Sweetest Whatever

Chapter 32: I Did

{inspired by: Amnesia, 5 Seconds of Summer. So yeah, sorry if I’m flooding you with 5sos songs. They’re just… the bomb! So yeah, to the freaking story!}

 

Chapter 32: I Did

 

Megan Dalton

                I left his room at midnight. I know my friends were already in their rooms for the corridor was empty. My mood lightened up and I’m feeling like myself now—now that he’s back in my life. I sang him to sleep tonight because he insisted. Of course, the insistent Matt Hendricks. He never changed one little wee bit. He’s still my Matt.

                I knock on the door twice. Val opened the door. He looked tired and his eyes were swollen. Was he crying?

                “Meg. Oh, you’re back.” He muttered weakly. His hair was tousled and it made him more hotter than before. Then there’s this familiar rope of guilt knotting in my stomach. Matt…. Val…. Oh,shit. What mess have I managed to get myself into now?

                Am I that really bound to be alone?

                I hugged him even though I felt the awkward distance between us, “Hey. Let’s sleep?” He just nods in response. Shit, nothing’s fine, I’m so torn. I’ll never be able to get myself out of any mess. I’m… indestructible—like an atom.

                I entered the room and changed my clothes. When I went back to the bedroom, Val was cuddled up in the bed and he was not moving. “Love?” I called out.

                “Yes?” There’s that weak voice again. I shook my head. “What is wrong?” I asked him. He sighs. “Nothing. Let’s sleep.”

                “NO! I won’t sleep until you tell me what’s wrong!” I shouted at him, “This relationship won’t work if we keep things to ourselves, V! Because newsflash:  it won’t unravel itself!”

                “You wanna know what’s wrong? It’s you! If that guy never made an appearance now, this vacation would’ve been awesome! Now all you fucking care about is Matt, Matt, Matt and Matt!” he retorted and I got angrier. How shallow can Val be?

                “What the fuck, V? He has freaking cancer! How can you not care about him?!” I shouted back. I don’t care if I wake up all the people in this hotel. I just want answers to my unanswered requests.

                “Because he’s been my arch enemy since forever! Every time I love a girl, Matt gets it! Every time I get the girl, he steals it! It’s always been him. Nobody cares about me because it’s always Matt fucking Hendricks!” I went and slapped him.

                “See? Even you, Meg. I know you want him back. I know you still love him. I know I’m never that guy because all the fucking time, it was him! It was all about forgetting him which fucking failed!” By now, Val was crying. I couldn’t speak. My throat just automatically went dry. I can’t speak and even if I could, I never found the right words to say.