Hate Is A Form Of Affection (UNEDITED)

Chapter 33

RILEYS POV

"Riley... wake Up. I'm back." I hear A soft Voice say. My eyes flutter Open, and I Blink a few times because of the Light.

"Matt is that you?" I ask Him sitting up rubbing my eyes. I'm so tired.

"Yeah. You were knocked out." He says taking off his jacket.

"I don't even remember falling asleep. How did dinner go?"

"We talked."

"And?" I ask Him Laughing slightly.

"And nothing. We just talked about the baby, and what we're going to do. I need to get a job, and I don't Know Where to look, and This is just too much for me to handle."

"Hey." I tell Him Resting my hand on his cheek making him look at me. "Don't worry. You'll figure something out. I could Help You If You Want."

"No, your doing enough just by being here." He tells me. I smile at that.

"That's sweet, but Let me help. I want too." I say.

"Have I ever told you your the best girl friend in the entire world?" Matt Says.

"Hmm I don't remember." I say putting a thinking face on. Matt Laughs, and he wraps his shoulder around me and we both fall back into the bed.

"So, what did you do while I was gone?"

"Just sleep. It was boring without you here. They come back tomorrow. Are you ready to tell your Mom?" I ask looking up at him. He grabs my hand and intertwined our hand together.

"I'm Terrified, but I'm sure she will understand. I mean she has to right?"

"Sure. Your not the Only One who Has to explain themselves." I say.

"What are you talking about?" He asks me confused.

"I need to tell my Mom About us."

"Right." Matt says.

"But... I'm diving a lot more deeper then that."

"Your telling her?" Matt asks me.

"She needs to know about what happened between us."

"But if you tell her about that, my mom is gonna find out about it, and she's gonna give me shit!" Matt Says starting to yell at me.

"Matt, Why are you talking to Me Like that?"

"Don't you understand what's happening Riley! You can't tell your Mom About that Not right now." He says Staring to get mad.

"Matt, it's my choice. Stop yelling at me, your starting to scare me."

"You Know what." He says getting up. "I don't want to be around you right now."

"Matt." I say getting up.

"Leave me Alone." He says slamming the door Making me Jump. Why is he so upset? I sit here thinking of words to say. Maybe I should just Give Him His Space.

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I sit In Bed and Matt still hasn't come to talk to me. I should just Grow some balls and go speak to him myself if he won't.  I get Up And walk to the door. I put my hand on the doorknob and take a deep breath. I open it, and Matt is standing right in front of it. He stares at me and I Stare back.

"I was just going to come talk to you." I say.

"Yeah, that's what I was coming to do too." Matt Says I Turn around and cross my arms against my chest and turn around to look back at him. He closes the door, and Looks at me.

"I'm sorry." He says. "I flipped out on you, and it was wrong of me to do that, I didn't mean to yell at you, and I didn't mean what I said, I'm Just.. stressed out okay? This whole thing with the baby, and Chelsea, it's just a lot, and then I have to tell My Mom who's already gonna Flip out on me, and then, you want to tell her about what happened between us. The asshole I was, and how I used to treat you?" He says.

"No, your right, I shouldn't have thrown this at you. If you don't want me to tell her then I Won't I'll Wait. We can tell them when we're ready, when the Both of us are ready.. and I'm sorry too." I say.

I give Him a Hug, and He Hugs Me back. "Just Don't Yell at me Next time." I say in his ear.

"I feel awful." He says.

"It's okay. I forgive you." I Give him a quick Peck on the Lips, and he smiles down at me.

As we're having our moment, Matt's Phone Rings. He Takes it out. "It's My Mom." He answers it and I stand there and Watch him.

"Yeah sure, what time?... Okay we will be there. Bye mom." He hangs up.

"What's up?" I ask him.

"I need to pick her and your mom up at the airport. Wanna join me?"

"Sure. I have nothing better to do anyways." He nods, and Just Looks down.

"I should Start Packing." He says.

"I don't want you to go." I say Getting sad.

"I'll still come and see you everyday, but I'm gonna miss you. I don't want to leave."

"I'll Help you Pack." I say as we head downstairs.