Aftermath (new feeling sequel)[Completed]

I think I need some space

hey guys just going to tell you that sadly this story will be coming to a end soon. I've decided how im ending it and ill more than likely finish it tomarrow (depending on a) how hungover I am and b) how busy I am)

trigger kinda
zacky's p.o.v

I rolled over in our bed and groaned as the light hit my face. Hangovers where the worst. I don't remember last night very well but a lot of alcohol and a nice cabby.

I reached over to the cabinet to see the time on my phone. It was already 4 in the afternoon. I also had a few messages. one from the cab driver.

hey there I just wanted to let you know your key is under the mat.

-Alan

and one from Matt

hey Zee, Johnny rang me to tell me you where at the bar last night, you should do this again. Please ring me once you get this -M

shit. I decided to ring Matt now and get it over with.

Within two rings he answered.

"Zacky! I don't care how hungover you are  you sir are in shit! Brian's being released and he wants to talk to you."

"im sorry I just I couldn't help myself, wait what? are you there with him."

"Yeah where here, he wants to speak to you? "

I could hear matt hand the phone to someone and they mumbled thanks along with something else.

"hey zacky. " Brian said.

I felt a pain grow in my heart.

"hey  brian,you wanted to talk to me."

"um yeah, well as you know im getting out but um for the sake of me getting better I can't have you around for a while."

My heart sunk.

" wh.what why?"  I felt a tear fall.

"I'm sorry the doc what me to try remember things on my own, meaning I can't see any of yous."

"it's okay."

there was a pause

"sorry zacky I have to go."

"that's fine, bye."

The line went dead.

"I love you. " I said to the phone. I crawled into a bundle and cried my eyes out. He was gone form me.

I pushed him so far away that I've lost his.

I cried until my head wad weak and I feel back into sleep.

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time laps 1 month on.

It's been one month. One entire month till I last spoke to brian. I know he is living with his family at the moment. But he has talked to everyone but me once.

He hasn't regained his memory of anyone.

And in all honesty I don't know how much longer I can survive. On my own without him. I barely eat, I barely sleep. I barely do anything these days. I drink and I feel ashamed to admit it but I cut. My arms aren't my own anymore.

It's a constant repeat. I can't reach out to anyone I can't. Matt and everyone has tried, even Alan the cab driver has tried to visit me but I don't let them. I sunk into a deep pool of depression that is smothering me.

And I don't know how much longer I can hold my breath.

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shit guys I thought I published this yesterday but I didn't opps!
anyhoe please vote and comments what you think?  :D
also the usually mistakes etc.
love E
xxxx