Sweetest Whatever

Chapter 8: Talking to the Past

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Chapter 8: Talking to the Past

Megan Dalton

"Thanks for staying by my side." I thank Matt as I entwine my hand with his. This feels like we're officially together but no way, it isn't happening.

He smiles," Anything for you, Meg." and he just stays there beside me. I honestly can't believe I fainted for the second time. My heart is really weak, that's why. Matt was always present whenever my outburst occur and I'm thankful. Even though I don't understand him sometimes, I'm beyond glad that I met a person like him. I may be annoyed by his presence sometimes, I'm still thankful he's there whenever I need him. But yeah, I don't trust him.

I then sit up and put on my doll shoes and stand up. Matt looked at me and said, "Where are you going?"

"Home." I said simply while I was heading out for the door. He doesn't reply.

My memory's blurry. I just remember that I was rummaging through my locker then Roy talked to me and Matt carrying me to the clinic. Wait a minute.

I talked to Roy?

What did I sputter out this time?

I stopped behind my tracks and turn around so I am facing the annoyance. "Matt, what did I say when I was talking to Roy?" I ask him, looking at him sternly.

He smirks at my direction, "You said you love me. I wish I could've caught it on tape. It would be a great hit at the intercom, you know?"

He's fucking getting on my nerves. Oh fuck it, he's acting like a child who just won a prize at the carnival. How weird can this guy be? Weirder than Mr. Bean, perhaps. It's fucking annoying! Why did I even agree to this? There's tons of boys out there ugh.

"Shut up, Matt! Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go home." I close the door and it slams itself in place in the process and off I go to my car. My head's still throbbing. It's like having two hammers slamming my head simultaneously. Why did I even agree to talk to that stupid asshole? This is obviously an understatement. That was not what I want. That was not what I planned! Me, myself and I, talking to Davis?! Oh please.

But I did achieve something great this day. Roy Christian Davis was jealous. He was jealous of Matt and I. He didn't even say it but it's evident in his actions. I smile to myself as I drive home. Tomorrow will be Tuesday and he'll be seeing us again. I just hope one thing, Matt won't screw this up. I know he has the capacity to screw it up and if he does, the authenticity of our friendship is wrecked. I won't sit beside and talk to him. That's a great deal but could I handle not noticing the irresistible Matthew Hendricks.

Of course, what is he to me?

He's a nobody, that's a fact. But somehow, deep down in this heart of mine, there's this piece that won't dare to let go of Hendricks. Oh fuck, I'm messed up. I'm not supposed to fall for the fake boyfriend. I am not into cliché and happy endings. Everything has an end. Even you could stop drawing the infinity sign. Even the world has an end but one thing that I think that would never end... Is my feelings for that fucking excuse of a human being, Roy.

I shake my head and continue driving. I can't. I won't. I wouldn't dare. I will never ever fall in love for Matthew Hendricks. And one thing I just need to do is forget these stupid and silly feelings for Roy.

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Matt Hendricks

Walking to the cafeteria to meet my pals, I came across her. And by her, it's Katanya Aries Shieldings. She asked me if we could talk and I immediately said yes. I don't know why but there's something about Anya that makes you cling into her. This is extremely creepy but yeah, it's true. And now, we're in an empty classroom.