A Little Drunk- A Matt Fanfic

A Little Drunk- A Matt Fanfic Ch. 9

Ch 9- Kaylee's POV

I withdrew my depression from earlier today. In my Honda Civic (hand- me - down courtesy from dad), I arrived at Vanessa's huge cozy looking cottage-like house. I wish I had her house. I knock on the door and there stood Vanessa. "Wow, you look great!" said Vanessa. "Thanks." I replied. I looked decent enough, at least. I wore a daisy jumper, a leather black jacket, and some black Converse. Vanessa opened up her vanilla- scented house and gave me a tour. Her parents were on their honeymoon, and she was home alone. We walked into the kitchen, and the first thing I see was a single condom packet on the table. I stare at it uncomfortably until Vanessa sees it. "Whoops. That wasn't supposed to be there." she said. We both laughed, then went outside.

She introduce me to The Jacks, and Shawn was playing the guitar. I sit down and impatiently bob my knees up and down. "Trying to wait for Matt?" Cassidy says. I didn't want to admit it, but that was the truth. We were all talking,and then a nice looking pickup truck rolls in. "It's Matt!" Yelled Vanessa. While Vanessa gets Matt, Kathy fluffs my hair up and brushes through it. "Perfect." She said. When Matt and Vanessa walk outside, The Jacks and Shawn all did chestbumps and whatever boys do to greet each other. After their greet, Matt smirks at me. I smiled back. When Matt smirked at me, I can't help but feel sexually frustrated. He walked to a chair and said, "Hi, Kaylee. You look nice." He said. His eyes sparked when he spoke. I looked into his sparkling eyes and said, "You look handsome, well, in a friendly way." We both laughed it off. "Look, I'm sorry about what Gisselle did. That was such a dick move." he said. I took a swig of my beer and said, "Don't sweat about it." After that,we decided to tell us about each other. Matt told me about his parents, happily married, the youngest sibling scenario. "What's your family like?" I he asked. I was too embarrassed to tell my life story. I don't think I want to tell him. "Okay, sorry that I asked." he said. "You know what? I'll tell you, but I might be broken. My mom, dad, and three younger sisters lived happily. But my mom and dad decided they just don't love each other, so they got a divorce. They split everything equally. But then my mom a after the divorce, lost her job. She eventually went homeless a few years later, living with my grandma. My dad tried to support her, and my mom forced me and my sisters to live with him. Well, my dad got a promotion out here, and I just left my mom alone without any comfort." I started to tear up, then a tear drop rolled down my cheek. Everybody stopped what they were doing to comfort me; I was surrounded. "It's all right." Kathy said. I shoved everyone away and cried,"I need a minute."

I ran into the woods, beer bottle and all, and sat up a big tree trunk. How could I have abandoned my mother at her most darkest hour? Why did my dad have to move? I feel lonely, happy, depressed, and confused, not sure of what to feel. I was so mixed up. I wailed my heart out, letting the eyeliner and mascara smudge. I regret telling Matt. I even regret coming here. A few footsteps came, and it was Matt. Great. He plopped himself on the trunk next to me. "I don't want you to see me like this." I said. I was unattractive at its finest. "You're not that bad, I've seen worse." he said. That person must've been on the verge of suicide. We sat there silently, with me letting out frigid exhales. "Look at the stars right now. Many lonely, lost, broken hearts look up there every night. The stars remind you that you are not the only one in trouble. The stars have seen it all, from the sobs to the silence of suicide. You're not alone, ever. If you need something to look up to, the stars are there for you." Matt said. I stared at the wondrous balls of light, valiantly shining, making me feel lost in time. I looked at Matt and said, "That was the most wisest thing someone has ever said to me." I said, and the drunk side of me faded when I said that. him. "Okay, sorry that I asked." he said. "You know what? I'll tell you, but I might be broken. My mom, dad, and three younger sisters lived happily. But my mom and dad decided they just don't love each other, so they got a divorce. They split everything equally. But then my mom a after the divorce, lost her job. She eventually went homeless a few years later, living with my grandma. My dad tried to support her, and my mom forced me and my sisters to live with him. Well, my dad got a promotion out here, and I just left my mom alone without any comfort." I started to tear up, then a tear drop rolled down my cheek. Everybody stopped what they were doing to comfort me; I was surrounded. "It's all right." Kathy said. I shoved everyone away and cried,"I need a minute." I ran into the woods, beer bottle and all, and sat up a big tree trunk. How could I have abandoned my mother at her most darkest hour? Why did my dad have to move? I feel lonely, happy, depressed, and confused, not sure of what to feel. I was so mixed up. I wailed my heart out, letting the eyeliner and mascara smudge. I regret telling Matt. I even regret coming here. A few footsteps came, and it was Matt. Great. He plopped himself on the trunk next to me. "I don't want you to see me like this." I said. I was unattractive at its finest. "You're not that bad, I've seen worse." he said. That person must've been on the verge of suicide. We sat there silently, with me letting out frigid exhales. "Look at the stars right now. Many lonely, lost, broken hearts look up there every night. The stars remind you that you are not the only one in trouble. The stars have seen it all, from the sobs to the silence of suicide. You're not alone, ever. If you need something to look up to, the stars are there for you." Matt said. I stared at the wondrous balls of light, valiantly shining, making me feel lost in time. I looked at Matt and said, "That was the most wisest thing someone has ever said to me." I said, and the drunk side of me faded when I said that. He smiled, " It's a friend's job to help" We silently stared at the stars, and Matt goes for my hand. I pull it away, unsure of what to do. But hey, YOLO. Yeah, I'm definitely drunk. I locked hands with Matt, and continued to stare at the sky. There was no place I'd rather be than with Matt.