Save Me From My Demons {Oliver Sykes}

Chapter 7 - Fxck It

Sorry this is so short, I wanted to update before I get distracted again.

"Well if you wanted honesty,

that's all you had to say.

I never want to let you down

or have you go, it's better off this way.

For all the dirty looks, the

photographs your boyfriend took,

Remember when you broke your foot

from jumping out the second floor?

I'm not okay"

(Oliver's POV)

I had only been at the party maybe 5 seconds before Vic came up to me and started talking to me about his drunk grandmother and her fat cat at his cousin's wedding. I didn't pay any attention to his story, I stood looking out for my girlfriend, Hannah. I took a sip out of the red cup and I noticed Vic was no longer standing next to me. He was talking to this guy who had longish black hair. I recognized him as Kellin Quinn.

I took out my phone and opened snapchat. I took a picture of them and captioned it #Kellic, I sent it to Vic and put it on my snapchat story. I was suddenly pulled away from watching them when two hands grabbed me by the collar of my shirt.

"Hello Oliver" She whispered softly in my ear

I smiled like an idiot and I looked at her. She's so beautiful, she's perfect. I love her. My fiancé, Hannah was the best thing I could ever ask for, we met at a coffee shop in the Winter. She was freezing so I offered her my jacket, of course I was cold then but I didn't care because I was too busy admiring her.

I looked back to her, "Hey Baby," I said placing a small kiss on her forehead "How was your day?"

She took a deep breath and let it out sharply, she held my hands and looked down at them "I don't feel like talking about it right now." She mumbled.

I nodded and wrapped my arms around her to comfort her "Okay, we can talk later if you want."

She nodded slightly, "How was yours?" she said

"It was fine. I got into an accident, but I'm okay now." I said still holding on to her.

She started to say something about the car before she was dragged away from me from one of her best friends.

I took a sip out of the red cup, I closed my eyes and threw my head back as I finished my drink. I looked up and felt dizzy, I couldn't see straight either. I looked to the front door and saw two girls walk in, one with black hair and the other with blue hair.

I recognized her, Ashley. Somehow I got the vibe that she didn't like me. Though she looked great, I knew it would be wrong to think those thoughts about her since I already have Hannah. A part of me wanted to walk up to her and start talking but the other part of me told me that she already hates me and wouldn't want to talk to me.

"Which one are you staring at?"

I spun around quickly to see a tall man with messy black hair, silver snakebites, many tattoos and well-drawn eyebrows. I smiled and shook my head, "Mr. Chris Cerulli is that you?"

He gave me a look of confusion, "Dude, what the fuck? You sound like my dad."

We both burst out in fits of laughter. When we could finally contain ourselves I said hi to Ricky Horror who was standing behind Chris. There was a silence so I took the opportunity to look back over at Ashley.

Chris asked his question again "So which one of them are you staring at?" He crossed his arms and looked out into the sea of people.

I thought of Ashley and smiled, "That one there, with the black hair and black snakebites" I pointed her out to him, which was almost impossible as there were a million and one people there.

"Oh nice," then he paused and looked to me, again, in confusion, "Wait, you already have girlfriend."

"Fiancé" I corrected

He mimicked me and kept his eyes on Ashley. "You're not cheating on Hannah right?"

Shocked, I looked at him. "Of course not! Why the hell would I do that? I would never do anything to hurt Hannah. You're completely crazy Chris."

He mumbled something and looked back out into to the crowd. "Oliver, I don't think you really want to marry Hannah."

"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?" I said

He released a sigh and leaned up against the railing behind him, "You don't really want to marry her. You're marrying her because when she gets all insecure she runs to you and you feel needed. On the inside you don't want to marry her because sub-consciously you think she's using you and she doesn't really love you."

I thought about what he had said and decided Chris was right. Tonight was the night I would get drunk and do stupid shit, I didn't care about Hannah, I didn't care about Ashley's thinking of me anymore, nothing really mattered. I had found out that the person I loved the most wasn't really in love with me and was using me as a fucking crutch. I decided I had to keep all my emotions inside for the rest of the night. I was going to drink 'till a died or 'till I did a bunch of stupid things.

I thanked Chris and walked to get a drink, I passed by Ronnie Radke who was telling everyone that if they wanted to play Spin the Bottle to go sit on the red rug in the living room. I thought 'Why the fuck not? Let's drink a bunch and have a one-night stand', sounded good to me.

I drank a couple beers and sat on the rug. I felt a nudge on my shoulder and saw that Ashley was sitting next to me. She turned around to say she was sorry but as soon as she saw me she inched away.

"Oh great" she said under her breath