it's been about a week and Mattia gets here today, his mom was still here and she's been watching Matteo.
i've been sad, i realized how much i loved Mar and i was miserable without him, i messed up.
"hey Allie, can you pick Mattia up from the airport? your mom is going to show me what a farmers market is like here, apparently it's different" she laughed a bit.
"uh, yeah" i said without emotion.
since Mariano left i've been wearing his clothes, i'm pathetic but it is what it is.
i grabbed my keys after changing into a pair of his grey sweatshorts, one of his white shirts, and a grey zip up sweater.
"Allie?" Ma said as i walked out.
"huh" i said
"your shoes" she chuckled
she handed me my air forces and i headed to the car.
-at the airport-
i stood there at baggage claim waiting for him to come out.
while waiting i try texting Mar for the thousandth time.
"dude, babe, please answer"
"i'm fucking sorry"
"what's up lil boy?" a shadow hovered over me.
i looked up at Mattia who was looking around at all the people.
"back up big man, a little to close" i say placing my hand on his chest and pushing him.
"you got your shit yet" i say while walking away.
"yeah, uh why are you wearing huge clothes" he laughed.
"Marianos clothes, it's the closest i could get to him ever since he left me" i said stopping and looking at him dead in the eye.
"uh" Mattia said.
"let's roll" i said walking out the exit.
Mattia followed and began to bug, "why'd he leave you" he asked catching up to me.
"i told him we slept together" i said bringing my sunglasses to the tip of my nose.
"well i guess i have you all to myself" he said pushing me against the car, holding my hips.
"ha, funny man" i hold up my hand where the ring sat.
"he was gonna, do this" i say placing my head on his chest and let out a sigh.
"damn" he said still examining the ring and placing his hand on my back.
"i'm sorry Al, it's my fault" he said.
"no" i say into his shirt. "i gave into you" i say walking to the drivers side.
"still, i'm sorry"
i give him a side smile and we head to the house.
Authors words:
i'm sorry is short again, y'all should give me
some ideas. :)))
