The Arrangement | Book 2 | Completed

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Matty's POV

"What the fuck." I mumble and head towards the kitchen. Those are definitely fucking moans that I hear. There is no denying that. Now, who the fuck are they coming from?

My dad wasn't lying when he said he already left, right? He wouldn't fucking lie about that. He wouldn't do something fucking stupid like this. He wouldn't cheat on my mom in their fucking rental house.

When I enter the kitchen, my heart nearly stops. A woman is sitting on the fucking counter, and my mom is kissing her fucking neck.

My. Mom.

"What the fuck? What the fuck is this?" I yell out, causing the two to nearly jump off of the counter. When my mom sees me, her eyes grow wide. She's been fucking caught.

"Oh my God. Matty, this isn't...this.." She stutters out, pulling away from the woman on the counter. I must have either not noticed at first, or just tried to fucking ignore it. There is no ignoring this, though. The woman on the counter is Christy. My mom is having a fucking affair with her best friend.

No fucking way.

No.

Fucking.

Way.

"Christy? What the fuck are you doing? Mom, what the fuck are you doing here with Christy? You're fucking...you're practically fucking her on the goddamn kitchen counter!" I yell at the two of them. This is one of the only times I have ever yelled at my mom in this way. Normally, I wouldn't dare raise my voice to her. But this...this is too fucking much.

"Matty, please. Listen to me, baby." She says, trying to get my full attention. It doesn't work, though. I'm pacing in the kitchen and Christ is still on the fucking counter looking like a deer caught in headlights.

"Listen to you? You're cheating on your fucking husband! You're cheating on dad! What the fuck is wrong with you? You are the one who never fucking forgives him for the mistakes he has made in the past! You held him cheating on you over his head for years, and you're doing the exact same fucking thing! He isn't cheating on you anymore, mom! So why the fuck are you doing this to him? And with.....with Christy?!" I scream. I am fucking livid right now.

"Matty, you don't understand. Your father and I...well, honestly he's probably cheating on me too! Your father is known for that! I'm not in the wrong here!" She yells back.

"No! He isn't! Dad is unpredictable as hell and stupid half of the time, but I know he isn't cheating on you! I'm positive he isn't cheating! I can't believe this fucking shit! You fucking...and he....how fucked up can you be? How the fuck can you not see that this isn't right?" I yell. Christy stopped my words by jumping off of the counter and pushing me away from my mom.

"Don't talk to her like this! She isn't doing anything wrong!" She yelled at me.

"She isn't doing anything wrong? Cheating on your husband isn't wrong? I'm sorry, I must have heard you incorrectly. Last time I checked, his best friend is your husband! Does your husband know that you're fucking around with his best friend's wife?" I snapped at the woman. Something in my words scared her because she shrinks back at my words. I turn back to my mom and she is looking at me with anger and disappointment. How the fuck is she going to look at me this way when she's the guilty one? "You need to tell dad about this." I spit out.

"No." She replies, leaving almost no room for discussion. She begins to walk away until I grab her arm and pull her back in.

"Excuse me, no?" I ask with a laugh.

"Matty, you are my son. I love you, but you aren't going to tell me what to do. I am an adult, as are you. I will handle this on my own." She spits out.

Anger courses through my body and all I see is red.

"Fine. You don't have to tell him. I will." I yell as I pull my phone out of my pocket. I see some missed text messages from Candace, but honestly don't even have to energy to look at them right now. I feel slap on my hand and drop my phone, and just as quickly as it happened I see my mom leap to the ground to pick the cellphone up.

"Mom, give me my phone." I say sternly.

Instead of replying, she throws the phone across the room. I hear the already broken screen crack further. I run over to grab my phone before my mom can get to it again and see the screen has blue and green discoloration covering the entire bottom half of the phone. It's only a matter of minutes before the rest of the screen goes blank.

"Great. Fucking great. You seriously just broke my phone. Are you seriously that fucking childish, mom?" I spit out angrily.

"Oh please, you'll just get another one. Plus, that phone was already broken. Probably from your last temper tantrum." She spits out just as angrily.

Despite what people may think, I don't get my anger issues from my dad. I sometimes forget this myself, but my mom has a worse temper than all of us combined. It just takes a lot for her to let It show.

"Fuck you, mom. Honestly, fuck you. I'm this way because of you two. Maybe if you guys had a stable fucking relationship, I wouldn't be so fucking confused all of the time. Maybe if I had parents that would at least pretend to like each other, I wouldn't be so fucked up!" I yell at her.

She looks like I just slapped her in the face, but honestly she deserves everything that I just said to her. I'm not going to tiptoe around this issue. If she wants to spit that bullshit at me, then she can take the heat. I'm fucking done with this.

"I'm going to see dad before he leaves with Ben. He has a right to know this shit." I say as I go to grab my car keys. She tries to reach for them as well, but I quickly hold them over her head. "What, are you going to try and wreck my car too?" I spit out sarcastically. As I walk away, I hear her break into a loud fit of sobs. I hear Christy mumbling that everything would be okay, but she knows just as well as my mom does that everything won't be okay.

As much as it breaks my heart to hear my mom cry, I can't give in. It isn't right for her to try and keep this a secret. I have no idea what I'm going to even tell my dad, but I know it's fucked up either way. I am always so quick to blame him for everything when maybe I was blaming the wrong person this entire time. I don't even know if my dad thought of any of this as a possibility. My mom is cheating on my dad, and I have no idea what this means for the two of them.

The only thing I know for a fact is that my dad is going to be heartbroken.