Matthew Espinosa Imagines

How Could You? Pt. 1

*Ana's POV*

I walk up to my boyfriend's front door, him being named Matt. I was dressed in a "Southern Spirit" long sleeved shirt and capris with my blue and pink tennis shoes. I wanted to come over to just hang out with him like we always do together.

I saw in his driveway that his mom's car wasn't here, nor his dad's. Just his...and someone else's I didn't recognize.

I shake off the unfamiliarity and then I cradle my arms in my hands to keep warm in the chilly air. I exhale a long sigh, then open the door.

I walked into the kitchen, that being the first room the front door opened to. in the other room, I hear some kind of muffled noises. I frown.

Maybe it's just the TV?

I walk curiously throughout the house until I find the living room, and then I gasp instantly.

Now, when I met Matt, I thought he was the sweetest, cutest, best boyfriend I could ever have...clearly I was wrong.

There, he laid on his living room, shirtless and wearing his boxers as he sucked faces harshly with another girl who was only in a bra and underwear.

My phone that was clutched in my hand dropped on kitchen floor in shock, making it clatter on the ground and grab their attention.

Right when Matt sees me, all color drains from his face, and the same with the slut of a girl.

Hot tears run down my face as I grit my teeth and then crouch down to grab my phone quickly, then I sprint out of his house and down to mine that was sadly four down from his.

I couldn't believe him. I thought he loved me.

"Ana! Ana, I'm sorry!" Matt calls as he chases me, but I kept running.

I finally reach my house and then slam my front door right after I get inside. I sit down on my staircase and hold my head in my hands as I cry uncontrollably.

They were going to have sex. A sob escaped my throat.

The front door reopened as Matt stormed in, thankfully fully dressed this time, and shut the door behind him. I instantly stand up and grit my teeth, clenching my fists, ready to throw a punch of needed.

"Get out" I hiss through my clenched teeth.

Matt puts his hands up in surrender, his eyes full of tears. "Ana, please just listen to me-"

"I SAID GET OUT MATTHEW!" I scream at the top of my lungs, making my throat burn.

Matt flinched from my scream but then got as angry as I was. "Ana it was a huge mistake!"

"Oh, like you regret it!" I say sarcastically as I try to storm upstairs, but Matt grabs my wrist so tight it makes me wince.

"Why can't you just trust me and know that it was a mistake!"

"If it was a mistake then why did you keep your tongue in her mouth?!" I retort, us screaming so loud the neighbors were probably tuning into this fight.

"I WAS DRUNK ANA IT WASN'T LIKE I WAS THINKING!" Matt shouts, his strong voice making me flinch.

"You can't use alcohol as an excuse this time, Matt!" I yell.

"Ana, I love you, not her!" Matt yells.

"Oh sure!" I yell back sarcastically.

And that's when it happened. The moment where time stopped and everything was in slow motion, and my heart shattered.

Matt's hand rose in rage and slapped me across the face, making me stumble back and gasp.

Matt freezes in shock of what he had just done as my hand hesitantly rose to my cheek, right when it touched cheek, it blazed in pain as I gasped and then sobbed.

Matt had just hit me.

Then I felt some kind of hot liquid run down my nose.

Blood.

Matt, my "loving" and "caring" boyfriend had just brought blood to my face. I stay frozen in shock as my tears continue to stream..

"Ana..." Matt's now cracked and broken sounding voice said in shock. I could tel by the look in his eyes that he was so utterly full of regret.

But I didn't care.

"Get out Matt" I say as the blood reaches my upper lip, making me want to gag.

"But-" he tries to beg, but my anger boiled.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I scream, opening my door for Matt then shoving him out of my door.

He almost falls on the concrete from the heat from my push as I slam the door behind him, my face still in horrible and torturous pain.

The last thing I saw of Matt was his tear filled eyes and quivering lip. He was crying for me.

After slamming the door closed and then locking it, my knees buckle and I fall into the floor, crying into my bent knees.

I never thought Matt would do such a thing to me...but now that he has...it will never be the same between us.

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