Just Another Friend (editing)

Twenty-Five

Why did I forgive him? I hgave no idea. Really. I was just so fucked up with emotions, I mean that's a logical excuse right?

He's having a kid; the mother not being me and here he is sleeping in my bed. Why am I so stupid?

What the hell is wrong with me?

By me being with Cameorn, it makes me responsible for the too, in a way. I don't want that, like at all. The only kids I will ever want to be responsible for are my own. And do I have any? No.

Cameron needs to get his shit together, seriously. I mean I don't have my shit together either but at least I'm not the one having a kid. I need to get my shit together and leave him.

We both are fucked up, so we kind of belong together though. Weird concept but it's true. This is so fucked up... Haha...

"Why do you have to leave?" Sammy whines, laying his legs across my lap in attempt to keep me from getting up, I laugh and push his legs off my lap before standing up.

"I'm meeting Matthew at Starbucks.. I haven't seen him in months.."

He sighs but nods as he stands up giving me a vig bear hug, a well needed one at that matter.

I have literally spent two whole days with Sammy and Nate. Two WHOLE days. It was literally just us, I don't know how I made it. I guess everyone better watch out because ya girl has a little attitude that I picked up from these boys.

Oops.

"Call me right after!" Sammy calls out to me as I get into my car. I nod and blow a kiss at him before driving away. The song Love Me Harder was on the radio and it made me think about Cameron. I really should dedicate this song to him.

I laugh at the thought before texting him stating my dedication. I didn't bother to read his reply because my nerves started to kick in. I walked into the large starbucks and sighed seeing Matthew standing by the exit door, holding two coffees.

I slowly walk towards him, his arm extending out holding out a Peppermint Mocha Frappe. Funny because he shouldn't know what my favorite drink is. It's changed since the last time we talked, twice. I guess he's been stalking my pictures on instagram.. Hmmm.

I'm not complaining though, it means he thought about me.. A little. I smile as I take the cup into my hands before his arms wrap around my shoulders in a well over due hug.

It feels so good to hug Matt again.. I've missed him so damn much.

"Wanna walk?" He asks quietly into my hair as he holds me in his arms. It was kind of hard not to cry just hearing his voice.

I numbly nod as we pull away from each other, walking out of the starbucks side by side. 

"Go ahead and yell at me... I deserve it." He says quietly. I sigh, as much as I wanted to scream and cry while asking him why he did what he did, I didn't. 

"I can't yell at you for what you did.." I sigh, "all I can do is ask why?"

"I don't know.. I just kind of figured that if we didn't talk your problems with Cameron would work out and you wouldn't be so stressed out and stuff. Plus I was with Lesly a lot." He explains and I close my eyes.

"Matt why you even think that us not being friends would have helped with my stress?" I laugh, taking a deep breath, "it actually increased my stress because even though I had people to talk to, they weren't you and they couldn't even compare to you."

He takes a deep breath before letting it out, it being white from outside being so cold. "I'm sorry, Callie. Really."

"I'm sorry, too."