His strong aquiline nose scrunched up, his light eyes becoming cloudy and shaded as my words progressed- as I continued to speak he visibly changed. His right fist clenched tight in rage, while the other gripped the edge of the bed. He was silent, I was the only one that had said anything in what felt like hours, but it was mere minutes that ticked by. He shook his head his soft blond hair falling into his eyes, covering the emotions on his face. He sat up straight his posture high, he didn't dare turn to look at me. I continued to speak to him, telling him only small details about what had transpired the past few weeks...
I was honest about everything though, the way it started- the things ''we promised'', He deserved to know.
He shook his head again, unclenching his fist to push the hair behind his ear. "I can't believe you... That you would- be capable of something like this." He spoke his deep accent disguising the hurt in his voice. He turned to face me for a split second his eyes starring straight into mine, before glancing down at the hardwood floor. "I'm so sorry, I don't know how to tell you what in the hell happened. I'm so so sorry." My hands came together, I picked underneath my nails anxiously- digging the dirt from beneath them.
"Yea, and that makes it so much better. You cheated on me- not once or twice either! And with Jordan, are you mad? He's got a wife." My head fell, feeling so guilty. "I'm sorry it was all a mistake."
Matt stood abruptly from the end of the bed. "You're right it was a mistake, you're bloody right." He walked over to the dresser and began opening the drawers and grabbing handfuls of black clothing. "What are you doing?" He didn't bother to turn around. "What does it look like? I'm leaving- once you get whatever is going on with you sorted out, I'll think about coming back." I stood up and walked over to him- grabbing on to his skinny arms. "Matt- please." He turned around shrugging me off. "You dug this hole all by yourself, Y/N." He had his black tour suitcase in his hand. "Vegan." He continued to ignore me, throwing his suitcase down on the queen size bed. "Can we not talk about this first, please!" I begged clinging onto him. "What can you say, what could you possibly tell me? Not the same things you told him, please. Spare me."
Suddenly the bedroom door opened- revealing Jordan the very person this fight was about. "Are you fucking kidding me!" Matt screamed, throwing a pile of shirts into his suitcase. Jordan looked sheepishly at Matt. "What's going on?" Matt rolled his eyes. "You know damn well what's going on, Jordan. You cunt!" Jordan's jaw hung open slightly. "You told him!" Jordan spoke loudly. "I had too!" "What if he tells Emma!" I shook my head. "I don't fucking know." Matt butted in, "I have every right in the world to tell her, you cheated on her- with my girlfriend! I thought you were My Mate." Jordan put his arms up. "It started off as an accident." "Well it didn't end up as one, considering you two fucked around for weeks!" A tear rolled down my cheek. "Matt please." He continued to ignore me, directing his abuse at Jordan. "You piece of shit! You know I could get you kicked out of this band." Matt directed pointing his long index finger right in Jordan's face. Jordan's eyes glassed over in anger. "Well- maybe if you weren't such a loser and would take interest in her, she wouldn't have to come to me." "She came to you all right, get the hell out of my house!"
Jordan shrugged, "Make me, I know Y/N wants me here." "Guys stop!" "Stay out of this Y/N." Jordan spoke, looking directly into my eyes. "No, this is my fault." "Damn right it is." Matt yelled- "Jordan I told you get the fuck out of my house!" Jordan back up hitting the door frame, as Vegan loomed over him. "Fine, call me Y/N." Jordan sympathetically looked my way, before scurrying down the hall.
"How did he get in here, did you give him a key?" Matt asked quietly, calming down substantially since Jordan wasn't in the room anymore. I scrunched up my face. "Of course I didn't." Matt sat down on the edge of the mattress, putting his head in his hands. "You couldn't be serious, is that true- do I not pay you enough attention?" I shook my head "no". "Its just hard we are so similar, but still so far apart." He ran a hand through his hair, resting his left hand across his mouth. "I'm sorry than, Y/N. I would never neglect you." I slowly sat down next to him, "I know you wouldn't, I made a terrible mistake." He nodded- agreeing. "Just don't ever do it again, you have to promise that you'll always be mine." "Of course, Matt. I promise." My arms flew around his shoulders giving him a warm embrace. "If you ever screw Jordan again I'm killing 'im."
