The Perfect Guy Lost

Mind and Men

I woke up to see the house empty. I sighed and walked into the kitchen to see the time, "8 pm." I slowly walked to a room and looked around, pulling drawers open and pull up mattresses to soon be in Dylan's room. Finding marajuana in his closet. I rolled my eyes and chuckled to myself soon making it to Danny's room. I walked around seeing old drawings from what seemed like when he was five.

"To bro. From sis.." I looked at the letter. "You may not be the best. But your not the worst. I love you big bro. I'll see you when I can. I miss you. I wish I could come back. Don't forget about me." I sat it down on his nightstand and smiled. "He never did forget." I moved my hair back. "My big brother never forgot.." I laid on his bed and smiled.

I heard a knock on the door to see him standing there. "You missed Aron getting water gunned, but it was really funny." He chuckled. "How was your sleep?" "Fine I guess." I turned towards him, hugging him. "I missed you." I giggled. "I missed you too sis."

I let go and stood there. "It's amazing to finally be where I dreamed." He laughed, "Yeah, same here." We sat on his bed talking about our lives and everything. "It's getting late." I looked at the clock to see it was now midnight. I nodded, "Night big bro." I walked out shutted the door. "What are the other guys doing?" I walked into the living room to see half of them passed put, and two sitting there.

"Hey Alice." "Damn hotty." I chuckled at Jordans' comment. I felt hands pull me back, now sitting on a lap. I turned around to see me on Jordan's lap. "Let me go." "Come on, chika." He snickered. I struggled to get out as Jordan forced me to turn around and pulled me into a kiss. His breath tasting of beer and cigarettes. I pushed back and slapped him as hard as possible, walking up Matt and Dylan turning to us in his drunken zoned out state. I hopped off and backed away from him.

"Don't you ever do that to me again. EVER!" I ran to Matt's room, locking the door and changed my clothes. I laid in bed, smelling Matt's scent which calmed me down. He's just drunk, he'll be fine tomorrow. I heard a knock, "Go away." "Can I come in my own room?" Matt chuckled. I got up, unlocked it and laid back down. Matt followed me, "It's fine." I nodded and snuggled into his chest.

Arms wrapped around me as Matt kissed the top of my head, "Night Wonderland.. I love you.." I laid there not able to sleep. I rolled over, I wonder what's going on over at Ry's and Lee's. My thoughts filled with Lee afterwards. I wasn't happy they dated, nor broke up. I shut my eyes as pictures of what my dreams used to be. Lee and I with our little boy named Matthew, in a nice house looking over the ocean that's in Wales. I clentched my arm trying to stop myself from crying.

I relaxed and smiled, I'm with Matt and the guys now. What should I be worried about? He. He made that decision. We both moved on. Stop it head, stop it. Why do you think about him? Because you know you still love him. I know that. But do you..? My entire body twitched from my arguements. I think I was going insane sometimes through arguements. You remember chemistry? Fuck you and your CC bullshit head.

Do you sometimes wish you was a bird.. So you could fly away from your fears and problems. "Stop talking about Forrest Gump, Alice." Matt mumbled. "I was talking?" Matt chuckled and slowly went to sleep again. I continued to lay there and smile. Sometimes I was Jenny, not doing drugs and getting an STD. "Go to sleep Alice." I laid there and closed my eyes, thinking of my past. I turned to Matt, "I can't." "How am I suppose to help?" "Um.. How. About.. A movie?" He sighed in frustration. "What movie?" "Hotel Trans... Why don't we watch Minions?" "What was your first suggestion?" Matt smiles. "Hotel.." I went quiet. "Can we please watch something happy and not a romantic.."

"Like what?" "Not Hotel Transylvania.. And 2.." "Or we could just tell a story." He chuckled. I agreed as he started telling me his life and everything, trying to slowly bore me to sleep. I just laid there, listening. After about what seemed like two hours, he passed out. I chuckled slightly and kissed his cheek, "Night Matt."