The Truth Behind a Smile #23

My mouth fell wide open. Did Matt just say that he loved me and didnt care? But he didn't even know the full story... Well if i looked shocked then it was nothing compared to Matt's mom. Her face was red going on purple with anger.
"Never say that again Matt Wiersma! Never! You do not love this girl."
"For the last time, she has a name!"
"And i don't care. You don't love this thing and you will never see her again. Or talk to her. We're a good family and that wont be ruined."
"Bye, Matt." I looked at my feet and ran away. This was too much for me. His mom didn't know me. She only knew my father and of course she thought i was just like him, meaning that i also heavily drank. Which wasn't true, I had no interest in those things. I wanted a successful future, which by the looks of things, was not going to happen.
"Macy, wait up!" I stopped and turned around. Matt was running right towards me.
"Yes?"
"I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye." Then Matt leaned in and kissed me. I lost thought of everything around me. No matter how much i wanted to deny things, I was in love with Matt. But i pulled away and drove back to my house.
"That you Macy?" my dad called when i stepped inside.
"Yep, it's me." I smiled happily. A beautiful ending to a treacherous day.
"Where ya been?"
"At Matt's house, Matt Wiersma."
"Macy-"
"Don't start about he's all rich and better than us, no Dad. His mom already told us that! I don't need it from you too. The fact is that i don't care about how rich and better than he is than us, Dad, because I, I-"
"Do not say it! Don't say that love him!"
"But I do! I really do!" My dad's face turned dark purple, almost like Matt's mom's face did, except this was ten times scarier. I saw fury spread across my dad and he started saying that.
"You don't!" And then i felt something hard connect with my cheek and everything collapsed into darkness. My dad had been drunk.