Reckless // Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 37

I was stuck with Matt, up on the terrace. "Zoe." His words slurred. "Yeah?" I giggled. It was actually a bit amusing seeing him like this. "You're really pretty." He stumbled and then grabbed onto my shoulder for support. "Why thank you." I smiled.

"Woah, you have thumbs too?" He said while picking up my hand and playing with my thumbs. I laughed a little. He was so confused and stunned by everything.

Then the thought occurred to me. How the hell would I get him downstairs and home? I would have to go through the reception party and it was obvious that Matt was drunk. We would be in so much trouble. Think Zoe, think.

I could tell everyone he is sick and drive us home. Yeah. I looked at Matt and he had settled down, for now at least. "Where are we going?" He asked. "Home." I mumbled, wishing he didn't drink. "Okay." He calmly replied.

As we reached the party, I found Kristen and told her. She nodded and said she would the our parents that Matt was 'sick'.

I helped Matt get inside the car and then got in. Matt began acting different. He was angry for some odd reason, and I really didn't want to be around him. But I need to drive him home.

"Did you see that one guy that kept looking at you at the party?" Matt began. "Well he kept on trying to flirt with you. I didn't like it." Matt frowned, clenching him fist with his knuckles turning a shade of white.

"But I didn't flirt back so just forget it." I replied, telling him the truth. "Sure. He kept on putting his arm around you." Matt rolled his eyes. "No he didn't." I said, getting irritated.

"You know what I hate the most, when people lie to me." Matt scoffed. "Well I'm not fucking lying so." I trailed off. "Shut up." Matt shouted.

Even though he was drunk and I didn't know if he meant it, that really hurt. Matt never really shouted at me and it scared me when he did. "I need to piss." Matt said. I giggled a little because it was so random. I pulled over at a McDonalds.

He stumbled a little but was regaining his balance slowly. He went in the restroom as I waited for him. Once he walked out, he continued walking. He walked over to a group of girls.

"Hey." He said, sitting by one of them. I gritted my teeth. I wasn't going to cry. No. I was angry. The girl shifted to where she was on Matt's lap. The wasn't fucking okay. I didn't care that he was drunk.

"Hey, Matt let's go." I spoke, with all the girls glaring at me. "Fuck off." He said before winking at the girls. I have had enough. "Okay, go get laid and don't ever think about talking to me again you asshole." I stormed off.

The air began to calm me down and feelings kicked in. I was hurt. I was sad and hurt. A tear slipped from my eye and I wiped it.

I got into my car, slamming the door. And then I broke down. I rested my head on the stirring wheel, bursting into tears. Why do I always get hurt in the end? Why? I never expected this of him.

I heard the door next to passenger seat shut. I looked up to see Matt. "Get out of my fucking car." I pointed to the door. "This is Kristen's car." "Screw you." I said, while backing out.

The drive wasn't silent. Matt and I were arguing. My crying would stop and I hated that. I showed how weak I was, when I was better than that. "You hurt me so much, Matt. And we both know I didn't flirt with the guy and he didn't even touch me." I stopped yelling and spoke quietly.

"God Dammit. You messed it up for us." My voice shook. And then the car went silent. I didn't know if Matt fell asleep or if he was mentally cursing himself for ever asking me out.

I pulled up onto his drive way. I handed him his sister's keys and got out. I turned towards the sidewalk, and started in the direction towards home. Matt quickly pulled me back, engulfing me into a hug.