This Is Us - Chapter 47: Chapter 47

THOMAS POV
"How fucked up does everything have to be for you to come up here?"
Milo asks as I sat in the empty lounge on the top floor of our hotel, staring out of the floor to ceiling windows of the city while drinking from my third beer bottle.
"Pretty fucked," Is all I say as he joins me and swipes one of the bottles from the case, snapping off the top with his bare hands and chugging.
"You too?" I asked as he finished that one and grabs a second.
"This woman is going to be the death of me, I swear to fucking god," He grunts and I rolled my eyes.
"Tell me about it," I agreed with another gulp and he leaned back on the couch, tilting his head back to stare at the ceiling.
"What happened to you?" He asked, snapping his head in my direction and I shrugged.
"You know, the usual. Nothing like getting engaged and having your husband run after his ex who is then killed by an oncoming subway train," I told it like it is and he laughed out loud.
"Oof! That's some bullshit right there. Who writes this shit?" Milo takes up another bottle and I had a feeling the both of us were going to get shitfaced together.
"What happened to you?" I asked him out of curiosity and he sighed.
"So hear this, Kai comes to my house on Christmas Eve right? She starts apologizing, we sleep together, the next morning she's gone and wants nothing to do with me. Now I feel like I'm fucking insane because I thought...I thought I actually had a chance to fix things. BUT HOW CAN YOU FIX SOMETHING THAT WAS NEVER BROKEN!" He yells out of pure frustration and I can see why.
"I feel like I'm in some kind of mind games with her and every move I make, she's always watching. But yet she can flirt with the security guards and the people on our team and I'm supposed to be okay? I'm a man, but I have feelings too you know? Why doesn't she see that?" He groans and the two of us stay quiet for a few moments, drinking away our sorrows.
"You know, today was suppose to be a different kind of day. I was supposed to be happy, I'm engaged, my family is a little closer, we have one more concert until Matty can finally take a break. I should be happy...but instead, I'm just so...disapointed?" I try to put a finger on the feeling and Milo chuckled a bit.
"Matty's a pain in the ass sometimes, I really don't know how you guys do it," Milo adds and I take another long swig.
"He's not a pain in the ass all the time, just when he's playing defense. But today? That was something else and the worse part is, it's almost like Luca doesn't even care. He even took Matty's side like I was the one in the wrong and it nearly drove me insane," I said and Milo closed his eyes.
"Today was supposed to be Luca's day and that man's been through so much that he deserved at least that. But Matty took that away from him." I explained and it was nice to put what happened into words and to have it in the open.
"Matty's also been through some tough shit too you know...Kai told me a lot of things," Milo hinted and I turned to him.
"What do you mean?" I asked and he raised his brow.
"Don't you know what happened to Matty when we first formed as a group, before he was with you? Where he actually grew up?" Milo asked and I thought about it. I know I went to school with him and he was on the football team, but that was about it.
"What did she tell you?" I asked and he grabbed another bottle.
"I wasn't supposed to tell anyone this, especially not you," He hints and now I was interested. Drunk, but interested.
"He didn't grow up in California with the rest of the family. He was a really nasty kid that was hard to deal with, so as sweet as Mika and Pierce seem, they did something kind of fucked up. They sent him away to the island where Pierce grew up, to a boarding school where only god knows what happened to him and after years and years of begging they finally let him come home for high school," He revealed and I stared at him confused.
"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked and Milo sat up, turning to me.
"It doesn't excuse what he did or what he does. But he grew up without love, without knowing he was loved. I guess now knowing that him running after that guy makes sense. Love is so rare for him that as soon as he finds it he latches onto it you know?" He says with a small shrug.
"But what does it matter now Thomas? That guy is dead, you and Luca are still here, but who's comforting Matty right now while you're up here? They both watched that guy die and watching someone die in front of their eyes was probably traumatizing for Luca and heartbreaking for Matty. You can either be pissed off about it or move on in my opinion," Milo says and tries to stand up but falls back in a fit of laughter.
"Fuck Milo, you're supposed to tell me that I'm right. I thought we were friends?" I pout and he smacks my chest.
"We are friends, but I'm not going to kiss ass. My life is falling apart but that's okay cause it's just me. You have a beautiful family with more on the way and I'd hate to see that sappy shit fail," He tells me honestly and I sigh, helping him get back on his feet as the two of us make our way back to our rooms.
I stumbled into my room and quietly closed the door behind me. The room was dark now and I could hear the quiet snores of Cooper and Luca coming from the bedroom side of things. I walk over to the bed where the light of the city illuminated my two babies sleeping peacefully.
I leaned over Matty and gently kissed his forehead causing him to stir.
"Thomas? You're back?" He croaked and I ran my fingers through his soft silky hair.
"Yeah baby, I'm back," I told him and he sat up now.
"Are you drunk?" He asked and I lost my center of balance, nearly collapsing to the floor but just crouching instead.
"That too," I remember telling him honestly before blacking out.