My head was throbbing and my heart was pounding , as I sat in the full and noisy waiting room in the hospital. It seemed like only moments later when my mother and father pulled up. "Oh Nate what happened and where is he!!" screamed my mom busting through the doors.I gritted my teeth and took a deep breath trying to form a lie inside my head. "He got in a fight at school today and I couldn't get to yall in time so I took him," I said trying to hide the fear in my voice. "O my God , My poor little baby!" she said pacing quickly across the floor. She quickly raced over to the nurses main desk leaving me and my father alone.
"Now son, me and you both know that what you said to your mother wasn't true," he said glancing at me sharply. My breathing suddenly sped up and my heart started racing, but how did he find out I wandered. "I won't tell your mother , but Nate you better hope that Mathew is ok , son," He said sitting down in a chair with that same stern look on his face. Somehow this was just my look, I had always managed to get the worst end out of every deal, and at the end Mathew always appeared to be the innocent one, leaving me guilty as charged.
Althougth I did over react a little, I mean why should I even have feelings for someone who barely even knows I exist. Hours seemed to pass by and yet noone knew nothing about Mathew, but finally a doctor came out. "I need to speak to the parent or guardian of Mathew Ryan," he said scanning the room. My mother jumped up out of her seat and quickly faced him. When she came back she had a relieved look on her face. "Mathew is fine and he just has a small concusion, but the doctor is fixing to release him," she said with a smile spreading across her cheek.
A few moments later Mathew appeared in the door way with a sharp glance at the floor. On our way home the car ride was silent and Mathew never once took a second glance at me, which made me feel very guilty. That night I had trouble getting to sleep. I thought over and over in my head how dumb I was for not choosing Stacy. The next day My mother and my father both had to leave for work which left Mathew and I both at home. I was given strict orders by my mother to play servant for Mathew until she returned, so I did as she asked.
I found myself fixing a bowl of cheerios in the kitchen when I heard Mathew shouting my name. "NATE!!!" he cryed growing louder. As soon as I entered his room , an evil smile spread across his face. So , you lied to mom," he said crossing his arms. "Mathew I can't get in anymore trouble and you fucken no that!" I yelled losing my temper at him. He then smiled wildly."Yes true, but the only reason I didn't rat you out is because I was at the party to you dipshit!" he said growing red as a beat.
"Now get me some damn ice tea and make it snappy!" he yelled throwing a pillow at me. My nose flared in anger , but I kept my kool. "Oh and by the way your 'crush' is really good in bed," He said busting out into laughter. I quickly exited the room and slammed the door. I couldn't even bare to look at him I was so angry ,, but yes the old Mathew was back! As I walked into the kitchen rambling about for Mathew's beverage I heard a quiet but quick little knock at the door. As soon as I hear the continuos rapping at the door, I dropped everything out of my hands.
"Shit!" I yelled turning my attention to the door, but when I turned the knob I wanted to bang my head against the wall. Kalena Rose was standing on my front steps!