Life with Brockhampton

Chapter Twenty-one

i walked out of the house with the kids and couldn't stop crying.
"wait!!" matt shouted from the window in the 15th floor
"matt i can't do this. it's for me" i said trying not to cry
"I want to give you something"
he used the outside escalator and ran to me.
"here" its the orange jumpsuit from the day we met.
"matt... i love it"
"i love you" he said looking directly in my eyes
"i love you too matt" i gave him a long hug and we went back to the coffee shop to meet up with Bertha.
"are you ready?"
"I guess so" i said trying to get matt out of my head
"the ubers here" bertha said as a car pulled up
we got into the uber with the kids and it was kind of awkward with the silence
can you turn in the radio? i asked trying to make it feel less weird
"sure" the driver said while pressing the button.

tell me what you're waitin' for, i just wanna love you
tell me what you're waitin' for, i just wanna hold you
tell me what you're waitin' for, i just wanna love you, just wanna hold you, never would lie to you—

FACE played on the radio as my memories of the boys ran through my mind.

tears streamed down my face and i sniffed looking over at bertha, she was also crying.

i placed my hand on hers, and looked at her weakly. "Bertha, i still love Matt..i'm so sorry.." my voice creaked.
"and i love ciarán.."
"he hates u tho?" i said confused. "not for long." she smirked.

i look away and at the driver before saying,

"excuse me but could i change the destination really quick?"