Matthew’s POV: I needed to be alone, away from everyone. All I needed was some time, where I could think about Maya. Cameron called me but I didn’t want to talk to him, at that very second. Then my sisters friend, Taylor, who is also really close to Maya called me. I answered her called.
“Hello,” I said.
“Matthew! What happened to Maya!? Amber just called and told me!” Taylor practically yelled into the phone.
“She got into a car accident with Andrew. She’s the only one that survived that accident, well in the car that she was in. Andrew died on impact.”
“Wow, I probably would’ve known sooner but I was in Spain for school.”
“Really? I was on the other side of America and I caught the fastest flight back to California.”
“Wait...does Maya know that Andrew’s dead?”
“No...shes still in a coma…”
“How? It’s been months!”
“I don’t know, Taylor. Maya’s aunt started taking over the hospital.”
“Wow. Bobby keeps texting me by the way, something about her missin you and her wanting to get back together with you.”
“Can you tell her to say the h*** away from me and that her psycho friend Charlotte and I are done.”
“Totally! I’ll see you soon Matt! Stay strong!”
I hung up and continued walking to my hotel. I needed some space, where there's a bed. That's all I needed, a few hours away from all of the chaos and some time to take a nap.
-------------------few hours later---------------
I was awoken by someone jumping on my bed. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Maya.
"Maya?" I asked in my morningish/sleeping voice.
"No dummy! It's Cammy!" Cameron said.
"Dude! Snap out of it!"
Cameron slapped me and handed me a plate full of food. I set the food down on the bed, and basically ignored it.
"You do realise my mom did a special run for you to go get that right?"
I didn't want to deal with eating or talking to Cameron right now. I wasn't in the mood because I'm afraid of losing Maya. Even though we aren't dating, I still want to have the chance to be able too.