Hello! Well, Matt and I survived that last chapter with only a couple death
threats! (Lucky it wasn't more!) Here it goes!
She cheated on me. Thought Ron. She cheated on me. She kissed Matt. She kissed someone other than me. He couldn't think, he couldn't breathe. Ron just wanted to break down, to shrivel up and die right there on the spot. This was the wonderful, perfect relationship he'd been dreaming about all his life?
Cheating? It was only one kiss, but he felt betrayed, so crushed, all the same. It was something he never thought possible from Hermione, but there it was jumping about in front of him, taunting him. She obviously felt terrible about it, but she should.
Gosh, now what should he do? He can't just run to her with open arms. After all, she had hurt him badly! Honestly! This was a mess! Damn it! Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why did she have to do this? Why couldn't she just...Geese, why did this have to happen?
To be quite honest, he didn't even want to forgive Hermione at the moment. Eventually he would, but he'd have to see how he felt over the next few days to determine the status of their relationship. He just wanted to erase the whole event from his memory, and everything that took place around it. An overwhelming wave of tears filled his eyes. Why couldn't things just work in his favor for once! Just once...
What did this mean about her feelings for him? Did she really love him? Did she love Matt? Had she really only kissed Matt, or was she lying? Did she really want to move in with him, or did she just...need a way to pay the rent? Tears flowed down his cheeks, his head held in his hands, his elbows on his knees. He was so frustrated; so many thoughts were uncontrollably flowing through his mind to the point where all he could do was cry. The only feeling he had was a feeling of loss; he felt as though he had just lost Hermione. And maybe he had...
"Gosh, I'm an idiot!" said Matt, pacing back and forth. What should he do? What should he do? He had probably just screwed up everything for one of his best friends, some one he cared about greatly. He needed to talk to someone, to get their opinion on how completely and utterly stupid he had been. Matt walked to the phone, and dialed a number he dialed quite often. "Emily? Hey, this is Matt. How are you? Are you busy today? Would it be ok if I came over? I need to talk to you about something. Alright. Great! I'll be over as soon as my shift is done."
Two hours later Matt arrived at Emilys.
"Hey Matt!"
"Hey Emily." He said giving his sister a hug. "Here, I brought you the ice cream you wanted."
"Thanks!" she said putting it in the freezer. "So what was that problem you were telling me about?"
"You could say it's girl trouble."
"Really?" At this Emily was surprised. "You? Having girl trouble?"
"Here," said Emily handing Matt a cup of tea, "let's go sit outside and you can explain everything to me."
And so he did. He explained everything, and Emily patiently listened.
"You what?" asked Emily after Matt explained kissing Hermione. "Matt, that's not like you!"
Next to his family, women were what Matt respected most. His father had died before Matt was old enough to remember him, so his mother raised him. He deeply admired his mother for her determination to give her children the best childhood she possibly could and how she tried her hardest to fill the void of their missing father. She worked as often as she could, but never missed a school play, or a band concert. He and his sister, who was five years older, were the best of friends. Matt always helped her with her problems, and even helped her shop. His upbringing had given him a tremendous respect for women and everything they go through. So the lack of respect he had showed Hermione was completely unusual.
"I know, I know. It's not like me at all! But, when I'm around her I just...
I'm not myself."
"Because you love her."
"Yeah, but she loves Ron. I just want her to be happy, you know? But I want
her to be happy with me."
Emily didn't say anything for a moment. She didn't like seeing her brother this upset. Hermione must have been a wonderful girl. "Well, I must admit you have caused trouble for yourself, as well as Hermione. There's just one thing, how are you going to fix it?"
Matt thought about this for a moment. How could he fix it? Hermione probably wouldn't talk to him; he didn't know where Ron lived (and quite frankly he wasn't certain if he would of knock on his door anyway—what if Hermione hadn't told him?) "I—I'm not sure."
Hermione stood in her future, well what would have been her future living room had she not screwed everything up. Tears were still freely flowing down her face. Ron had just left her standing alone a mere seconds ago. She needed to go, to leave. She didn't want to be there when he came back.
Soon she was back in her own apartment. Alone again. She laid down on the couch, the day's events replaying in her mind. Why did Matt have to tell her how he felt, why now? Why at all? It was too late for them, if there ever was a chance that is; she was moving in with Ron.
Was she moving in with Ron? Would Ron forgive her? From the looks of it, no, he wouldn't. Soon she should be single again. Single and longing for Ron again, like she had been since the moment they'd met. Ron had been so great to her, and this was how she had repaid him? By kissing another guy?
Why did she even come here? What caused her to think of the stupid idea of taking a break and working at a muggle coffee shop? She could have done so many other things this summer! And if she hadn't come here, maybe she'd still have Ron...
The doorbell rang. The thought of Ron being on the other side of the door was the only thing that got Hermione up and over to the door. "Who is it?" she asked. There was no reply. If it was Ron, why hadn't he answered? She opened the door and much to her dismay it was not Ron, or anyone for that matter. Hermione began to shut the door, but then she noticed something on the ground. A yellow rose next to an envelope. She opened the envelope, taking out the same card that was inside.
Hermione-
I'm sorry. If we can still be friends, please meet me downtown outside of Zikory's Antique Shop at 12 o'clock tomorrow.
Sincerely,
Matt.
All right so it wasn't the best chapter in the world, but I had to do it. I wanted to introduce you all to Matt's sister, Emily. I actually didn't' know he had a sister until yesterday, but when I started writing this chapter Matt just turned to her. I also wanted to let you all know a little more about his history. Hopefully that explains a few things, such as... why he's always covering people's shifts. (But only when they really need help, do they ask.) I know I said this like... four, five chapters ago, but this time it's true. Dependent upon how I split things up, there will be two or three chapters left, and then, the end! Well, please review and tell me your thoughts.
She cheated on me. Thought Ron. She cheated on me. She kissed Matt. She kissed someone other than me. He couldn't think, he couldn't breathe. Ron just wanted to break down, to shrivel up and die right there on the spot. This was the wonderful, perfect relationship he'd been dreaming about all his life?
Cheating? It was only one kiss, but he felt betrayed, so crushed, all the same. It was something he never thought possible from Hermione, but there it was jumping about in front of him, taunting him. She obviously felt terrible about it, but she should.
Gosh, now what should he do? He can't just run to her with open arms. After all, she had hurt him badly! Honestly! This was a mess! Damn it! Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why did she have to do this? Why couldn't she just...Geese, why did this have to happen?
To be quite honest, he didn't even want to forgive Hermione at the moment. Eventually he would, but he'd have to see how he felt over the next few days to determine the status of their relationship. He just wanted to erase the whole event from his memory, and everything that took place around it. An overwhelming wave of tears filled his eyes. Why couldn't things just work in his favor for once! Just once...
What did this mean about her feelings for him? Did she really love him? Did she love Matt? Had she really only kissed Matt, or was she lying? Did she really want to move in with him, or did she just...need a way to pay the rent? Tears flowed down his cheeks, his head held in his hands, his elbows on his knees. He was so frustrated; so many thoughts were uncontrollably flowing through his mind to the point where all he could do was cry. The only feeling he had was a feeling of loss; he felt as though he had just lost Hermione. And maybe he had...
"Gosh, I'm an idiot!" said Matt, pacing back and forth. What should he do? What should he do? He had probably just screwed up everything for one of his best friends, some one he cared about greatly. He needed to talk to someone, to get their opinion on how completely and utterly stupid he had been. Matt walked to the phone, and dialed a number he dialed quite often. "Emily? Hey, this is Matt. How are you? Are you busy today? Would it be ok if I came over? I need to talk to you about something. Alright. Great! I'll be over as soon as my shift is done."
Two hours later Matt arrived at Emilys.
"Hey Matt!"
"Hey Emily." He said giving his sister a hug. "Here, I brought you the ice cream you wanted."
"Thanks!" she said putting it in the freezer. "So what was that problem you were telling me about?"
"You could say it's girl trouble."
"Really?" At this Emily was surprised. "You? Having girl trouble?"
"Here," said Emily handing Matt a cup of tea, "let's go sit outside and you can explain everything to me."
And so he did. He explained everything, and Emily patiently listened.
"You what?" asked Emily after Matt explained kissing Hermione. "Matt, that's not like you!"
Next to his family, women were what Matt respected most. His father had died before Matt was old enough to remember him, so his mother raised him. He deeply admired his mother for her determination to give her children the best childhood she possibly could and how she tried her hardest to fill the void of their missing father. She worked as often as she could, but never missed a school play, or a band concert. He and his sister, who was five years older, were the best of friends. Matt always helped her with her problems, and even helped her shop. His upbringing had given him a tremendous respect for women and everything they go through. So the lack of respect he had showed Hermione was completely unusual.
"I know, I know. It's not like me at all! But, when I'm around her I just...
I'm not myself."
"Because you love her."
"Yeah, but she loves Ron. I just want her to be happy, you know? But I want
her to be happy with me."
Emily didn't say anything for a moment. She didn't like seeing her brother this upset. Hermione must have been a wonderful girl. "Well, I must admit you have caused trouble for yourself, as well as Hermione. There's just one thing, how are you going to fix it?"
Matt thought about this for a moment. How could he fix it? Hermione probably wouldn't talk to him; he didn't know where Ron lived (and quite frankly he wasn't certain if he would of knock on his door anyway—what if Hermione hadn't told him?) "I—I'm not sure."
Hermione stood in her future, well what would have been her future living room had she not screwed everything up. Tears were still freely flowing down her face. Ron had just left her standing alone a mere seconds ago. She needed to go, to leave. She didn't want to be there when he came back.
Soon she was back in her own apartment. Alone again. She laid down on the couch, the day's events replaying in her mind. Why did Matt have to tell her how he felt, why now? Why at all? It was too late for them, if there ever was a chance that is; she was moving in with Ron.
Was she moving in with Ron? Would Ron forgive her? From the looks of it, no, he wouldn't. Soon she should be single again. Single and longing for Ron again, like she had been since the moment they'd met. Ron had been so great to her, and this was how she had repaid him? By kissing another guy?
Why did she even come here? What caused her to think of the stupid idea of taking a break and working at a muggle coffee shop? She could have done so many other things this summer! And if she hadn't come here, maybe she'd still have Ron...
The doorbell rang. The thought of Ron being on the other side of the door was the only thing that got Hermione up and over to the door. "Who is it?" she asked. There was no reply. If it was Ron, why hadn't he answered? She opened the door and much to her dismay it was not Ron, or anyone for that matter. Hermione began to shut the door, but then she noticed something on the ground. A yellow rose next to an envelope. She opened the envelope, taking out the same card that was inside.
Hermione-
I'm sorry. If we can still be friends, please meet me downtown outside of Zikory's Antique Shop at 12 o'clock tomorrow.
Sincerely,
Matt.
All right so it wasn't the best chapter in the world, but I had to do it. I wanted to introduce you all to Matt's sister, Emily. I actually didn't' know he had a sister until yesterday, but when I started writing this chapter Matt just turned to her. I also wanted to let you all know a little more about his history. Hopefully that explains a few things, such as... why he's always covering people's shifts. (But only when they really need help, do they ask.) I know I said this like... four, five chapters ago, but this time it's true. Dependent upon how I split things up, there will be two or three chapters left, and then, the end! Well, please review and tell me your thoughts.