Shattered By Broken Dreams

Chapter One

"Well....I don't love you anymore! I hate you! And I don't want to marry you!" I screamed, without thinking.

"I see..." My fiancée said, quietly. "Then...if that's what you want..." He added, before turning to walk out of the bedroom.

"Yeah, it is! And I'll leave and you'll never see me again because I never want to see you again for the rest of my fucking life!"

He paused before walking out. I got in to bed and fell asleep.

-Dream-

"What's all this?" I asked, my boyfriend, when he lead me into his house, candles lined the room and a huge bouquet of roses stood next to me.

~You're the world to me and I'll always love you more than anything! -Z~

"W-what are you doing?" I asked, when I turned back to him and saw him on his knee, smiling nervously.

"Andy, I've known you almost my whole life and I've always loved you. At first as a friend of course, but then a long time ago I started falling for you and I fell even harder after we started dating. Andy, I love you with every part of me...w-will you marry me?" He asked, nervously as he opened the box that held an amazing opal ring with diamonds around the opal.

I kissed him deep and passionately.

"Of course I will!" I said, grinning, then kissed him again.

He kissed me back the same way and grinned back at me.

"You're my fiancé! Yayyy!" He cheered.

"I'm your fiancé! Yayyy!" I laughed, before we kissed again.

"I love you!" We said, at the same time, then kissed again.

-Morning-

"Oh shit," I groaned, after I woke up, remembering what I had said the night before.

I left the bedroom and looked for him.

"Can we talk?" I asked, when I looked in the guest room and saw him laying on the bed and looking at the ceiling.

"What else is there to say?" He asked. "You hate me and don't want to marry me and never want to see me again...so let's just leave it at that..." He said, barely.

"I don't hate you and I do love you and I want to be your wife more than anything and I couldn't handle not seeing you every day! ...I don't know why I said that I didn't because it isn't true..."

He stayed silent.

I looked down and walked out.

I've ruined everything because of my big mouth! I thought, feeling tears fall as I got ready to shower. I've hurt the one person who completely loves me...God I am such a fuck up!

I stepped into the shower and put my hand over my mouth to muffle my crying.

I slightly screamed when I felt arms around me, then melted into the body behind me.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I do love you..."

He stayed silent, but held me tighter.

I turned and put my arms around him and buried my face into his chest and breathed out.

We stayed like that until I yelled and nearly fell out from ice water hitting my back.

Zacky kinda laughed as he held me close and turned off the water.

He got out before me, quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me.

How could I say all that to him?

I hugged him, tight after he wrapped a towel around his waist.

His arms instantly went around me and his head rest on my mine as he let out a deep breath.

"Um...Z...I hate to end this, but I, uh...need a couple moments of privacy..." I said, a few minutes later.

He leaned back, looking confused.

"I've walked in on you, but I don't want anyone seeing me go and I really need to..."

He blank his eyes.

"Oooh pee! Ok!" He laughed.

He gave me a quick hesitant kiss before walking out.

I teared up.

Even our first kiss hadn't been like that. He was nervous, but it was a long kiss.

I did my business and the cleaning routine.

"Zacky, did you take my clothes?" I asked, poking my head out of the door.

"Maybe," he said, with a shrug. "What're you gonna do if I did?" He asked, cleaning his nails.

I froze.

"I hold one of your guitars hostage," I said, finally.

"That's it?" He said, with a slight smirk, then sighed. "You've never been good at threats," he said, before kissing me.

I smiled, as I felt the usual chills sweep over me.

I kissed him back and hopped up and wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He kinda laughed.

"I love you, Zacky," I whispered.

"I love you too, Andy," he whispered. "I will forever," he added, before kissing me.

I grinned.

"What do you want to do today?" He asked.

"Want to go pick out our rings?" I asked.

He grinned.

"I would love to!"

"Yayyy!"

He kissed me again.

-2 Weeks-

"Andy, what the hell is up with you?" Zacky asked, as I tossed stuff in my suitcase.

I kept packing.

"Andy talk to me! What the fuck is going on?"

"I'm not ready to marry you!" I said, as I turned around. "I thought I was, but I'm not! I can't. I love you, but...I can't marry you," I sighed.

He was silent.

"I'm going to stay with my sister...I'll be over to get my stuff later..." I said, before zipping up the case and picking it up.

"Are you just moving out?" He asked.

I bit my lip and shook my head.

"I kinda want to know what it's like with someone else..." I lied.

I didn't see anything, but pain in his eyes.

"How long have you been feeling this way?" He asked.

"About a week or so..."

He nodded his head before he walked out.

A few minutes later when I got in my car I heard him yell "fuck!"

I bit my lip, to hold back tears.

I had been dealing with nightmares, terrible nightmares of losing him. I had to leave so it wouldn't happen.

I backed out on to the street and drove to my sister's house, already missing him terribly.