Our Secret Dream 2

I'm Gonna Beat His A$$

⚠️ STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION ⚠️

Bryan bless his heart came and picked us up from the club. Bella was completly drunk, so Bryan picked her up from the back of the car and started to walk into the house to put her to bed.

As he got to the door I shouted 'I'm going to go to the main house I need some answers.' My voice gravely and pitchy a dead giveaway that I'm a little buzzed. He pauses for a moment before nodding and walking into the house. Thankfully I know Quinn is stopping at the main house tonight with Dom so if I over step she will interject. I walk down the drive and then follow the road up the hill for five minutes until I reach the main house.

I use my key to unlock the door, how did we get this drunk by 7pm? I close the door behind me and shout out for Tristan, a few moments later he appears with Chris following behind him. Both of them laughing at something, clearly he hasn't told Chris what he's been saying to Bella. And why the hell is Chris acting all ladi dah with him?

'What's up Sky?' He asks like nothing has happened today. I cross my arms over my chest and stare daggers into his smug face. 'Well if it isn't the fucking liar' I spit at him, his eyes go wide before he looks over to Chris and then back to me. 'Erm, maybe we should go talk outside just the two of us.' He whispers looking uncomfortable. Well it's tough luck I don't happen to give a shit about him. 'Why would we do that? It's not like your the whole reason Chris and Bella are fighting.' Chris frowns as he takes a few steps closer to me. He gives me the once over probably realising that I've been drinking and smell like a brewery but I'm not in the mood for games.

'What does she mean Tristan?' He asks looking away from me back to him. 'N-nothing.' He stutters unable to make eye contact with either of us. This utter bullshit, he had no trouble running his mouth earlier to Bella so what's got his tongue now?
'Bullshit. You either come clean now or I swear too god I'm going to beat your ass and tell everyone just what you'd said to Bella earlier today.' I was shouting now, making sure everyone in this house could hear me. 'It was supposed to be funny. It's not my fault she can take a joke.' He mutters with such confidence that he thinks it's going to be good enough. I shake my head and take a few steps closer to him my fists clenching together either side of my chest. Right if he's not going to be an adult about this and own up to what he's said and how his actions have had negative repercussions.

'I warned you. I tried to let you confess for yourself what you'd done just so you'd have a slight chance as repairing your friendship but as usual you take the cowardly way out. (Sigh) You don't get to fuck with my friends, my brother or one of my girls.' I say in a deadly tone. I stop directly in front of him before I clench my fist and punch him square in the face. His head shoots back and I'm pretty sure I heard a snap. 'What the fuck.' I hear coming from the far corner of the room. I look away from Tristan who is pinching his nose trying to stop the bleeding and over to the door. It's Dom, with Quinn beside him.

She takes one look at me and runs over pulling me into her arms. She turns us away so I am away from Tristan, putting herself between us. She must know how angry I am because when she looks over to him she passes green and jumps straight to red bellowing 'Try anything other than the truth and I'm going to give you a matching black eye to go with your busted nose. When are you going to fucking learn T? These games you think your playing aren't funny.' She pulls me away from them and into the lounge. The boys follow and everyone takes a seat down on the two sofas. I rest my head on Quinn's shoulder as I feel Chris's eyes burning into my head from beside me not to mention Tristans. I swear if they don't stop I'm going to explode. It might not seem like it but I am actually holding back in my anger.