Secrets I Have Held In My Heart
Bacon and Waffles
Robyn
I had no idea what time it was whenever I woke up, I just knew I had a hangover from hell. I rubbed my eyes and rolled onto my back, thinking back to everything that happened last night at the charity event. I broke Brian’s nose, Matt brought me home, and I told him I loved him. Did I really mean that though? Did I really love him? I sighed softly as the smell of bacon wafted up the stairs and into my room.
Slowly, I climbed out of my bed and stumbled down the steps. I groaned whenever the sunlight hit my eyes and I shielded them before walking to the kitchen to see Matt standing there, his back to me as he began to start another batch of bacon and waffles.
“Where’s the aspirin?” I groaned out, rubbing my eyes.
“It's in the bathroom in the cabinet above this sink,” he said, focusing on the bacon so that it didn't burn.
Making my way to the bathroom, I grabbed a few and popped them into my mouth before drinking some water from the faucet. Stumbling my way back out into the kitchen, I sat down at the table and rested my head on it.
“Don't ever let me drink again,” I moaned out, my head still throbbing. I couldn't believe what I had done last night. I couldn't believe that I told Matt that I loved him.
“Robyn we need to talk,” he said, looking at me.
Uh oh.
“About what?” I asked, tilting my head to the side as I looked at him.
“Why were you drinking last night? You’re pregnant. You shouldn't be consuming alcohol.” when he said those words, part of me died inside.
“That night that I took Alexis to Brian’s I had a doctor’s appointment. I lost the baby Matt… I haven't told anybody. Not even Brian.. I don't know how. I'm afraid that he’ll think I got an abortion..” I said softly, looking at the ground.
I wasn’t surprised one bit whenever I felt Matt wrap his arms around me and hug me tighter than he ever had before. I was glad that I hadn’t told Alexis about the baby, because that would absolutely devastate her. Or she wouldn’t understand it.
Before I knew it, my hangover was gone, and I was bawling my eyes out in Matt’s chest.
“Everything will be okay Robyn,” he whispered to me, kissing me on the top of my head. “I know it might not seem like it, but everything will be okay.”
I didn’t know how long I stood there crying into his chest. It felt like forever, I had cried as much as I could, I probably didn’t have any tears left to spare even if I did cry. I finally pulled away from Matt and wiped my tears away.
“Is breakfast almost ready?” I sniffled.
“Yeah. The first batch of waffles and bacon are done.” He told me, leading me out to the kitchen.
I walked over to the fridge and grabbed the orange juice and looked around, finding a bottle of champagne tucked away in the back of the fridge, I grabbed it. This wasn’t what I should be doing, I shouldn’t be drinking on top of a hangover. I poured the orange juice in a glass. Just as I was about to pour the champagne, I felt it leave my hands.
“Give it back Matt!” I said, spinning around, trying to reach it, but he was holding it high above my head. I folded my arms and began to tap my foot against the ground, glaring into his hazel eyes.
“Calm down there thumper, you told me not to let you drink again, so I’m not,” he said, a smile on his face. I couldn’t help but smile with him. His smile was contagious, and beautiful.
“You’re lucky I like you Matt,” I told him, a playful smile on my face.
He raised an eyebrow as he drank from the bottle of champagne. He pulled the bottle away from his lips and looked at me. “Like?” he said, “Last night I do believe that you said you loved me.” He said, his hazel eyes looking down into my eyes.
“Bacon and Waffles?” he asked me, not giving me a chance to reply as he grabbed the plates and placed them on the table.
I had no idea what time it was whenever I woke up, I just knew I had a hangover from hell. I rubbed my eyes and rolled onto my back, thinking back to everything that happened last night at the charity event. I broke Brian’s nose, Matt brought me home, and I told him I loved him. Did I really mean that though? Did I really love him? I sighed softly as the smell of bacon wafted up the stairs and into my room.
Slowly, I climbed out of my bed and stumbled down the steps. I groaned whenever the sunlight hit my eyes and I shielded them before walking to the kitchen to see Matt standing there, his back to me as he began to start another batch of bacon and waffles.
“Where’s the aspirin?” I groaned out, rubbing my eyes.
“It's in the bathroom in the cabinet above this sink,” he said, focusing on the bacon so that it didn't burn.
Making my way to the bathroom, I grabbed a few and popped them into my mouth before drinking some water from the faucet. Stumbling my way back out into the kitchen, I sat down at the table and rested my head on it.
“Don't ever let me drink again,” I moaned out, my head still throbbing. I couldn't believe what I had done last night. I couldn't believe that I told Matt that I loved him.
“Robyn we need to talk,” he said, looking at me.
Uh oh.
“About what?” I asked, tilting my head to the side as I looked at him.
“Why were you drinking last night? You’re pregnant. You shouldn't be consuming alcohol.” when he said those words, part of me died inside.
“That night that I took Alexis to Brian’s I had a doctor’s appointment. I lost the baby Matt… I haven't told anybody. Not even Brian.. I don't know how. I'm afraid that he’ll think I got an abortion..” I said softly, looking at the ground.
I wasn’t surprised one bit whenever I felt Matt wrap his arms around me and hug me tighter than he ever had before. I was glad that I hadn’t told Alexis about the baby, because that would absolutely devastate her. Or she wouldn’t understand it.
Before I knew it, my hangover was gone, and I was bawling my eyes out in Matt’s chest.
“Everything will be okay Robyn,” he whispered to me, kissing me on the top of my head. “I know it might not seem like it, but everything will be okay.”
I didn’t know how long I stood there crying into his chest. It felt like forever, I had cried as much as I could, I probably didn’t have any tears left to spare even if I did cry. I finally pulled away from Matt and wiped my tears away.
“Is breakfast almost ready?” I sniffled.
“Yeah. The first batch of waffles and bacon are done.” He told me, leading me out to the kitchen.
I walked over to the fridge and grabbed the orange juice and looked around, finding a bottle of champagne tucked away in the back of the fridge, I grabbed it. This wasn’t what I should be doing, I shouldn’t be drinking on top of a hangover. I poured the orange juice in a glass. Just as I was about to pour the champagne, I felt it leave my hands.
“Give it back Matt!” I said, spinning around, trying to reach it, but he was holding it high above my head. I folded my arms and began to tap my foot against the ground, glaring into his hazel eyes.
“Calm down there thumper, you told me not to let you drink again, so I’m not,” he said, a smile on his face. I couldn’t help but smile with him. His smile was contagious, and beautiful.
“You’re lucky I like you Matt,” I told him, a playful smile on my face.
He raised an eyebrow as he drank from the bottle of champagne. He pulled the bottle away from his lips and looked at me. “Like?” he said, “Last night I do believe that you said you loved me.” He said, his hazel eyes looking down into my eyes.
“Bacon and Waffles?” he asked me, not giving me a chance to reply as he grabbed the plates and placed them on the table.
EEEEEEEEEE! She said yes! Yay! I still want to slap this Brian into next week -_-
11/4/17