Teach me how to dougie

Chapter 21

Dougie' pov

"Get up! Get the fuck out of her bed right now!" My voice boomed through the room. the walls spitting my anger right back at me. Toms body jerked up of the bed as he woke. his hands flapped to the bedside cabinet as he reached for his glasses. My hand slammed down on the table, dragging my hand across it, hurtling his glasses to the floor.

"Dougie!" Darcy's fingers wrapped around my arm, using all her strength to pull me back way from Tom, my shoulder flexed away from her the disgust still fresh in my head. "don't do this, it's not his fault." wasn't his fault? what the fuck? who's fault was it then? wait, it's mine, all of this is.

"What the fuck doug?" Confusion was clear in his voice, fuelling my anger more, how could he do this to us all, he has a family and he's supposed to be my best friend, but he sleeps with my wife anyway?

"Don't call me Doug, your not my friend, I expected better from you, from you both you both repulse me, it's discusting what you have both done." I wanted to be sick, I wanted to get rid of all the alcohol in my system and hopefully this isn't really happening that it's just the drink getting to me.

"You know what I'm going your fucking of your face. you two need to get afucking grip." by instinct of protecting her my hands were wrapped around his neck before I could control myself. A snarl erupted from his lips as he pushed against me pushing me back to the opposite wall. wow he was stronger than I thought.

Darcy's pov

I watched in horror as dougie lunged at Tom. I wanted to scream at them to stop but I was to drained to react. I watched as Tom fought back, turning away when the finally began to hit each other making me wince.

Toms pov

My fist swung at him, knocking against his jaw and and guilt instantly flew through me. this wasn't right, dougie was like my brother, he was going through a tough patch and was just looking for someone to blame. I stumbled backward dropping by grip of his collar. I wanted this to stop, I wanted him to tell me what I had done and why this was happening, I still didn't even understand what I had done and why this was my fault.

Dougie chuckle lowly at my sudden change of movement and aggression. There was something behind his laugh that haunted me, warning that there was something he thought if done the could ruin me and to tell the truth I scared me.

"Finally realised that you've got a lot to lose have you." His voice was laced with venom, set on a trigger waiting for be to shoot myself with the bullet sat on his tongue.

"I don't understand." I knew from experience that this was the wrong this to say to dougie. It boosted his ego, the fear he fed on pleaded him, showing how he revelled in it.

"Well, it's pretty obvious don't you think? I mean I could even figure it out myself and all I did was walk into the room." I looked over his shoulder to see Darcy stood in my view point, darting from mine to the wall, she knew what he meant and now so did I. Fuck

Authors note

I know it's only short but I have had to quickly type this up on a friends laptop because mines not working very well xxxx