Acid Rain (Avenged Sevenfold Fanfic)

Untitled Part 26

Groaning in agony, I turned on my side in the bed. Fucking kill me. Put me out of my goddamn misery.

It's not just my head that is killing me this morning. It's my arthritis too. That bullshit with Christy was something I knew I'd pay for today. My joints are already swollen and aching.

Today is not going to be a good day.

Making myself open my eyes, I found myself in an unfamiliar bedroom. I have no idea where the hell I am. Confused and still disoriented, I turned my head to the side.

Oh, hell no!

Matt laid in the bed next to me asleep. Where the hell is Alaina? I let out a loud shriek and jolted upright in the bed. Matt's eyes flew open and he sat upright just as fast as I did.

"What the fuck!" I yelled.

"Take it easy." Matt grinned a little.

"I will not calm down! Why the hell am I in a bed with you, and where the fuck are my clothes! Rolling Stones is not a shirt I have in my wardrobe! Where the hell am I?" I yelled, looking down at the large shirt on my body.

"You are at my house. Alaina and I didn't want you alone last night after you had been drinking as much as you had. I carried you in here last night, then stepped out of the room so Alaina could change your clothes. I saw nothing, just so you're aware." He said amused.

"Oh." I whispered, feeling slightly stupid.

Matt nodded and sighed. I really didn't know what to say to that, since I don't think he is lying. At least he better pray that he isn't lying.

I was just about to ask him where Alaina was, when I heard his front door open, then shut again.

"Matt! Hey, man! Where ya at?" I heard Brian yell out.

It all happened so quickly, that neither Matt, nor I, had a chance to move off the bed. Brian rounded the corner and froze when he saw us sitting in the bed.

Oh god. This looks terrible!

Brian's chest heaved as he looked back and forth between Matt and I. His mouth opened to speak, then he shut it. His face started to turn red and I watched his fists clench tightly at his sides. For the first time since I've met Brian, I felt scared of him.

"Unfucking believable!" Brian roared, taking a step into the bed room.

Matt slowly stood up from his place on the bed. Thank god he is wearing gym shorts at least. He approached Brian a little, but kept enough space between them.

"You fucking asshole, Matt! Why her? Huh? Why Kia? I can't fucking believe you! You motherfucker!" Brian yelled, causing me to flinch.

"Brian, it's not what you're thinking." Matt pleaded with him.

"Bullshit! I can't fucking believe you-" Brian stopped when the bathroom door opened.

Alaina walked out in one of Matt's t-shirts. Her hair wet from the shower. Matt smiled at her softly. Alaina looked at all of us rather confused.

Brian's head snapped back to Matt again. The anger in his eyes was ten times greater than before. I nervously got off of the bed and backed up closer to the wall, unsure of what would happen.

"I fucking told you to stay away from Alaina! Now you have both of them in your fucking bed!?" Brian raged at Matt.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Matt asked him.

"You are fucking both of them!" Brian exploded.

"Say what?" Alaina laughed.

Brian snapped out of his rage to look at Alaina confused. As fucked up as it sounds, I was terrified of Brian possibly hurting me or Alaina. I don't think he would, but I never thought Carlos would hit me either. People are unpredictable. Everyone has a dark side.