TITLE: What Went On?
AUTHOR: Hayley
E-MAIL: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: I own no one
DISTRIBUTION: ask first please
[A/N: ~*!*~ JaDe HaRdy ~*!*~, lol fine then, don't leave a review!!!! But seriously, read the damn story!!!! Trust me...s'all good...;)] ****************************************************************************
CHAPTER 20
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"Last Call for Boston!" The PA system rang as Amy stood up grabbing her bags. As she looked up, she saw Matt sadly looking at her. Chris patted him on the shoulder, and Matt looked away as he grabbed his bags and him and Chris went onto the plane.
Amy stood their confused, and kind of angry for some reason, before she put it out of her head and walked onto the plane.
As she found her seat, she pondered on it again. *Why didn't he come talk to me? Or at least try to?* She asked herself. *He looked like he was going to...but why did he walk away?*
"Dude what have I done?" Matt asked himself bitterly. "Why was I so weak? Why didn't I resist that girl in the hotel? Why did I have to fuck up everything? Have I no respect for myself, or more, Amy? Why am I so...argh! God I could kill myself right now." He said frustratedly as he slammed the back of his head against the headrest.
"Yeah, well I'd kill you right now, but Amy wouldn't be too pleased." Chris remarked and Matt opened his eyes confused. "Face it, Amy still loves you and always will. Regardless of if you cheated on her or not, SHE LOVES YOU. AMY loves you, MATT. Are you with me so far?" Chris asked looking as if he was trying to explain something to a child. Matt rolled his eyes. "Ok, good. Now...If you were gone, Amy would STILL be hurting someway if you were dead or not-"
"Chris what the hell are you trying to get at?" Matt asked exasperated.
"Fine. Gees, chill junior. What I'm trying to say is..." He scratched his chin as he forgot his point. He shook his head and continued though, "*Ahem* we already know you fucked up. Okay, it's done. You can't go back or anything to change it. Fact of the matter, YOU CHEATED! Now, the question is how do you make things back to the way they used to be? NOW before you interrupt me, listen." He said as Matt had opened his mouth to speak. "If you play possum...is that the right animal? Well, if you stay away from her, she'll wonder why. Eventually, she'll want to confront you and then there's your change to talk to her. SHE came to YOU. She'll have to listen if you listen to her." Chris said confidently.
"Idiot..." Matt mumbled at the idea. "Whatever Chris. I don't know if you have an actual idea or you're just saying stuff to look smart." Matt said tiredly. "But, we'll try whatever you just said...for now until I think of something more...smarter."
Amy sat quietly in her seat trying to hear what Matt and Chris were discussing but the people around her were being too loud. She saw Trish and instinctively called out her name. Realizing what she did, she covered her mouth and slid down in her seat.
"Amy?" Trish said turning around to see who called her. "Yeah?"
"Nothing. It was by accident." Amy said calmly.
"What is it?"
"I said nothing!" Amy snapped and chewed on her lower lip nervously. Trish saw Amy eyeing Matt and Chris and thought for a moment. *Should I talk to her? What if I accidentally give her bad advice so they never get back together? I don't want them back together...but god I want them back together!* She fought in her head about what was the right thing to do. She liked Matt, recently at least. He was a great catch and now that he was back in the sea, she wanted to catch him instead of Amy. Amy had a turn at happiness; doesn't she deserve a turn too? But then again, somewhere in her confused mind and heart, she wanted nothing else but to see the two back together, happy as hell that it was sickening. *God I'm awful...* she thought shakily. *I'd choose my own happiness over my best friend's? Man this is when Amy would come and tell me what to do! *She thought as she knew Amy would always know what to do. Trish decided not to talk to Amy, yet. It was the safest bet, at least for now.
The plane ride seemed to last an eternity as Amy spent the whole time staring at Matt. *What's he thinking? Is it me he's thinking of? Is he thinking about the last time we made love and how beautiful and amazing it was, like always? Does he want to feel it again? God I do. Is he thinking about how badly I need him right now to tell me everything's okay? That I'm feeling so lonely and vulnerable. All I want is for him to kiss everything away and make me feel as special as he always did when he made love in our bed? Is he thinking about me at all? *
She questioned to herself as a pain of longing rang through her body. Would she ever get to feel him again? The intensity of the loneliness and doubt got to her. Quickly standing up, she ran to the bathroom as tears ran down her cheeks. She seemed to be doing a lot of running away lately. It was her only escape, to avoid him, embarrassment in front of her friends and the truth that when she came back, everything wouldn't be the same like she wanted it to be.
Matt's head turned at the sight of her fleeing body, despite that she was hurting, to him, she still looked gorgeous. He swallowed hard, as he slowly stood up to go to her, hold her, make everything right, to kiss away her pain like only he knew how to. But Chris stopped him. He grabbed his arm and ordered him to sit down.
"Matt! Stop! Seriously. She doesn't want you right now. Listen to her for once." Chris said sternly. Matt glared at him. His heart told him to go to Amy, go to his love, the woman who was supposed to be his wife. But, then his mind, somewhat disconnected, seemed to obey Chris' orders.
Slowly sitting back down, he felt uncomfortable knowing he just let Amy go, and only being a couple feet away, he was letting her cry her tears and feel her pain alone.
In the bathroom, Amy looked at herself sadly. Imprinted in her mind, she could almost see Matt standing behind her, arms wrapped around her waist as they both looked at their reflections. It was one of their morning rituals, when they'd wake up, they'd get ready and Matt would always wrap himself around her. They'd stand there for a couple seconds, looking at how good they looked together. They would mouth words to each other and laugh before leaving. As Amy looked harder, the image faded and she shivered. So many memories; so much pain. She didn't want to leave; being on that plane, and no other escape, Amy's head began to spin. She wobbly stepped out of the tiny space as all eyes seemed to be on her. She fluttered her eyes as everything seemed to go blurry and Amy couldn't walk straight. She stumbled as she held onto the seats trying to make her way to her seat.
Worried, Matt got up, after Chris failed to keep him down. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her arm up over his shoulder as he steadied her.
"Amy you okay?" He whispered paying no attention to the other people watching them.
"M-Matt?" She sounded relieved as her head lightened and only his face came into focus. She looked up at him, and him being the only thing she could see, she leaned up and kissed him. She placed a hand on his jaw as she pulled him down slightly so she didn't have to reach up so much. Matt subconsciously started to wrap his arms around her torso and lower back as he took in more her. Her kiss seemed to be orgasmic as her touch sent bolts of energy into his body.
Time stopped, as they tasted each other, and all eyes were on them. Including Trish's.
READ AND REVIEW, THANKS! bet ya didn't see that coming, lol. I know i didn't! Honestly! i may decided to rewrite this chapter, i'm not sure how well the wording came out, if it was confusing or whatnot. anywho, feedback is more than welcome!
AUTHOR: Hayley
E-MAIL: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: I own no one
DISTRIBUTION: ask first please
[A/N: ~*!*~ JaDe HaRdy ~*!*~, lol fine then, don't leave a review!!!! But seriously, read the damn story!!!! Trust me...s'all good...;)] ****************************************************************************
CHAPTER 20
****************************************************************************
"Last Call for Boston!" The PA system rang as Amy stood up grabbing her bags. As she looked up, she saw Matt sadly looking at her. Chris patted him on the shoulder, and Matt looked away as he grabbed his bags and him and Chris went onto the plane.
Amy stood their confused, and kind of angry for some reason, before she put it out of her head and walked onto the plane.
As she found her seat, she pondered on it again. *Why didn't he come talk to me? Or at least try to?* She asked herself. *He looked like he was going to...but why did he walk away?*
"Dude what have I done?" Matt asked himself bitterly. "Why was I so weak? Why didn't I resist that girl in the hotel? Why did I have to fuck up everything? Have I no respect for myself, or more, Amy? Why am I so...argh! God I could kill myself right now." He said frustratedly as he slammed the back of his head against the headrest.
"Yeah, well I'd kill you right now, but Amy wouldn't be too pleased." Chris remarked and Matt opened his eyes confused. "Face it, Amy still loves you and always will. Regardless of if you cheated on her or not, SHE LOVES YOU. AMY loves you, MATT. Are you with me so far?" Chris asked looking as if he was trying to explain something to a child. Matt rolled his eyes. "Ok, good. Now...If you were gone, Amy would STILL be hurting someway if you were dead or not-"
"Chris what the hell are you trying to get at?" Matt asked exasperated.
"Fine. Gees, chill junior. What I'm trying to say is..." He scratched his chin as he forgot his point. He shook his head and continued though, "*Ahem* we already know you fucked up. Okay, it's done. You can't go back or anything to change it. Fact of the matter, YOU CHEATED! Now, the question is how do you make things back to the way they used to be? NOW before you interrupt me, listen." He said as Matt had opened his mouth to speak. "If you play possum...is that the right animal? Well, if you stay away from her, she'll wonder why. Eventually, she'll want to confront you and then there's your change to talk to her. SHE came to YOU. She'll have to listen if you listen to her." Chris said confidently.
"Idiot..." Matt mumbled at the idea. "Whatever Chris. I don't know if you have an actual idea or you're just saying stuff to look smart." Matt said tiredly. "But, we'll try whatever you just said...for now until I think of something more...smarter."
Amy sat quietly in her seat trying to hear what Matt and Chris were discussing but the people around her were being too loud. She saw Trish and instinctively called out her name. Realizing what she did, she covered her mouth and slid down in her seat.
"Amy?" Trish said turning around to see who called her. "Yeah?"
"Nothing. It was by accident." Amy said calmly.
"What is it?"
"I said nothing!" Amy snapped and chewed on her lower lip nervously. Trish saw Amy eyeing Matt and Chris and thought for a moment. *Should I talk to her? What if I accidentally give her bad advice so they never get back together? I don't want them back together...but god I want them back together!* She fought in her head about what was the right thing to do. She liked Matt, recently at least. He was a great catch and now that he was back in the sea, she wanted to catch him instead of Amy. Amy had a turn at happiness; doesn't she deserve a turn too? But then again, somewhere in her confused mind and heart, she wanted nothing else but to see the two back together, happy as hell that it was sickening. *God I'm awful...* she thought shakily. *I'd choose my own happiness over my best friend's? Man this is when Amy would come and tell me what to do! *She thought as she knew Amy would always know what to do. Trish decided not to talk to Amy, yet. It was the safest bet, at least for now.
The plane ride seemed to last an eternity as Amy spent the whole time staring at Matt. *What's he thinking? Is it me he's thinking of? Is he thinking about the last time we made love and how beautiful and amazing it was, like always? Does he want to feel it again? God I do. Is he thinking about how badly I need him right now to tell me everything's okay? That I'm feeling so lonely and vulnerable. All I want is for him to kiss everything away and make me feel as special as he always did when he made love in our bed? Is he thinking about me at all? *
She questioned to herself as a pain of longing rang through her body. Would she ever get to feel him again? The intensity of the loneliness and doubt got to her. Quickly standing up, she ran to the bathroom as tears ran down her cheeks. She seemed to be doing a lot of running away lately. It was her only escape, to avoid him, embarrassment in front of her friends and the truth that when she came back, everything wouldn't be the same like she wanted it to be.
Matt's head turned at the sight of her fleeing body, despite that she was hurting, to him, she still looked gorgeous. He swallowed hard, as he slowly stood up to go to her, hold her, make everything right, to kiss away her pain like only he knew how to. But Chris stopped him. He grabbed his arm and ordered him to sit down.
"Matt! Stop! Seriously. She doesn't want you right now. Listen to her for once." Chris said sternly. Matt glared at him. His heart told him to go to Amy, go to his love, the woman who was supposed to be his wife. But, then his mind, somewhat disconnected, seemed to obey Chris' orders.
Slowly sitting back down, he felt uncomfortable knowing he just let Amy go, and only being a couple feet away, he was letting her cry her tears and feel her pain alone.
In the bathroom, Amy looked at herself sadly. Imprinted in her mind, she could almost see Matt standing behind her, arms wrapped around her waist as they both looked at their reflections. It was one of their morning rituals, when they'd wake up, they'd get ready and Matt would always wrap himself around her. They'd stand there for a couple seconds, looking at how good they looked together. They would mouth words to each other and laugh before leaving. As Amy looked harder, the image faded and she shivered. So many memories; so much pain. She didn't want to leave; being on that plane, and no other escape, Amy's head began to spin. She wobbly stepped out of the tiny space as all eyes seemed to be on her. She fluttered her eyes as everything seemed to go blurry and Amy couldn't walk straight. She stumbled as she held onto the seats trying to make her way to her seat.
Worried, Matt got up, after Chris failed to keep him down. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her arm up over his shoulder as he steadied her.
"Amy you okay?" He whispered paying no attention to the other people watching them.
"M-Matt?" She sounded relieved as her head lightened and only his face came into focus. She looked up at him, and him being the only thing she could see, she leaned up and kissed him. She placed a hand on his jaw as she pulled him down slightly so she didn't have to reach up so much. Matt subconsciously started to wrap his arms around her torso and lower back as he took in more her. Her kiss seemed to be orgasmic as her touch sent bolts of energy into his body.
Time stopped, as they tasted each other, and all eyes were on them. Including Trish's.
READ AND REVIEW, THANKS! bet ya didn't see that coming, lol. I know i didn't! Honestly! i may decided to rewrite this chapter, i'm not sure how well the wording came out, if it was confusing or whatnot. anywho, feedback is more than welcome!