When Jake's eyes caught Matty and I hand and hand, walking down the stairs, he looked like a deer in head lights. His blue eyes were so wide and broken it made my stomach jump. He just stood there as still as a statue; even when a girl accidentally bumped into him he didn't move a millimeter. I glanced at Matty, who didn't seem to notice Jake. He looked back at me not needing to smile at me because he already was.

I maneuvered Matty's arm around my neck so I wouldn't have to hold his hand any longer; I knew my palms were about to get really sweaty in response to the drama that was destined to occur. I could tell that Matty had finally spotted Jake because he began to walk faster through the room.

We were nearly 5 feet away from him and I put my hand on Matty's chest to stop him, "Maybe tonight's not the night to tell Jake, Matty. I mean in a room full of people, isn't that kind of harsh?"

Matty playfully scoffed and kissed my forehead causing me to grin like an idiot, "It'll be fine, J-Town. Chill."

So I did. My heart beat slowly became a normal pace and my shoulders relaxed. My breathing wasn't hearable any longer and my thoughts stopped reeling in. I trusted Matty, it would be fine. For a moment, we were the only two in the room. Walking, nuzzled close together. It seemed as though I finally had a perfect relationship. That is, until Jake butted in on my daydream.

"Hey!" Matty called nervously.

Jake shot him a disapproving look, "What the hell is going on here?" He glanced at me, but not for too long. He wasn't stupid, and I could tell he was hurt. I did come here with him, and I left him with no explanation.

I looked around and saw how much attention we attracted within 10 seconds. I whispered, "Can we please do this outside?"

Without any further conversation, we did. We walked out the back door and stood in Matty's freezing backyard. Matty held me closer to him, trying to keep me as warm as possible without gloating.

We all stood there silent for 30 seconds or so until Jake repeated, "You never answered my question. What. The hell. Is going on?"

Matty cleared his throat and stumbled on, "You know that girl I was telling you about? The girl who I hooked up with during summer camp. The girl from the winter formal. The girl I've been pretty much obsessing over for the whole year?"

Jake's jaw slightly dropped and his blue eyes froze, as well as his body. The only thing that moved was his neck and head that kept rotating to look at his feet and Matty. Jake didn't even glance at me once, I didn't blame him though.

"That girl was Jenna. I didn't tell you about her at first, when we weren't exactly together, because," he hesitated and looked at me, "Because I was being an asshole. But when we were exclusive, I didn't tell you because I knew you liked her. And then all that shit with the formal happened... and now... now we're here."

Jake didn't say anything for a while as he soaked it all in. He didn't look up from his shoes when he finally talked, "So when I kissed Jenna you weren't exclusive, were you?"

Matty pressed his lips together, "We were when I found out."

There was a long awkward moment lacking dialog and eye contact. I was the only one not staring at shoes, I was alternating between looking at Matty and Jake. I felt useless, like I was only here to be shunned by Jake and reminded of one of Matty's biggest mistakes during our relationship. It was a shitty feeling.

Jake didn't look up, "Matty, could I talk to Jenna alone?"

Because Jake wasn't looking up Matty took it upon himself to kiss my cheek, "Sure." Matty walked back inside his house and I could see him through the kitchen window, trying hard not to look at us.

Finally Jake spoke, "You came here with me."

"I did," my voice cracked like I was about to cry. My biggest fear was hurting someone in this outrages love triangle, so it was safe to say I was terrified right now.

"How could you just change your mind within an hour and say, 'Oh, well never mind I want him now!'" Jake looked up at me with his watery eyes and slightly red face.

I shook my head feeling the tears build up in the corners of my eyes, "It's not like that, Jake."

"I broke up with my girlfriend of nearly 4 months for you, Jenna! And you spend a few weeks of your life with me and decide you're not into it anymore! And you don't even let me know in advance, you just went ahead and fucked another guy without any closure."

My eyes widened, "H-How do you..."

"Please Jenna, Matty might was well have an afro right now. And the two of you together smell like you both just went skinny dipping in a pool of sperm," Jake explained almost emotionless.

The visual was gruesome so I steered the conversation away from ever returning to the station we just stopped at, "Jake, Matty was and is my first love. Did you expect me to fall out of love within a few weeks?"

"If you were so in love, then how come you moved on so quickly to me?"

I could tell Matty sensed how upset I was because he was literally staring out the window with no shame. His eyes looked angry like the brown in them was at it's boiling point. He was biting his lip so hard I wouldn't be surprised if he broke skin.

"I honestly thought you were cool, Jenna, that you had a heart! But obviously, you only care about yourself," he didn't look sad anymore. It wasn't an improvement though, because now he was angry.

I could feel a tear travel down my cheek, "Jake, please!" I didn't finish though, at this point I was sobbing. "Ugly crying" as Tamara would call it. But Jake wasn't phased by it.

"Please, what?" he shouted.

I could hear the backdoor slam behind me and footsteps quickly making their way to Jake and I. "Jake, don't do this! I'm so sor-" before I could finish Matty's strong arms wrapped around me and I buried my face into his chest. I didn't bother trying to quiet my crying because it was muffled by Matty's chest.

"It's either h-" Jake began to shout.

"It's her!" Matty yelled the answer to Jake's question before he even finished. Matty had to take a few breaths before he continued yelling, "You have a lot of balls, Rosati, making a girl cry like this. Get the fuck out!"

Jake didn't argue or even try to defend himself. I could hear the jingling of his cars keys as he took them out of his pocket and slowly face away as he walked closer the street.

Matty's now light calm voice told me that Jake was gone, "It's okay, babe, it's okay." He kissed my head several times and rubbed my back, "Don't cry, it's okay."

Between my uncontrollable sobbing and my head being buried in Matty's chest my lungs craved oxygen. I pulled my head away from Matty far enough so I could breathe correctly and close enough so his embrace would loosen, "I'm so sorry this happened. I should have never made you do that."

He smiled at me; I assumed it was only to make me feel better because there was nothing to smile about right now. "Shh," he said softly, "You have nothing to be sorry for."

We entered Matty's house once it wasn't too obvious I had just been crying, although only a few people were still lingering around. Most of them, though, were occupied with someone at their lips. Matty took me up to his room again, although this time we didn't have sex. We laid there and cuddled as Matty complimented me in between kisses. I knew the excessive complements were only because I was feeling like shit, but I finally felt like I was in a real solid relationship.

"You're so beautiful," Matty mumbled as his lips parted from mine momentarily.

"And I love you so much," I replied.

"I know it sounds corny, but I honestly wish I could just pause this moment right now and live in it forever," he resumed kissing me.

I never heard something so poetic pass his lips, but I was so happy it did because I couldn't agree more.