Pressure (A Matthew Healy story)

Reassurement

I wasn't strong enough to carry Matt to his bed so to compensate I found a light blanket and put it over him. I watched him sleep as his eyebrows were scrunched together forming worry lines along his for-head. I wondered why he seemed so troubled asleep then he did awake. I leaned in and gave him a small kiss on his for-head ,surprisingly making him calm down and his worry lines went away. I felt my eyes becoming heavy. I had a few drinks myself and I snuggled next to Matt and fell asleep.

Mommy I'm coming wait for me! a child size Matt was yelling towards a beautiful woman with flowing black hair and a beautiful smile. The only unusual part was that the beautiful woman was waiting for Matt by the edge of a cliff. Matt began to run towards the women but she fell off the cliff .Matt begins yelling for the woman to come back but eventually stopped and sat by the cliff kicking his feet back and forth as if he were waiting for the woman to come back.

I woke up with a jolt because I was afraid of what the boy would do when he realized the woman wasn't coming back. I calmed myself down and registered myself with reality . The reality that I was still in Matts house and that he confined in me a secret I'm not sure to question him about in his sober stage. I look beside me realizing I'm alone. I don't hear any noise to declare another presence in the apartment. I walk to the bedroom its empty ,I walk to the kitchen its empty as well, finally I tried the bedroom that had the black walls. I creaked the door opened slightly. I was taken by surprise to find Matt curled up on the floor holding what seems to be the letters he mentioned earlier. I didn't want to barge in on him so I tip toed away quietly. Well I thought I did.

" I know you're there' , just come in its okay really" Matt says with a deep sigh.

'um I- are you sure?

"positive" he reassures me

I pad over to where Matt is laying and I sit behind him half because that's the way he was facing and half because I don't want to know if he was crying or not.

"I cant see your pretty face Luc." I walk my way in front of Matt. I sat right in front of him so he can see my face. When I glanced at his face it was worse then I thought. It wasn't that he had a tear stained face, but he look drained of emotion . When I reached over to comfort him, he pushed my hand away and it was stone cold. He said he just wanted me to look into his eyes and stay silent a look can express more than words he said. And with that we stared into each others eyes with silence

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