Not One Of The Guys Anymore

4-Not A Good Day

Bian's pov-

"Jesus Christ Bri, you take longer than me to get ready. I told my parents we would be there by one. It's one twenty five!" Lauren nagged.

"How about I just stay home and you go have lunch with your parents. Cause now I'm in a pissy mood and don't even wanna go."I suggested in a sour tone.

"Fine!"she growled before storming out and slamming the door.

"Bitch."I muttered underbreath. I plopped myself down on the couch with a huff. Pinkly came trotting over, stopping at my feet and looked up at me with pleading eyes.

"C'mon."I sighed, patting my lap. She jumped up and landed in my lap perfectly and happily started licking my face. But I wasn't in the mood, and I do hate to take it out on her, but gently pushed her face away from mine. She seemed to have gotten the idea that it wasn't time for play and laid down in my lap.

I let out a frustrated sigh while leaning back into the couch and began petting the fur ball in front of me.

What the hell am I going to do about Lauren? Everything was perfectly fine between us before we got married. We were completely in love and rarely ever fought like we do now. Infact we never fought like we do now, only had a few disagreements but we would quickly get over it. Now we were just driving each other insane and I'm not so sure if it's healthy. I still love her to death. I didn't regret anything about our relationship or marrying her. But my god is she getting annoying. She's gonna be the fuckin death of me.

I pulled my phone from out of my pocket and dialed the number of the one person who can always fix my mood.

Jazz's pov-

"Hello?"I answered

"Hey Jazzy."Brian said, but not in his usual happy tone.

"What's up Bri?"

"Can you meet me somewhere?"he asked.

"Sure. Is something wrong?"I asked immediatly growing worried.

"No nothing's wrong it's just...Lauren's being a bitch again."he sighed.

I rolled my eyes and all the worry that I had went away. I mean what else is fucking new? That's usually the main reason why he calls me anymore. Not because he wants to hang out like old times but because he needs something to get his mind off of Lauren. I don't know if he does the same shit to everyone else but it sure as hell feels like I'm the only one he does this to. Pushes me away for her and then drags me back in because of her. We're best friends and I know we can always go to each other about anything but lately I can't help but feel like I'm being used. I know that's not his intentions but it certainly feels like that. But because he's my best friend I won't say anything, cause I know if I needed someone there for me, he would be the one so I'm being the one for him. Also because no matter how much I hate dealing with their problems I could never push Brian away and ask for a break. I care about him too much and would hate to see if I upset him or made him mad.

"Ok, where do you wanna meet?I asked, pushing my thoughts aside.

"Waffle house sound good to you?"he suggested.

"Yea sure. See ya in a bit."

"Thanks Jazzy. Bye."he said before hanging up.

One of the few reasons that I loved about talking to Brian anymore is when he calls me Jazzy. It's been my nickname for years now. I got it while me, Brian and Jimmy were drunk one night. I believe it was sometime during our last year of high school before we dropped out. I got into this big argument with my mom and stormed out of the house. I went to the one person I always went to:Brian. So I went to his house and didn't even bother knocking. His parents weren't home anyway and even if they were, they probably wouldn't have cared. There was no sign of Brian or anyone downstairs so I went straight up to his room. Again, I didn't bother knocking and just walked right in to spot Jimmy and Brian sitting on the floor looking scared shitless. They were smoking weed and thought that the angry person storming into his room was his dad or Suzy.