Shattered By Broken Dreams (Avenged Sevenfold)

Chapter 42

I looked in the mirror, I looked tired. How the fuck could I possibly be tired?

I walked out into the bedroom, Brian was still sleeping. I looked at him and smiled, god, he even looked fabulous sleeping.

I kissed his forehead. "Bye." I whispered.

He smiled but didn't open his eyes. "Busy today?"

"Not really, I have an appointment this morning, then I'm meeting Ana for a fitting for the bridesmaid dress then lunch."

"Mmm, okay"

I kissed him again. "Go back to sleep."

I left him sleeping.

The appointment was pretty good, the bride was extremely organised, which always made my job easier.

I headed to meet Ana at the place where our dresses were being fitted, she was already there, in her dress, looking fabulous.

"It's so perfect Ana."

She smiled at me. "I know."

Her dress was done, already for the wedding day, all I had to do was try mine on today and it should be done too.

I took the dress into the fitting room and got changed, all was going well until I tried to zip it up. The zip only went half way. What the fuck!

"Ana." I said walking out of the fitting room. "We got a problem."

She looked at me, then at the dress. "Is that the right dress?" She asked the lady who was doing the alterations.

"It most certainly is, someone must be getting fat."

I looked at her with my mouth open, did she have to be so fucking rude.

I was too shocked to speak, so I just stood there while she measured everything again, so she could alter the fucking dress again.

"Am I getting fat?" I asked Ana.

She looked me up and down. "I don't think so Sophie, you don't look any different to me."

"According to the measurements its your breast that have gotten bigger." Rude bitch told me, looking over the top of her glasses at me.

Great, like my boobs weren't big enough already.

I got changed, my mood was ruined.

As we were leaving, my phone rang, it was Brian.

I didn't say hello, I just asked him straight away. "Am I getting fat?" And then I burst into tears.

"Babe, stop, your not getting fat. Your beautiful." God I loved him, he always knew the right things to say.

I let him sweet talk me and calm me down, by the time we said bye I felt like a super model.

Ana and I had lunch, she asked a few questions about my health, which I thought was a bit odd, but honestly, except for being tired and apparently getting fat, I felt fabulous.

I headed home after lunch, I had nothing else to do. When I got home I headed upstairs, I wanted to have a shower and I really wanted to look at myself, naked, to see if I was getting fat. It was bugging the fuck out of me. I had good intentions, that was until I saw the bed. I decided I would just lay down for five minutes.

Maybe Ana was right, maybe I should go and see a doctor.

And of course Brian woke me up when he got home.