Hidden (Matt Espinosa)

sixteen

(A/N: I'm really excited for this chapter bc its the chapter that has the quote that is the description of my book!!!!!!)

I look in my closet and grab a black pair of leggings along with my burgundy American Eagle sweater.

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I slowly take off my t-shirt and look at my self in the body length mirror inside my closet. I cringe at what I see. A good portion of my torso is a mixture of black, yellow, purple, and blue. I slip my sweater on and then my pants.

I walk down the stairs and grab my keys from the rack, "I'll be back later." I walk out the door, grabbing the flowers and hop in my car. I check my phone and see I have a text from Jordan. I unlock my phone and check it.

Jordan: sleepover tonight?

Me: yah, I'll come by after dinner. I'm going to matts, I have tons of news.

I set my phone in the cup holder and back out of the driveway.

When I get to Matt's house my heart starts to pound. I hold the flowers close to my chest and I walk up to the door, taking a deep breath. I knock quietly but there's no answer. I check the door, it's unlocked. I open it quietly thinking Matt wouldn't mind. I step into the hall, the whole house is dark and I can hear noise coming from the living room. I furrow my eyebrows and walk down the hall. I hear a moan and flick the light on. I peer into the living room and see Matt laying on top of another girl. He instantly looks up as I drop the roses. He throws himself off her and begins struggling to put his boxers on as he runs towards me. I turn around and walk quickly to the door. He grabs my arm and spins me towards him. "Drew, wait." A tear slips from my eye and I look to him, "No. I am fucking tired of this. I thought you actually might of cared. I thought, hey, Matt invited me to dinner maybe he still likes me. But I was wrong, you set me up." His eyes narrow, "What? Drew I didn't invite you over." I bite my lip and point to the flowers laying on the floor behind him, "I found those on my front step yesterday." He walks over to them and looks at the note. He then looks into the living room. "Did you do this?" I hear a girls voice say "mhmm." Jess. More tears fall down my cheeks. "I'm just gonna leave, I see you are busy." He turns and runs to me, "No. Drew, please." My lip starts to quiver and I squint my eyes shut. "What Matt? What could you possibly want." He takes a deep breath, "Though I didn't send those flowers, I have been debating on talking to you for awhile now." I roll my eyes, "Like that makes me feel any better." He comes closer to me, "Drew. I didn't mean to call you a slut. But after you left that day I thought you would want nothing to do with me. I wasn't even mad with you, I was mad at myself." I narrow my eyebrows, "For what? Accidentally knocking a glass bowl on the ground?" He bites his lip and a tear falls down his cheek, "I didn't accidentally hit it, I threw it. I made a mistake Drew. When I went to study with Jess she seduced me, at first I yelled for her to leave but then she kept going on with it and I caved. I am so sorry Drew. I wasn't angry with you, I was disappointed with myself because I knew I had hurt you." My heart pounds quicker and I walk closer to him and slap him hard. "That's what you get for lying." I turn to leave but Jess says, "Wait." I turn and see her standing there, fully clothed. I roll my eyes, "What Jess? Haven't you already done enough." She walks over to me then looks to Matt, "You should ask her what she's been hiding." She opens the door and walks out, "I thought we had a deal!" She looks back at me, "The deals off, loser." She closes the door and I look back at him. He looks into my eyes, and I raise my hand, "I don't want to talk right now okay, Matt?" He looks deeper into my eyes, "Drew, what are you running from?" I hesitate for a moment and then whisper, "Everything." Matt pulls me into a hug and at first I think to push away, but I don't. I wrap my arms around his torso and I let my tears fall down his back. "Shh, it's okay Drew. Just tell me, I won't judge." I look up at him, "You promise?" He nods and I take a deep breath. "A little over a year ago my father had some huge psychotic break down." I pull away from our embrace and sit down on the stairs. I put my head in my hands. I look up with watery eyes, "He murdered my older sister, Matt. She was only 17. She had college, and marriage, and children that were in her future. But he took it all away." Matt sits down against the wall and looks at the door, "Why didn't you tell me this, Drew?" I shrug, "Because, Matt. Once my old school found out about what he did, everyone turned on me. They all said I was psycho too. I became so depressed to the point where I almost committed suicide. We had to move somewhere no one would know me, which eneded up to be here. Matt, I used to live in San Francisco, California. My dad was a CEO of a huge company, we were insanely rich. Once my dad was thrown in jail my mom lost total control of herself and our money. She spent it on weed and male prostitutes. She spent a lot on medication for Jonah and random ass shit that didn't mean anything. I am sorry I didn't tell you, but I couldn't... I was too scared that you would be like the others, that you would judge." He gets up and extends his hand to me. I take it and stand before him. "But I'm not like the others Drew. I care about you." I pull him in for a hug and hold him tight. "I care about you too, Matt." We pull apart after a few minutes of silence and he looks down at me. We stare into each others eyes for what seems to be awhile and then he slowly turns his head and leans down. Right before his lips connect mine I turn away, "I can't, Matt. I'm still pissed that you didn't tell me that day. If you just told me you messed up, I would've forgiven you. But now, I need time." He nods, "I know, I'm sorry I shouldn't of rushed things." I rest my hand on his shoulder, "Maybe this time we can take things slower. Before we started out hot and heavy and look where that got us." He smiles, "I like that idea. If you'd like you can come for dinner Wednesday, my moms gonna be in town." I smile, "I would like that." I peck his cheek and walk out the door.

I drive from Matt's to Jordan's and park my car on the side of the street. I get out and walk up the door. Her younger brother greets me at the door, "HI DREW!" I smile, "Hey little dude, what's up?" He shrugs and walks with me to the banister, "Nothin much. Just playing video games. She's upstairs, bye." He runs into the living room and I laugh to myself as I walk up the stairs.

I walk into her room and she's sitting on her bed. "Hey." She looks up from her phone, "Hey. Wait, I can sense it. What's wrong?" I laugh and sit next to her. "I went to Matt's because flowers were left on my doorstep telling me to go there for dinner. I got there and walked in. I was set up by Jess to walk in on them having sex." Her eyes widen and she covers her mouth, "That bitch. Did he see you? Did you guys talk? Did you hit that slut hard?" I roll my eyes, "He ran to me and we talked and I didn't hit her but I hit him." She furrows her eyebrows, "You hit him? Why?" I bite my lip, "The day he called me a slut. He was just angry because he had just had sex with Jess." She rolls her eyes, "God that girl has almost every boy wrapped around her finger." I nod, "Yeah." She smirks, "We need to get her back." I laugh, "C'mon, your joking right?" She gives me a look, "Does it look like I'm joking? That bitch hurt my best friend, which means she's goin down." I laugh, "Before we start thinking of ideas I gotta tell you something, but you need to promise not to judge."

Once I finish telling Jordan absolutely everything from Matt and I's conversation, including the part about my dad, I sit there looking at her while waiting for a response. "Wow." I bite my lip, "Yeah." She looks to me, "I'm really sorry about your sister, Drew. I know it must be hard to have to deal with the fact your dad murdered her." I nod awkwardly, "Yup. You aren't judging, right?" She looks to me, "Hell no. I don't know why any of those bitches would judge you of all people. If anything judge your dad, but not a loud even if so. They should've helped you rather then hurt you." I laugh, "I agree. But lets get started on how we are gonna get back at Jess."

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