We got to the hotel I was staying at and got rooms for Becca, Jim and Matt.
"Okay." Becca said in the elevator. "Give us ten minutes then we can go to the house."
We were all on the same floor, so I headed to my room, while they headed to theirs, a short time later there was knock on my door. I opened it to find Matt standing there.
"So are you okay?" He asked, walking in.
I nodded. "I guess I will be."
"What a fucking prick." He said.
Yes he was.
"So we'll go and get your stuff and then do you wanna go out for dinner tonight?" Matt asked.
"Yeah that sounds like a great idea." I looked at him, he was leaning against a wall and he looked absolutely perfect.
I shook my head, I needed to stop thinking about Matt. Damn Becca for putting theses thoughts in my head.
Thank god Becca and Jim arrived, I was envisioning removing Matt's shirt and running my hands over his chest.
"So lets do this." Becca said.
We got in my car, of course Matt sat in the front, and we headed to my house.
Thank god Michael wasn't there and we quickly ran around grabbing my stuff, I felt sad, this was my house, we were suppose to live here happily ever after.
I drove back to the hotel in silence, I wasn't feeling great and when we arrived back at the hotel Becca sent the boys to the bar.
"Come on." She said, grabbing my arm. "Let's go talk."
We headed up to my room and when we got there I started crying.
"I'm sorry." I said, apologising.
"Don't be sorry, that asshole fucked up."
I nodded and wiped my face. "I just had my life mapped out and now I don't know what to do."
"It's simple, your coming to stay with Jim and me, you'll find a job then get your own place, it'll be okay Kylie." She told me.
I nodded, yes, I think going to LA and getting away from here was the best thing I could do.
"In the mean time, tonight we'll go out." She continued. "We'll get drunk, then you can fuck Matt senseless."
I looked at her shocked.
"Oh please, your single now, don't pretend the thought hadn't crossed your mind."
Well....................
