I Cant Do This Anymore (Nathan Sykes fanfiction)

blind date

*Nathan's POV

I'm laying in bed fast asleep when something wakes me up

I open my eyes and look around the room, its still

I try to sit up  but something stops me, A weight pushing down on my chest

I look to the end of my bed where a man is standing, his face covered by a hood

my heart starts to race as i try to move but I cant, panic begins to set in

The man starts to walk to the side of my bed, I still cant see his face

I still cant move, my limbs are being held down by and invisilve force whill the wieght pushes onto my chest

The man hovers by my side as the weight pushes down even harder, like all the air is being forced out of my body

I know I'm about to die as my heart races and I try to call out but no sound comes out

The man produces a sharp blade, he lifts it above my chest, my heart to be precise, before plunging it down

I shoot up, my heart racing in panic from the nightmare. I quickly look around the room, its all normal. My breathings heavy and theres small beads of sweat running down my forehead. I look at my clock, 3 AM. I lie, back down trying to figure out what the hell just happened. I havent had a nightmare like that in ages, where I wake up terrified. I turn to face the door as it opens, revealing a tired and worried looking Jay, "What you doing up here?"  I say sitting up,

"I was woken up by you shouting in your sleep, just waned to see if you were alright? how you feeling?" He says walking over. "err yeah I'm alright, just a nightmare" He eyes me before walking over "Is there something you want to tell me mate? The pas two months you've been quite and withdrawn, whats going on?" I hesitate, I desperaty want to spill everything to him, tell him everything Max has been putting me through, but deep down I know its better for everyone if I dont get the other boys involved.  I just sigh and say;

"Nothings wrong I'm just feeling a bit down ya know? I miss home and things" Jay shoots me a sympathetic smile "you sure? well I'm gonna go back to bed now mate, talk tommorow yeah?" he syas before walking out the door. I sigh and lie back down on the pillow. I just had a nightmare for the first time in years. I only have them when I'm really stressed. I really need to get a grip. Stop letting Max walk all over me and actually stand up for myself. Maybe if I fight back he'll realise he cant just walk all over me?

I wak up the next day feeling slightly better. The pain in my stomach has ore or less gone and I dont feel as worked up about stuff. I get out of bed, brush my teeth, and go to get a shirt, I check my reflection in the mirror. A large purple buise has formed accross my abdomen. I quickly chuck on a shirt and go downstairs for some breakfast. Noones up yet. I feel quite bad for waking Jay up last night.  The sound of the kitchen door opening makes me jump. I spin around to see Max standing there. He grunts before walking towards me, shoulder barging me on his way to the french duble doors so he can go out and have a fag. The force makes me stumble slightly dropping the glass in my hands. It shatters at my feet soaking my socks. "you wanna be more careful mate" something snaps and I finally find my voice. "WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM?!"

My heart starts to race as he turns round. He looks at me and raises his eyebrow "My "problem" is that your a cocky little piece of shit. And to be honest I have no cluehow you got into the band. I mean you have a bad dream and you screan the house down, your not the best looking, I mean look at those arms and that puppy fat? You need to get down the gym, Also your not really a very good singer. You only have to look at what happened yesterday! Your meant to be just a pretty face while we're the talent but really mate your not even that! seriously what do you bring to this band? And what gets me most? Your so cocky and full pf yourself? Your pathetic mate. Noone really wants you here so why dont you just run home? Do us all a favour we'll manage without you" and after that he turns around again and goes to walk out. Just leaving me standing there. I wasnt even aware I was tearing up till a single tear runs down my cheek. Something in me just goes and I run up behind him, fist raised.

He was too quick for me. He turns around and his fist connects with my face. The force sends me flying backwoods into the table. I look up to were Max is standing "That was your first warning, try anything again and it'll only get worse" I quickly stand up and run up to my room. I slam the door behind me and go look in the mirror at my face. I bruise has already started to form just below my right eye. I sigh and go to sit down on my bed. I switch on my laptop, log onto twitter and send out a tweet.

"NathanTheWanted Morninnnn! hows everyones morning going then?" I click send and wait for the hundreds of mentions I'm about to recieve. The door opens and Jay looks at me before running up to me "Nath mate what happened to your eye?!"  "I sliped in the kitchen and wacked it on the table" I say it a bit too matter of factly but I dont think Jay noticed. "errr ok then, right mate I need a favour, you knoq that girl I've been seeing? Carlie? right well I'm going out with he tonight but her flat mates just broken up with her boyfriend and Carlie dont wanna leave her so she's comming tonight. Do you fancy comming and keeping her company? I think you'll like her, her names Charly, she's lovely!" I ponder for a minute before agreeing. At least I dont have to spend tonight with Max...