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When You're Strange
Truth
Matilda’s pov
Zacky knew something was up between Brian and me. We watched a comedy, in silence. No one laughed, we al just sat awkwardly in the living room. When the movie finally ended Jimmy spoke.
“Lil Matt, are you Italian?” He asked.
I furrowed my eye brows, not sure if I was or not. Soon everyone turned towards Zack.
“Matilda, go downstairs.” He ordered.
I gave him a confused look, but got off of the couch and walked down the stairs. Only I stayed at the top of the stairs so I could listen in.
“She’s Mexican.” Zacky sighed.
“How?” Johnny asked.
Zacky cleared his throat then spoke again, “Matilda was adopted, when she was a baby.”
Once those words came out of his mouth, it felt like I had just been hit with a ton of red bricks. A soft sob escaped from my throat as I slammed the door shut and ran down to my room where I cried into my sheets until I fell unconscious.
Zacky knew something was up between Brian and me. We watched a comedy, in silence. No one laughed, we al just sat awkwardly in the living room. When the movie finally ended Jimmy spoke.
“Lil Matt, are you Italian?” He asked.
I furrowed my eye brows, not sure if I was or not. Soon everyone turned towards Zack.
“Matilda, go downstairs.” He ordered.
I gave him a confused look, but got off of the couch and walked down the stairs. Only I stayed at the top of the stairs so I could listen in.
“She’s Mexican.” Zacky sighed.
“How?” Johnny asked.
Zacky cleared his throat then spoke again, “Matilda was adopted, when she was a baby.”
Once those words came out of his mouth, it felt like I had just been hit with a ton of red bricks. A soft sob escaped from my throat as I slammed the door shut and ran down to my room where I cried into my sheets until I fell unconscious.
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