My Other Half (Avenged Sevenfold)

Untitled Part 70

"Everything ok with you and Matt?" Brian asked when I was done with my shower.

"Yeah. We just talked was all. We mainly apologized to each other about a lot of shit." I sighed.

Brian nodded a little, not saying anything. As much as Brian says he wants Matt and I to get along, I don't think he wants us getting too close as friends either. I eyed him up.

"Say what's bothering you." I told him.

"I don't trust him still. I worry about him making a move on you. I'd never forgive him if he did." He said quietly.

"Brian, I think both of us know that I'd crack his skull open if he ever tried that." I told him.

Brian just nodded and handed me my pants. His jaw is clenched which is a good indicator that he has something left to say.

"Brian." I sighed.

"I don't want history repeating itself with you and Matt." He said, staring at me.

That fucking hurt. I married Brian, not Matt. If I had wanted Matt, I would of gone back to him. What the fuck is Brian implying?

"What the fuck does that mean?" I glared, getting my pants on.

"Just that. I didn't know Matt found you at the cemetery the night we broke up until he told me. I didn't realize He was the knight and shining armor that day." Brian said snidely.

"What the fuck, Brian?" I asked.

"Matt told me he found you there that night. He brought you home, right?" He asked bitterly.

"Because I was drunk. Wait, are...are you implying that I started seeing Matt that night?" I asked, feeling my face get red with anger.

"Did you?" He asked coldly.

"Fuck you, Brian!" I snapped.

I turned and threw open the door to the bathroom. I'm so fucking hurt by his accusations. Why is he bringing this up now?

I felt the bus start moving. It lurched as it picked up speed, knocking what little balance I had out of me. I stumbled and fell against the side of the bunks. At least I caught myself before I hit the floor hard. Not that it helped the massive twisting cramps I'm having or anything.

"Shit! Tatum? Are you hurt?" Brian asked, trying to help me up.

"Get off of me." I growled quietly at him.

Hurt filled his eyes when I said that to him. I love the man with all my heart, but he just acted like a major asshole. The last thing I want is him to touch me. Hell, I don't even want to talk to him.

"At least let me help you up." He said quietly.

"No thank you." I snapped, slowly getting up.

"Tatum-" Brian started.

"Know what? I didn't start seeing Matt for well over a month after you and I broke up. So fuck you for thinking that. I'm not the one who jumps straight from one relationship to another." I snapped.

I just got the cold, Synyster Gates stare. I watched as Brian transformed right before my eyes. It was creepy. His eyes hardened at me. I could almost see his cocky attitude take over. He gave me his signature Synyster Gates smirk.

"Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart." He sneered.

"Know what? Fuck this shit. The next stop, I'm going home. To my parents house. I'm not going to be with someone who accuses me of lying or of possibly cheating when I haven't done either." I snapped.