Nothing To Lose But You

Chp. 1

Description: Blaire Ashton

Eyes- emerald green

Height- 5'3

Hair-

Length- past breasts

Piercing- nose, lip, ears, bellybutton, tongue

Tattoos-

I layed there, blood spilling out of my wrists. I had finally hit my breaking point. To the point I couldn't stand it anymore. Not even caring who would miss me. I felt disgusting. I had cheated on my boyfriend with my best friend Matt. And now I'm pregnant with Matt's baby. It's not like I meant to. Me and him got hella drunk. But that resulted in me and my boyfriend breaking up. And it's all my fault. I'm scared. But now it's over. I'm done. Matt won't be there for me. He has Nicole and she forgave him. Now..he can live his life. He won't ever know he has a child.

I opened my eyes and was immediately met with a mans bare chest. I'm alive..? I felt my wrists start to sting, looking down at them I saw they were all wrapped up. Looking up, I saw Matt, fast asleep as he hugged my body close to his. The turning in my stomach started and I quickly got out of Matt's grasp, running to the bathroom. Fucking morning sickness.

"You okay princess?" Matt asked as he came into the bathroom, holding up my hair.

"Yeah..probably a bug." I said as I got up, washing my hands and teeth. Matt took my hand, leading me back to the bed.

"Why would you try to kill yourself?" He asks in a worried but soft tone. "I was just so overwhelmed.." i say looking away. Well I wasn't lying.

"What's stressing you out?" He said as he caresses my hand with his thumb.
"I-I don't really know...I guess with the whole situation.."

"That you cheated on your boyfriend?" I nodded.

"I felt terrible about it. And it's not because of you. I swear it's just that idea of cheating..." he sighs, bringing me into his embrace.

The next morning, I woke up from the sound of the shower. Sitting up, I saw that the bathroom door is closed and Matt is not by my side. Not even a minute later, Matt came out with a towel around his waist.

"Get ready. I'm taking you to my place." He said as he grabbed his clothes.

"Why..?" I asked, standing up.

"Because no offense i don't really trust you to be alone right now." He replied as he came up to me and stroked my cheek. I walked over to my wardrobe, pulling put shorts and an oversized long sleeved shirt.

I slipped on some flats and then we both left in his car.

He took my hand gently, being careful of my wrist and led me inside. When we got in, there were three other guys. They all looked our way and raised an eyebrow when they saw me.

"Guys this is Blaire. She's a childhood friend of mine. Blaire, this is my brother Brad, our drummer Neil, and Barry our lead guitarist." He said pointing to them.

"They're from my band." I say 'oh' under my breath. How did i not notice that earlier. They all went back to watching TV as Matt took me upstairs. I sat down on his bed, grabbing his hand to sit down with me.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"I am...uh.." i hesitated. We aren't in a relationship though...

"I'm feeling a bit sick. Do you have any medicine?" I made up. I don't think I have the courage to tell him. And if he does find out I'll just tell him it's my ex's. He nods at me, heading back downstairs. I take a deep breath, putting my hand on my stomach.

A few minutes later he came in with a cup of water and advil. I thanked him, and took it. He got on his knees in front of me, very, very gently grabbing my wrists and unwrapping the bandages.

"Does it still hurt?" He asks as he skims a finger over it, making it burn.

"Yes! Very!" He took his finger away.

"Sorry." He picked up the new bandages and wrapped them around my wrists.

"Come on. The guys want to know you a bit more." He said as he took my hand and led me back downstairs.

They had all been laughing, and joking around as I just stayed quiet, watching them. Matt seems to be very close to his brother which is understandable. I walked into the kitchen while they talked which was around the corner. I got out a beer, but then remembered that i can't have it. Shit i hate this. I put my elbows on the counter, putting my head in my hands. I jump when I feel something licking my foot.

"Hey Buddy." I picked up the small, black puppy, holding him in my arms. I walked back into the livingroom where the guys were still talking about who knows what. I sat down by Matt and Brad, putting Buddy in my lap as he squirmed around.

We all turned our heads when we heard a knock. A smile stretched across Matt's face as he got up, opening the door. I of course already know who it is. He pulled that smile...the one that's so fucking beautiful. The one he shows for the person he's in love with. And it hurts so bad. Because I'm in love with my bestfriend.