Our Secret Dream 2

Dead To Me

⚠️STRONG LANGUAGE | VIOLENCE | FAKE POST⚠️

BRYAN POV

I've sat silently in the background for the past week as everyone of our friends have turned to Sky for support during this whole mess with Bella, Chris & Tristan. And usually it's okay to depend on her but in a situation like this where every person in our social circle is involved it's more intense.

I know we all turn to her because she is the strongest one out of all of us and she will only ever be honest but they don't see how their selfish behaviour is actually harming the woman I love. The one person who makes my life worth living.

I'd give the whole world and everything I have to my name to make sure she's safe, happy and loved.

To give some perspective her day will start at 6am and then finish at 2/3am. And when I say 6am - 3am she will work continuously with only a 'potential' break of 1 hour for lunch where we will try to spend some time together. She has so much work that she has to do daily without fail, with no time for error that she feels so much guilt about taking a break away from it.

Not to mention Studio Time and Social Media and now she's trying to sort this fucking mess out. I've tried to help her as much as I can by giving her a safe place and someone she can vent and talk too, but it doesn't seem like much. I'm not feeling like that much of a support for her. Which means I'm failing as her fiancé.

The lack of sleep and free time is tearing her apart. Literally breaking her into pieces, limb by limb both emotionally and mentally. She's become snappy and confrontational over the most ridiculous things. Things that don't even matter.

Her inner brat has been fully released since she came home after punching Tristan. She's on a different type of energy at the moment, an energy that I haven't seen for a long time. It's the energy that every dominate loves and hates in his kitten. She both drives me insane and makes me want to bend her over my knee repeatedly and make her ass red and permanently marked with my hand print.

My little kitten seems to have forgotten from time to time who her daddy is and who sets the rules in our house. My sexy, naughty, free spirited kitten has become a full time brat, who I might have had over my knee daily since the fight. I'm quite certain she's purposely acting up in the afternoons just so I will spank her disobedient ass. We might not be hanging out much but that's not stopping her from teasing and driving me wild over text.

What's not okay is her health and well-being is not compromised because our friends are being selfish and only thinking about what they need. This includes Chris and Bella. With Sky being so angry and stressed with this whole situation I have tried to remain neutral... Switzerland if you wish but as of right now that's gone out the fucking window. I've had enough of watching this unfold, maybe I've left it too long and should have said something before no but I e Ben trying to be respectful to everyone.

I gather all of my things from the kitchen and head out the house and up the hill towards the main house. Fingers crossed everyone is home and I can get this over and done with in one go.

It's about time I intervened and made it clear that they all needed to back the fuck up and give my woman some respect. I won't have her having a mental breakdown from exhaustion because they can't or won't talk to each other. Sky's been a part of our social group for long enough and she shouldn't have to ask for respect or care from any of us it should just be a given.

I unlock the door to the house and head in side, going straight towards the meeting room. I take a deep breath before calling out to the others whilst I continue on my way. 'Get your asses to the meeting room' I shout. My voice a loud roar in the silent house. When I don't hear anything or hear any sound of movement I loose my temper. 'Don't fuck with me.' I bellow in frustration. Today is not the day to test me boys.