The Loves Of My Life

Chapter 6

One Monday morning as I had arrived at my school , I had walked into my class as I saw Aiden waiting near the class door. He had been standing against 1 of the school desks busy typing away on his phone until he had seen me walk in.

"Goodmorning Kira... I wanted to ask you something?", replied Aiden.

"Yeah sure. What's up?"

"I had seen the other day that you had blocked me on Watsapp... May I ask why? And if I had done anything wrong, I hope you know that you can tell me hey"

"Aiden it is nothing really. You had done nothing wrong for me to block you"

"Then why did I get blocked if you dont mind me asking?"

"It is just Matthew. He does not want me talking to any guys on my phone. And so he just went to town blocking all my male contacts. Don't worry, you were not the only one that was blocked." I laughed as I explained to Aiden about my situation.

"OH okays I understand that... most guys are like that. Could I ask you for a favor tho?"

"Yeah sure anything..."

" Would you be able to unblock me just for a half a day maybe... I really need help with this set of homework and I wanted to ask you for help over the phone... but only if that's okay with you?"

I could not have said no. He was asking for my help and his facial expressions showed desperation. It was only for a little while.

"I'm sure Matthew would not mind. I would just be helping you only. He should be able to understand that . When I get home I'll unblock you and then we can carry on from there", I had told Aiden.

"Thank you so much. This means a lot. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you"

When school hours were finally done and I had returned home, I had gotten my phone and had unblocked Aiden telling him to send me the pictures of the work he needed help with. After a few good couple hours, we were finally done.... well I was finally done explaining to him.

"Thank you so much again for your help, you can block me now before your boyfriend meets with you (sending laughing emojis). And hey one more thing, I suggest you delete our chat before he gets to see it. He might get mad a little bit" Aiden had suggested.

"It's no problem really and I think I might do that. Nice chatting with you again. Bye", and I had blocked him after my reply.

After I had blocked him I started to think, as I stared at the delete button. I could not do it. I could not understand as to why I had to delete the conversation when all I had did was help a schoolmate out. I clearly did not do anything wrong and besides... deleting the conversation would mean that I have something to hide from Matthew. It would mean that I was being dishonest with him. But there was nothing to hide as far as I could see. There was no reason for me to be deleting that conversation.

And so I had decided. I would leave the chat the way it was. It was there for Matthew to see it when ever he had felt like it and if he had felt like it. I knew that he would not find any faults in that chat. Matthew was going to come home to visit me later and so I had went to change out of my school uniform. There was nothing for me to worry about and yet I seemed to have been stressing for some weird reason. It could not because of the chat. Matthew is loving and understanding and I'm sure that he can understand I was helping someone who needed and had asked for my help. I was sure that the worrying part was just in my head.

It was finally time for Matthew to visit. When he did, we sat on my bed , watching a comedy movie, laughing away as we normally do. It felt like such a great time. Until I had the urge to use the bathroom. I left Matthew alone in my room whilst I had gone. When I had finally returned, I saw Matthew staring at my phone... going through it again but I was not worried because there was nothing wrong and so I had went to sit next to him, trying to snuggle with him by hugging him, until he pulled away and flung my arms off him

He had then thrown my phone on the wall, cracking it and letting it fall on the floor into pieces. I sat upright on my bed in horror and in shock as I looked towards him. The last thing I saw was Matthew raising his hand in the air and flinging it towards me across my cheek.

There was a deep aching pain that was left behind on my face. The only thing that I had done in that moment was place my cold hands on my cheek trying to cool down the burn that was left behind. I could just feel my eyes watering up. I could feel the tears wanting to run down my face but I did not let them. I had kept them in and I had tried so hard to do so. My chest had gotten tight and my breathing had become heavy whilst trying to keep my tears in.

" Why did you lie to me? Especially when I specifically told you not to talk to any boys. What... are you taking me for a game or something! I have feelings to. YOU BETTER NOT LET THIS HAPPEN AGAIN!!! Do you understand?!"

I had swallowed down my shakey voice and had tried clearing my tears away...

"I only spoke to 1 guy.... that to he needed my help."

"No you spoke to so many other guys... I don't care if they related to you... they count as guys... I DONT WANT YOU DOING THIS AGAIN... DO YOU UNDERSTAND??? ". He screamed at me.

I just stared at him for a small bit and sat silently. Even if I had anything to say to him, my voice would have came out shakey. He had seen that my eye contact towards him was poor. After that tight slap I had gotten from him ... I could not stare at him... not even once. Guess that had gotten to him. He ended up picking up my phone bits off of the floor and started putting it together in 1 piece and had left it on my bed.

"I'll replace your phone screen for you. I do not know why you even need a phone since I come to visit you tho... And I'm sorry for what I had done... okays", Matthew had said in his sweet gentle voice as if that was going to make everything better.

After hearing those words, I finally managed to swallow that shakey voice once again and I had heard myself say...

"Matthew.. You know where the door is, I'm sure you can see yourself out if you don't mind. I want to sleep now... Goodnight"

And I had laid on my bed with my head placed upon my pillow as I watched him leave through my room door. Once he was finally gone and my doors were shut once again, I had burst into tears. I had even placed a pillow around my whole face just so that my parents would not be able to hear my choking cry.... That night I ended up crying myself to sleep on my drenched pillow.