Fear. Hate. Love

The Morning After The Night Before

~The Morning After The Night Before~

Hayden's POV:

I woke up with a killer pain pounding in my head, no wait that's a pounding on the door, no it's in my head.

"Matt have you seen Hay she isn't in the room?" It was Zee. Matt rolled over and looked to me.
"Want me to tell her your in here?" I shook my head. A searing pain ran through it. I wasn't ready to face her. "Go hide in the bathroom." I done as he said but kept the door open a peep to hear what was being said. Matt opened the door and Zee came bursting in.
"Jay said she was with you."
"Was, but not anymore."
"I really need to speak with her Matt."
"I'm guessing you will be the last person she will want to talk to right now." I saw Zee Lower her head,
"I screwed up big time." She sniffed. "Matt she is my best friend and I was a complete and utter ass hole to her. I Have no excuse. I have no idea how I am going to ever make this up to her." She looked to Matt.
"I don't know what you want me to say Zee, you did fuck up. I don't have a clue how you would go about fixing this. Maybe start by giving her some space. I'm sure she'll come to you when she is ready, but to go chasing after her to ease your concordance is not the right way to go, you need to sit in your own stew a while until she comes to you, while your in there you'll have time to think of a way to make it up to her." Matt told her. I was shocked, I expected him to comfort her, tell her everything would be okay but he didn't and I found myself glad. I found myself thinking she didn't deserve to be comforted for what she said to me.
"You are absolutely right Matt. Okay well ugh I'll be in my room should she ask."
"Okay doke." She exited the room and I exited the bathroom.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
What you just said to her." I replied. "So probably pushing my luck here but can I hang with you just a little longer. You know let her stew a while?"
"Of course. I will go get coffee, I'll take Zee with me so you can go grab a shower yeah?"
"That would be great thank you so much Matt, for everything. Last night just now. I truly appreciate it."
"Don't mention it. Now I'm going to leave my wallet here." he placed it on the side table. "Keep out of sight and if she is with me I'll make a note of saying her name so you know your path is clear." I nodded and went back into the bathroom as he left the room.
As he said a few moments later he popped into the room.
"Hold on Zee I have to grab my wallet." I heard then the door closed. I waited several moments to be sure they were no longer in the lobby before grabbing his key card so I could get back in and headed to my room.
I don't think I have ever showered so quick in all my life. I didn't even bother with make up, I simply grabbed my guitar and laptop and hurried back to Matt's room. I made the bed and popped on top opening my laptop. I wanted to check the band Facebook and twitter.

"Matt can I come in for a minute?" It was Zee. I froze
"Uh I was about to hit the shower Zee is it important?"
"I just wanted someone to talk to about things, it's alright. Never mind." My heart sank I couldn't stop myself from feeling bad for her. I guess Matt did too.
"Zee give me Twenty minutes and I'll pop in to see you."
"Thanks Matt." He came in the room closing the door behind him waiting to hear Zee's door close before talking. I flashed him a smile.
"Sorry I felt bad."
"No don't be I did too. Your a good friend Matt." He handed me my coffee "Thanks."
"What's this?" he pointed to my guitar.
"Well Matthew its an instrument called a guitar and you hit the str-"
"Aren't you funny." he smirked. "You wanted a jam?"
"I dunno I just kind of grabbed it."
"We could if you wanted to?" "Sure maybe later though, I think I need to go see her now."
"You sure?"
"No but avoiding her isn't going to solve anything and I would like there to be no bad blood during the gig tonight. Fans can sense these things. I've done it myself." He nodded in full understanding. I grabbed my coffee and got to my feet and braced myself before heading to our room.

Zetta's POV:

I was sitting on my bed going through my emails when the door opened. And Hay came in. I froze I honestly didn't know what to do. I wanted to jump up and hug her and beg for her forgiveness but I just sat there.
"Heard you were looking for me."
I nodded. "I was." She took a seat on her bed. I closed my laptop and turned to face her. "Hay I don't have the words to say to tell you how fucking sorry I am." I took a deep breath. "I was a total asshole and there are no excuses, no matter what was going on, I had no right to say those things to you. I'm not going to make excuses and say but this but that. I have been trying to think of how I can make it up to you, but I can't think of a way. How can I make up to my best friend who has always been there for me through thick and thin when I turn on her?" I looked to her, she said nothing. "I can only tell you from the bottom of my heart I am beyond sorry and if there is anything I can do. Anything at all please let me know."
"Zee You hurt me and I think you know that." I lowered my head in shame, that was the last thing I ever wanted to do. "I was so set on not forgiving you, but I just can't, as much as it is no excuse, I know you are going through a shitty time, but you need to know I am a loyal friend but I will not be treated like that, not when I done nothing to deserve it okay, never do that to me again. You don't want to talk fine, just say leave it alone Hay and I'll know to back off okay?" I nodded. "Good, now lets just put this behind us and move on."
"Thank you Hay." I looked to her trying hard not to cry. "I really don't deserve you." I couldn't hold it in anymore I jumped up attacking her with a huge hug. "I'm so sorry."
"I know, now come on." She pulled me away. "It's over no more tears about it and no more sorrys got it?" I nodded and climbed back onto my bed. "What happened last night? I am guessing Jay went after you?" I nodded again. "Spill?"
"Nothing happened. I told him to leave me alone, he wouldn't. He tired to tell me he wanted  to talk about things. I think maybe I should, but I can't not yet. I need to learn to deal with this anger I have toward him before I think I can hear any sort of reason."
"Maybe the talking is the only way you'll be able to deal with the anger, did you think about that?"
"Maybe you're right. I'll think about it."
"Come on lets go grab some food, I'm starving. Hay said pulling me to my feet.
"Where did you get to last night and where is your guitar?" I asked.