- Chapter 4
Work was crazy that Saturday for Liz. She started at 9 o’clock in the morning and didn’t get done until almost 10pm. By the time she snagged a cab and got home, all she could think about was climbing into bed and going to bed. On the couch, she wasn’t about to get back into bed with Matt yet. In fact, Liz kind of hoped Matt had decided to go out tonight. At least that way she could get to sleep right away instead of having an argument with him.
As Liz opened the apartment door she instantly could tell something was going on. There were clothes thrown all over the living room. Women’s clothes.
“Shit.” She heard Matt say from the bedroom.
“What? What’s wrong?” A girl’s voice said.
Just great Liz thought. Of course. Now he was bringing the girls home with him. Liz couldn’t take it anymore. She was tired of sitting by while this jerk walked all over her. This was more than any person could take.
“What the hell is going on?” She screamed as she stood in the doorway to her and Matt’s bedroom.
Sure enough, right there in her bed was the blonde bimbo from the night club.
“Babe. It’s not what it looks like.” Matt said as he was sliding his pants on.
“Hmm. Because it looks like my boyfriend is screwing a bimbo.”
By this time the girl had figured out what was going on and was wrapping herself in the sheet and walking out of the room. She walked around the living room picking up her clothes, and then headed to the bathroom to get dress.
“Babe, really. It’s fine. She’s leaving.” Matt tried his best to convince Liz that this was all normal. Nothing weird going on here. It was totally normal for a girlfriend to find her boyfriend in bed with a blonde bimbo.
“Stop saying babe. That’s degrading and it pisses me off.”
“I’m sorry babe.” Matt winced as it came out of his mouth again. It was pathological for him. He couldn’t help himself.
“You can’t go one night without getting laid? Seriously Matt?”
“She’s leaving Liz. Calm down. She’s leaving.”
The girl was leaving. By this time she was almost running out the door. She didn’t bother to turn and look back, just straight out the door and down the stairs at the end of the hallway.
“I’m done Matt. Even I can’t keep putting up with this shit.”
Liz started to pull a giant suitcase out of the closet.
“Babe. Seriously, it won’t happen again.”
“Matt, I’m better than this. I can’t stay here another second.”
“Fine! You want to leave? Leave me then. Go live on the street for all I care.”
“Oh you don’t care. Don’t pretend like you do!”
By this time Liz had long lost her ability to just sit idly by and let this guy walk all over her. Now he was just pissing her off.
“Good ridden.” Matt said as he walked down the hall toward the bathroom.
Matt started grabbing all of Liz’s makeup and other things and throwing them into the hallway.
“Stop!” Liz yelled as she headed down to try and save her makeup.
“Stop? Why? You want to leave. I’m helping you pack your shit.” Matt is beyond livid that Liz has finally decided to leave him.
“Stop. Matt. You’re breaking everything.” Liz grabs his arm to try and stop him from throwing her makeup onto the ground.
As Matt pulls his arm away from Liz, her arm goes flying into the picture on the wall. It shatters and falls right onto Liz, leaving a gash on her face and cuts to her arm. Blood starts pouring everywhere, immediately halting the argument.
Matt is genuinely worried and goes to grab a towel. Without a word he wraps it around her arm and holds another up to her cheek.
They sit there quietly on the floor of the bathroom. Surrounded by broken makeup and a tiny puddle of blood on the floor.
Liz didn’t bother to pack all of her things. Instead, she grabbed just a couple outfits for her two jobs and filled a small backpack with them. Matt gathered what he could of her makeup off the floor and put it into a plastic grocery bag. They didn’t talk, there was nothing to say. It was over.
Liz took a cab to the dorms at NYU and buzzed Bella’s room. She had tried texting her and calling her but Bella had not answered. There were two possibilities. One, Bella was out again and not checking her phone because she was at a club. Or two, Bella had finally crashed and was sound asleep. There was nothing that could wake her up when she was asleep. Not even a fire alarm, which had happened the night Liz first met Bella, two years before.
Liz had been assigned to sweep through the floors when they did a fire drill. Liz was a little older than most the other girls, so it was assumed she was more responsible. Liz had gotten to Bella’s room and she was sound asleep. Not even shaking her could get the girl to wake up. Finally after about five minutes, Liz was able to get Bella up. When they got downstairs, the dorm supervisor started yelling at Bella and Liz told her to knock it off. It was at that moment Bella and Liz became friends.
The two girls were inseparable for about a year before Liz moved out of the dorms to live with Matt. Now look where Liz was, stuck sitting outside the same dorm complex on a freezing cold January night.