. That nickname always got me. Whenever he used it, it left me sobbing after our conversation. My mind went back to the last time he used it; one of the only two times in the past three weeks we hadn't fought.

-flashback-

"You know I care about you, right?"

My heart sped up.

"Yes...why, did you do something I wouldn't approve of?"

He laughed slightly. "No, Sophia, I'm being good, I promise."

I frowned. "Better be."

"You know I wouldn't hurt you, kid."

"I'm not a kid."

"You're younger than me, love."

"By three years, Flyzik."

"Still younger."

"Shut up."

He laughed, and I could tell there was a smile, much similar to mine, on his face even though I couldn't see it.

His voice lowered. "I miss you so much, SoSo."

My breath caught in my throat, and my eyes burned and blurred with tears. 

"I miss you too, Mattykins."

My voice wasn't more than a whisper. He was about to say something, but I overheard a slightly familiar voice in the background. It was one of the boys, I knew that, but I didn't know which one. I had met all of them right before they left, and only heard a few words from each.

"Matt, we gotta go. Soundcheck."

He sighed. "Soph..."

"I know, I heard."

"I'm sorry..."

"Don't be, it's your job. Do what you gotta do. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Alright...."

"Bye, Matthew."

I heard him say his farewell, and I hung up the phone shortly before breaking into a downright sob. It must have been extremely loud, because Tony rushed in. He pulled me into his lap and rocked me back and forth like he had when we were children and I had panic attacks. Thank God for my brother.

-end flashback-

"It's hard to tell what you do." I muttered to Matthew.

I hit the end button before he could say anything and threw myself on my bed. I absolutely hated this.