Jealousy's an ugly word, but you don't seem to care
Converse behind my back, but now I'm here
Need no one to comply with me through everyone that I defeat
Don't need you, fuck camaraderie, this rage will never go away
Hatred fuels my blood, I'll burn ya down (you can't help me)
One king to watch the horsemen fall, I'll fight 'til the end (I won't help you)
I can't trust anyone, see it in my eyes
Now I can understand, its sorrow that feeds your lies
Burn It Down ~ Avenged Sevenfold
Matt's POV
I couldn't see Peyton anywhere. I'd gone to get a drink, talked with Zack for a bit, turned around, but now I couldn't see her.
I walked around, looking, but I definitely couldn't see her.
"Matt."
I looked over and thank god it was Rosie. She'd know where Peyton was.
"Hi." I said hugging her, then shaking Blake's hand.
"Where's my girl?" She asked.
"Uh, I thought you would know." I told her. "I went to get a drink and now I can't find her." Now I was beginning to feel a little worried.
"Bathroom?" Blake suggested.
I nodded, of course that's probably where she was, I mean where else could she be. "I'll go check I guess."
"Hold up studly." Rosie laughed. "Let the poor girl pee in peace, surely you can manage for five minutes without her?"
I laughed, she had a point, but honestly it had been more than five minutes. "Nope." I told her. "I can't manage five minutes without her." That was pretty close to the truth actually. Peyton and I had grown pretty close and I had to admit I'd fallen very hard for her, very hard. I couldn't go without seeing her, I'd virtually moved into her apartment and I'd been looking into selling my house, buying a new one, starting fresh with Peyton. That's how much she meant to me.
"So fucking cute." Rosie smiled.
"Who invited you?" Tess snapped at Rosie, suddenly appearing from no where.
"Fuck off." Rosie told her and I smiled, Rosie took shit from no one.
"Matt." She said turning to me and plastering on a sickly smile. "What are you up to babe?"
I didn't return her smile. "Looking for Peyton."
"Peyton." She said. "Oh, I just saw her leave."
I looked at her. Did she say leave? "I'm sorry?"
"Well yeah." She smirked. "Brian and I had a talk with her and she left."
I looked around quickly, spying Brian talking to Johnny. "Brian." I yelled. I could already feel anger boiling in my blood, I couldn't imagine what they'd talked to Peyton about. "Get the fuck over here."
I watched as he wandered over, head down. He looked ashamed and that bothered me. Ashamed of what?
'You disgust me." Rosie snapped at Tess. "You're a desperate slut."
"Ha." Tess sniped. "I was just telling her a few things that she obviously wasn't aware of, a few things that he." She said indicating to me. "Hadn't bothered to tell her."
I looked at her. What the fuck was she talking about? I'd told Peyton everything, absolutely everything. "What?" I asked her and Brian. "What the fuck did you say?"
"We just told her about the baby." Tess said smugly.
Fuck. I felt sick. I put my beer down and took a deep breath.
"Baby? What fucking baby?" Rosie asked me, beginning to look pissed.
"Tiff's baby." Tess told her. "The one she was pregnant with when she died."
Rosie looked at me with her mouth open. "She was pregnant?"
I'd had enough. This had already gone too far. "You are un-fucking believable." I snapped at Tess and Brian. "What have you got against Peyton? What has she done that makes you act so fucking hateful towards her?"
"I don't hate her Matthew." Tess said. "I just thought she should know the truth."
I closed my eye's, trying to calm myself, but I couldn't. This time they'd gone too far. "You want the fucking truth." I snapped, looking at Tess, Brian and Rosie. "I'll tell you the fucking truth. Yeah Tiff was pregnant, but it wasn't my fucking child."
They didn't reply. They just stared.
"Get it through your thick head Tess." I snapped. "Your sister and I were no longer together, we were done, she'd moved on. She had another boyfriend, and you know what, he was a nice guy and through all of this it was him I felt sorry for because he couldn't grieve, he couldn't grieve for the woman he loved and he couldn't grieve for his unborn child."
The three of them stood there, looking at me, mouth's hanging open.
"Now Matt." Tess started but I cut her off.
"What? Are you trying to ruin my life?" I asked them. "I'm happy. For once I'm fucking happy and you're trying to ruin it with these fucking lies. Don't believe me, come over to my house, I'll give you the box of things that has her scans and shit in them, that baby was not mine." Fuck, I was angry. "We were over, are you that fucking stupid that you can't understand?" I turned towards to the door. I needed to leave.
"Matt." Rosie called.
I turned to face her, pulling out my phone. I needed to call Peyton. Who knew where she was and what the fuck she was thinking.
"I'll drive you." She told me.
I nodded dialling Peyton's number. It rang out and went to voice mail. I didn't bother leaving a message, I doubt she'd return my call.
Rosie started heading for the door and I started to follow but then I stopped and turned around, facing Brian. "And you." I spat. "You of all people, doing this, trying to ruin the best thing that's ever happened to me."
"Man I'm sorry." He muttered. "I didn't know."
"I'm done with you all." I snapped, turning and following Rosie. It would be a cold day in hell before I spoke to them again. Fuck them and fuck the band.
We were silent as we got in Rosie's car.
"Straight to her place?" She asked softly.
I nodded, looking out the window.
"Just explain it to her Matt, it'll be okay."
I wished I could believe it. I hoped it would be okay. "I just don't understand them."
"Me neither, to be honest." Rosie said.
I layed back and closed my eye's. "Rosie." I said softly.
"Hmm?" She asked glancing at me.
"I love her." I told her.
"I know big boy." She said quietly. "I know you do. But maybe it's Peyton you should be telling and not me."
She was right, I did need to tell Peyton. I needed to tell her that I loved her, that I'd fallen in love with her, that the thought of being without her scared me. I didn't want to be without her, I couldn't be without her.
"I will tell her." I whispered. "I'll tell her every fucking day."
As long as she listened to me.
