Mathew had
finished packing his bags and in a few hours he would be gone. Snowie had gone
shopping so it gave Mathew time to think of something to say but every time he
thought about what he would say to Snowie it never sounded right.
"You have to tell her that you are leaving." Spencer said standing by the door.
"Dad, I
can't tell her."
"Matt, I know this is hard but you can't leave without saying anything. Doing that would be worse. Everyone will be here later to say goodbye so tell her before then."
He went up
in the attic for one last bash on the drums. The emotions he felt with every
stroke of stick on the drum brought him close to tears. It was thanks to Snowie
that he took up the drums and if it wasn't for her, he would properly be in a
prison somewhere doing time. He put the sticks away and made his way back to
his room. He saw Snowie enter her room. Mathew took a deep breath knocked on
the door and walked in.
Sitting on the bed trying to get comfortable, "How was the shopping trip?"
"I
didn't buy much. Just window shopped mostly. Matt you don't look happy what's
wrong?"
"Umm,
it's hard to explain. You see the thing is I'm going away."
"Oh ok. Going with your Dad, don't worry I'll see you in a week or two." Snowie really believed what she was saying but Matt had to put this right.
"Snowie
I'm not going with Dad and I'm not going for a few weeks. I am going for six
months maybe a year."
"You're
what?"
"Snowie I know this is hard but I have to do this..."
Snowie was
now yelling, "No you don't, tell your Dad no. We are a couple and you
can't just up and leave. I mean what about us? Did you ever think about that?
We have a few weeks to change Spencer's mind..."
"Snowie
please, don't make this hard than it has to be. I'm leaving this afternoon. I
will miss you but I think it is best we break up, I would like us to stay
friends but..."
"You
are breaking up with me and what to stay friends, never. I wish I'd never met
you. Go on your trip be happy. I just won't be here when you get back. Now get
out of my room." She slammed the door in his face and then all he heard was
crying from the other side of the door. He wanted to go back and tell her
everything would be fine but he couldn't.
When he got
downstairs his Dad was waiting, "How did it go?"
"Dad
she hates me."
"She
doesn't hate you she just needs time. Everyone is here to see you off."
Matt went into the living room to find the family waiting.
Will was the first to hug him and say, "I can't believe it my nephew has grown up. This house will be to quiet now."
"I'll
miss you Uncle Will. Take care of my Aunt and little cousin for me."
"You
know I will, Matt."
Matt picked up Art and said, "Art be good ok. See you soon."
"Uncle
Blake take care."
"Listen less of the Uncle and remember we are only a call away." Matt turned to Estevan and smiled. Estevan pulled him into a hug and said in a whisper, "Anything you need call me, money you name it call me."
In a whisper
back, "Are you and Dawn ok?"
"I'm working on it. How did Snowie take it?"
"Not
good." Estevan just gave a half smile. Matt was dreading saying goodbye to
Aunt Heather as he knew she would start crying. "Aunt Heather thanks for
everything."
Holding back her tears; Heather said, "Matt you can always come back, just take care of yourself but have a good time."
Matt hugged
her again and said in a whisper, "Please give this letter to Snowie for
me."
Matt hugged Paris and his Dad. He asked Paris to look after his Dad and if they ever decided on a date then he wanted to be there on the big day.
Leaving the house he took one last look up the stair case in the hopes that Snowie would come down and say goodbye but the hall was silent. He was embarking on a new stage in his life but he had hoped that Snowie and he would remain friends but it just didn't seem it wasn't going to work out that way.
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