The very next day Matthew found Ivan, standing with the rest of the team. Inhaling as much air as he could into his lungs he walked toward him, keeping his strut confident and powerful. In this moment he could show no fear, he would not let his shaking nerves doom him. Ivan stopped talking with the team once he got closer, he turned towards him and smiled a big friendly smile. His eyes were intense, treating, he was a monster. Matthew let out the air and prepared to brake the news. "I'm quitting the team." He announced and Ivan's smile shrunk, Matthew didn't think that Ivan was actually expecting that answer from him.
The team just stared at him, waiting for him to explain which he wasn't going to do. He had said all that he need to say so he turned his back to them and went to walk away. Ivan grabbed his arm and squeezed it tightly. "You are going nowhere!" He hissed. Matthew turned to him, all the fires of hell burning inside him. His hand had balled up into a fist and before he knew what he was doing he went full on hockey mode and punched Ivan with everything he had. m
Ivan fell backwards, holding his jaw in his hand. He made a sound of pain before glaring up at Matthew. Matthew glared down at him, both hands were still balled up into fists just in case he was forced to punch him again. "That...that was for Gilbert." He huffed and turned walking away. As soon as he turned the corner and was out of sigh he shook his hand and hissed in pain. He let out a deep breath and went to his locker. Gilbert was leaning against it, he smiled when he saw him and he waved his hand at him.
Matthew ran to Gilbert, darting between people and even shoving one guy just to get to him quicker. "I did it! I quit the team!" He told him and smiled, it actually felt grate, he didn't have to hurt all the time now, he could finally be able to rise his arms straight up in the air.
"Really, how did it go?" Gilbert asked and moved away from the locker so Matthew could get inside. Matthew was still smiling as he grabbed his books and things. He kicked the door close.
"I punched him right in the jaw." Matthew told him and Gilbert raised his eye brows before putting his arm around his shoulders. They both grinned at each other. Elizaveta walked up to them, she wasn't in one of her dresses, she was in pants with cute brown ankle boots on. Her top was a simple t-shit with a small floral pattern down in one corner spreading across the rest of the shirt. She was still looking for the right balance of feminine and masculine in her style of clothing.
She gave Matthew a knowing look and smirked at the two boys before joining them. Gilbert wrapped his other arm around her shoulder and walked with two of his favorite people in the world. Matthew had to leave the group when he had to get to class. Elizaveta finally had the moment alone with Gilbert that she need to break up with him. She looked at his face and wondered how she should do it, what line could she give that wouldn't hurt him.
Elizaveta didn't know if she could bear to see him hurt, but it had to be done, the longer she waited the harder it would be. She took a breath and slowly let it out. "I think we should break up." She said but she paused. There had been an echo to her voice that wasn't her voice. It took her a second to realize that it had been Gilbert's voice. He had said the same thing as her at the same time.
The pair stared at each other confused. "Wait you're breaking up with me." They both said, once again speaking at the same time. Elizaveta held her hands in the air and stopped walking. "Where is this coming from?" She asked and Gilbert pulled her aside, taking her under the stairs. Usually there would be a couple making out under them but today they were empty.
"I love you Liz but I don't think its love...love. You know what I'm saying. I love you but only as my best childhood dude-chick friend. I've just been hoping it would turn into non-friendship love, but last night I realized that it would never turn out like that for us. We were meant to be friends, soul mates but in friend form." He explained, not even asking her what her reason for wanting to break up was.
Elizaveta smiled at him and took him and hugged him. She couldn't help but to giggle. "So you dumping me as nothing to do with you screaming out in prayer when I let you touch my boobs." She joked and watched him blush. He pushed her away in embarrassment and she started laughing.
"That has nothing to do with anything." He told her and crossed his arms. She smirked and moved closer, he backed up until there was no place for him to back up to. She placed her hands on the sides of her breast and pressed them together before leaning against him. Gilbert's blush got worse and he made feeble little squeak sounds.
She locked eyes with him, that smirk of hers was as devilish as always. "Are you sure." She teased and leaned back removing her hands from her breast with a laugh. "I'm glad we can go back to being friends Gil. So is there anyone you like?" She question and wondered if Gilbert would answer her. Alas it was still to soon and all Gilbert did was shrugged his big shoulders. She sighed, men could be so clueless sometimes. They sometime needed a little push to get things going.
Then she remembered one little detail that she missed. Matthew was still dating someone. That was a road block that she had no power over. She would not break up a relationship just so she could help hook those two up, no matter how badly she want to do so. All she could do was wait and hope thing turned out for the best.
~About two months later~
Things had calmed down since the first month of school after all the first month is always the worst. It was now three months into the school year, Ivan would still rear his ugly head now and then but for the most part he left them all alone. Lovino's dancing skills had improve greatly and he was going to continue taking classes with Antonio, when when he would no longer be a student teacher there. Alfred was still awkwardly trying to court Arthur, the two were so awkward it actually hurt to look at them sometime. Lovino and Alfred had made yet another pact with one another, they agreed that they would both confess their feeling to their crushes by the end of this month.
Elizaveta started dating someone else, a upperclassman and actually a relative of Gilbert's, his cousin in fact. Matthew surprisingly enough was still with Carlos. He tried to break it off several time, but each and every time Carlos would just say something so romantic and sweet that Matthew couldn't bring himself to break up with him. It was driving him mad with guilt. Matthew knew he had to break up with him soon before things got serious.
That weekend Tim was throwing another party, his parents would be gone for a couple of day, that only meant one thing. Matthew popped the screen off his window, he had told Mrs. Williams about the party but something about sneaking out though the window was just to much fun to pass up. Alfred followed him out the window, closing it once he was outside. They went through the usual pattern and made it on the ground. Gilbert pulled up to the front and unlocked the passenger door by hand. "Get in bitches we're about to go get fucking wasted." He laughed and Matthew and Alfred ran for the car. they were racing for front seat, Alfred cheated by tackling Matthew to the ground and he jumped into the front seat. Matthew stood up and glance down that his now grass stained jeans.
Defeated by unfair conduct he took a seat in the back and crossed his arms over his chest and pouted for the rest of the car ride. Gilbert packed his car on the side of the road, just outside Tim's house. He locked the doors once everybody was out and handed his keys over to Tim. Tim did this at every party, to keep anyone who has been drinking off the road, he only gave keys to the sober people who were there to take the drunks home. When Matthew walked in Tim was kind enough to point out where Carlos was. He muttered a silent, you could do better, when Matthew walked by. Elizaveta stood next to him crossing her arms.
She had hoped that Matthew would have had the balls to dump Carlos by now, it was so clear that he didn't even like him in that way. This was all so frustrating to her, Gilbert and Matthew should have hooked up by now and she knew it. Still she wasn't going to involve herself until the both of those idiots were single. Sighing she turned away, maybe she could drown her anger and frustration with a red plastic cup filled with cheep light beer.
Matthew found Carlos sitting on the couch where they had shared their first kiss, a kiss that Matthew still didn't remember having. He sat with him and they both started drinking right away, they both had something to say and both of them were to nervous to say it while sober. Matthew felt the buzz first but he still kept drinking. when they tried to talk they found it was impossible to hear each other over everyone else and the blasting dubstep. They decided to take their talk upstairs where it would be quieter, it took two tries before they found a room with out a couple already in there having drunken sex. Carlos closed the door behind him, he could hardly walk.
Matthew was already sitting on the bed, more like laying there holding one of the pillows while he curled up into a small little ball. Carlos crawled onto the bed with him, cuddling against the pillow between them, he then tossed the thing to the ground and took Matthew by his waist, kissing him like he's never kissed him before. He kissed along his neck, softly biting at the spot that turned from neck to shoulder. "I love you." The kisses traveled back up and Matthew clung to the front of his shirt but then he was forcefully pushed away. He looked to see what was wrong only to see that his boyfriend was crying. It wasn't a heavy or thick cry but just a small sniffling cry, nevertheless, Carlos panicked and wondered what he had done wrong. "I'm sorry...was I going to fast? Mattie?" Carlos asked and Matthew just shoke his head at him.
"No...no this is all my fault...I'm so sorry Carlos. I can't do this anymore, I can't lie anymore, I just didn't want to hurt you but now...I'm such a fucking asshole. I don't love you...I was planning on breaking up with you." Matthew cried and Carlos petted the top of his head and made quiet shushing sound to try and get him to stop crying. When that did work he pulled him into and hug and held him there.
"Don't cry Mattie its okay...it'll be okay, you hear me. Now dry your eyes." He told him and kept holding him. He rubbed his back and felt Matthew wrap his arms around him. "I understand...and I'm not mad at you. Yes I do hurt, but I'll be fine. you just need to stop crying for me okay." He whisper to him. When Matthew stopped crying they just sat there on the bed for a while. the door then flew open and a couple came rushing in. Carlos and Matthew cleared the room when they saw that the couple weren't about to stop doing what they were about o do for anything.
they move to the stairs taking a seat at the very top. "I'm sorry for leading you on. I should have just been a man and broke it off sooner."
"You should have turned me down when I first asked you out. Even then you had no feelings for me, I was just blind to it." Carlos told him and Matthew was speechless, it was true but he didn't think that Carlos had known. Carlos let out a deep sigh and stared forward, he then stared down at his knees. "He's a good guy...Gilbert. I hope you two will be happy together." he said and stood up before Matthew could say a word to him. Carlos walked down the steps, keeping his hand on the railing so he wouldn't fall.
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Next chapter will either be Lovino or Alfred. I haven't made up my mind yet. I feel bad for Carlos in this chapter. Well I'm too tired right now to add to much more to this note. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I was up till 4:30 am writing it. I need to sleep really badly now.
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