home to you: a blackbear fanfiction

the aftermath

          Getting over Matthew was the hardest thing I ever had to do. He was the only one I wanted to be with and I wasn't sure how I was going to get through the rest of my life knowing we couldn't be together. I started staying in a hotel that Matt insisted on paying for, hoping I would calm down and come home. He had not realized that he could not buy my love. He sent the rest of my things to the hotel, and I lived life one day at a time. 

         It was almost two weeks before I got out of bed. I called my oldest sister Amber daily. She was my best  friend and the only way I could temporarily forget about Matt. The first few days, he called every few hours, but each time I would ignore him. He was supposed to leave for tour a month after we broke up. He called again the day before the tour started, and again I ignored him. My birthday came and went. I received gifts and went to lunch with Taylor, but I wasn't really in the mood to celebrate. Matt sent me a gold necklace and a blackbear sweatshirt, along with a text that read "happy birthday baby❤️ you're still free to join me on tour whenever you want. I love you." I responded with a simple "thank you," the first he had heard from me in over a month.

           Finally, Amber told me she was sick of me moping around and insisted I go on a date. I discussed the idea with Taylor, who told me that it was too early to move on, and I should think about going back to Matthew. When she realized I had no intentions of doing so, she offered to set me up with a friend of hers, an attractive photographer named Zac who I had met a handful of times. I agreed, and we set a time and place.

          On the night that I was going out without Zac, I stood in my hotel room in front of the mirror, staring at myself. It had been years since I had been on a first date, and I felt guilty, as if I was cheating on Matt. I wore a mid thigh length red dress with black heels and a black necklace. I was anxious as I left the hotel. Zac complemented me and I admired his gray suit. We went out to dinner, and it went better than I expected. He was intelligent and funny, and though he wasn't Matthew, I decided I would go out with him again. I was starting to forget Matt little by little, but in two weeks, that would change. I would soon be brought back to the reality that I couldn't escape Matt, even if I tried.