Unknown Love √

Unknown Love Ch. 13

Amy's P.O.V.

"I should take Amy upstairs now; she's tired." Matt says.

"Your not going to put her in your filthy room are you?" Hannah asks.

"No, she's going to sleep in a guest room while I clean our bedroom up." Matt tells her.

After he said that, he leads me upstairs.

"Can I see our room first?" I question.

"Sure." He responds.

He leads me to a closed door and he opens it slightly.

"Just don't freak out please." He says.

Oh God, its bad isn't it? I hope I don't scream in horror.

The door fully opens. I put my hand up to my mouth...I was trying to prevent myself from screaming. There was clothes everywhere...it was probably hard to tell what was clean and was dirty. I even saw crumbs of food on the floor and even on the clothes too. The blankets on the bed looked like a lion had been through it because it was shredded to pieces. 

"Did you do that to the bed?" I ask looking at Matt in horror.

"I was in a bad mood one time and I ended up shredding the blankets. I haven't pulled out the new ones out of my closet yet." He tells me.

"You can't even get to the closet!" I say.

"Well anyways, I'm going to lead you to the guest room now so you can get some rest." He says grabbing my arm.

I shook his grasp away. "I can't sleep knowing this is what our room looks like! So I am helping you." I say in a firm voice.

"No Amy, I can handle this." He says.

"Bullshit! If you could handle this then our room wouldn't be a complete mess now would it? So accept my help and let's get to work." I say.

I hear Matt sigh slightly. "I'm not going to be able to change your mind, am I?" He asks.

I shake my head.

"Alright stay here. I'm going to get a bunch of laundry baskets and the vacuum." He tells me.

He walks off then so I stepped forward into the room and I began piling clothes up to make a walk way. I wanted to see what the bathroom looked like. After I made a walk way to the bathroom, I noticed that the door was shut. Am I going to have to restrain myself from screaming again?

I take a deep breath and open up the door. There was a stinky smell coming out of the bathroom and it invaded my nose. I quickly shut the door before I feel like I had to throw up. 

"Amy?! Where are you?!" I hear Matt yell out.

"In the bedroom. You better explain why the bathroom smells bad." I say.

"I don't know but I check later. Come over here." He says.

I walk over to him. "No, you check now. I am not going to be living in this room if there's mold in there." I say.

He walks to the bathroom and he opens the door. I see that he plugs his nose and heads inside. He comes back out and closes the door. 

"Apparently the toilet got plugged up and..." He began to say.

I held up a hand. "I don't want to know." I say.

We both then began tossing clothes into the baskets and after the baskets were filled up, Matt grabbed them and dragged them to the end of the hallway. I followed and noticed that there was a sign saying 'laundry room' and Matt opens the door and I see five different washers and five different dryers. He loads four of the washers up with his clothes and then he grabs the baskets and we head back to the room.

"Please tell me this is going to be the last time that this room will ever get that messy again." I say.

"I promise you it will be. And if it ever does get messy, you can smack me on the head." He tells me.

I realized that he was being serious so I nod my head. We loaded up two out of the five baskets and he takes them to the laundry room.