Shattered By Broken Dreams (Avenged Sevenfold)

Chapter 38

I could tell that whatever had happened had bothered Ana, but she would tell me in her own time.

I on the other hand felt terrible, the whole time we were out I felt on edge, like I was waiting for something to happen and by the time we got home, I knew I was going to be sick.

We walked in, the guys were sitting around having a beer but I had to get upstairs, quickly.

I threw up and I felt exhausted, I needed to lay down. What I really needed was to get over this fear of going out, I couldn't spend the rest of my life here in this house.

I had a shower and layed down and I actually fell into a sound sleep, that was until Ana woke me up.

"Sophie, do you want anything to eat?" She sat on the side of the bed.

"Argh not right now, I'm just really tired."

"Are you sure your okay?"

"Apart from my boyfriend being a complete dick, yes Ana, I'm okay." Brian's lack of caring had hurt me a little.

"Oh Sophie, who do you think sent me up, he's too stubborn, he won't come up himself." She smiled. "Oh and so you know, he asked Jim to stay here for as long as he wants."

"He did?" Was this a good thing or a bad thing. "Maybe I should just go back to my place."

"If it gets too manly come stay with me, but not by yourself Sophie, I'd worry too much." Ana, she was always so sweet.

"You may regret saying that."

She left, but came back up an hour or so later, she had some toast and a cup of coffee for me. I sat up and ate it.

"Matt and I are going, they're happily getting drunk down there so if I was you I'd stay up here."

She hugged me and left.

Great, Brian and Jim drunk, just what I needed.

I felt alright now but I wasn't going downstairs, Brian and I would probably only have a fight.

Instead he came up to me, drunk.

"You could come down?" He snapped at me.

"I don't feel well, okay?"

"You never feel well anymore." He spat at me. "Oh and Jim's staying here, if you have a problem with it you know what to do." He slammed the door.

Oh god, now I was crying, great, just what I needed. I turned off the lights and layed down again, I pulled the covers over my head, I was pretty sure Brian was sick and tired of me. I didn't blame him, I was sick and tired of me.

Maybe I should leave. I wouldn't do it now, not when he was drunk, but tomorrow I will go back to my place., I knew when I wasn't wanted.