Falling For You

Chapter Ten

Synyster's POV:

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I get that her sister lives here in all, but I was still kinda hoping that she wouldn't show. Awesome, man. Just what I fucking need.

"Michelle, how did you get in here?" Matt questions her. "Oh, I might've forgot to lock the door when I had let Syn and Zee in," Val confesses.

"Don't worry. I made sure to lock it when I came in," Michelle says, grabbing a seat next to Zacky who looks at me, rolling his eyes.

Besides Abigail, Zacky is the only one who knows about what Michelle did. I still haven't told everyone else yet, but trust me, I will. Of course they already know that she's a bitch, but what they don't know is that she's a two-timing whore. Fucking slut.

"Hey, babe," she waves, smiling at me. I return a quick wave before turning my head to look away from her. My eyes land on Abigail as she stares at the glass of water in her hands. She looks a little uncomfortable for some reason.

"Hey," I say in a quiet tone, getting Abigail's attention. "You okay?"

She nods her head. "Yeah, I'm fine," she says. "You?"

I look at Michelle, watching her talk to Matt and Val. "I was until a few seconds ago," I sigh.

That's when her hand touch mines and I look at her. "Don't worry. Just try not to let her get to you, okay?" she say. Keeping my hand underneath hers, I turn it around so that her hand is now in mine. "Okay," I say, giving her a weak smile as she smiles back.

"Brian."

I roll my eyes before looking at Michelle. "What?" I answer almost harshly.

"Aren't you going to introduce me to your new friend here?" she ask, nodding her head towards Abigail. Fuck no.

"Hi, I'm Abigail," Abigail decides to speak, earning a look from me without noticing. "And this is my friend, Alexa."

"Hi," the girl, sitting on the otherside of Abigail says, waving at Michelle.

"Oh. Well, I'm Michelle. Michelle Haner. Brian's wife. You know, the guy who's hand you're holding right now?" I look at Michelle, shaking my head as she stares back at me. I swear to God, she better not start her shit.

"Oh. Um, sorry about that," Abigail says, moving her hand away from mine.

"That's okay. I'm sure you didn't know," Michelle says to Abigail while keeping her eyes on me. "Besides, you wouldn't be the first woman who had no ideal he was married."

"Michelle." I say.

"What? Am I lying?" she ask. She's trying to imply that I messed around with other girls without telling them that I'm married. I don't know how many times I have to tell her that I wasn't cheating on her. Damnit. She's pissing me the fuck off and I'm trying to keep my anger hidden so that I don't ruin Matt's party. But if she don't shut the hell up right now I might not be able to keep it hidden much longer.

"Michelle, come on," Val speaks up.  "Tonight's the guys' last night before they leave us  girls in the morning. Let's just try to enjoy it without the drama, okay?" Thank you, Val. My gosh.

"Whatever," Michelle sighs, rolling her eyes. Hopefully, that will be the last word coming out of her mouth for the rest of the night.

"So, Syn, how did you and Abigail meet, anyways?" Jimmy ask.

"Well-"

"Wait, you guys don't know?" Zacky interrupts me.

"Uh, don't know what?" Matt ask.

Zacky looks at Abigail. "Abigail, tell them how you kicked this prick's ass the other night outside of the strip club where you work."

"What?" Val says in shock, looking at Abigail.

"Seriously?" Matt chuckles.

"Yeah, Syn was there when it happened. He told me all about it, yesterday, " Zacky tells everyone.

"Wait, you're a stripper?" Jimmy ask Abigail who suddenly looks embarrass. She shakes her head, saying yes without looking up.

"Wait, what were you doing at the strip club, Syn?" Matt ask me. "That's exactly what I want to know too," Michelle says, glaring at me as I glare at her.

"Wait, Abigail, what happened? What did this guy do to make you wanna hurt him?" Lacey ask.

We all look at Abigail, waiting for her to tell the story. But instead, she starts crying. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her close to me so that she's able to rest her head against my chest as she continues to sob. I start giving her back a nice, gentle rub as I look at everyone else.

I decide to tell them what happened myself, including the part where she lost her job. The only part I lefted out was me staying the night at Abigail's apartment.

Everyone seems to be either upset or sad about the situation. Well, I doubt Michelle gives a damn because she's too busy giving me that evil look right now as I comfort Abigail. But I could careless about her being mad. After all, I'm still pissed off at her for what she did, so screw her and her damn feelings.

"Oh my gosh, Abigail, I'm so sorry that happened to you," Val says.

"Yeah, if there's anything we can do for you just let us know, okay? As of today, you're apart of our circle now  and as friends it's our job to be there for you whenever you need us to be," Matt tells Abigail, putting a smile on my face. It's nice to hear him say that.

"Thank you," she says, looking at Matt as she pulls away from me, wiping the tears away from her eyes.

"We mean it, hun. We want you to be our friend. You seem like a very sweet girl," Val tells her.

"Yeah, fuck working at a strip club," Zacky says. "You can do a whole lot better than that, anyways. Why don't you try becoming a model? You're a beautiful girl." It's funny, because I basically said the same thing to her.

She looks at me, smiling. "See? Even he thinks it," I chuckle, earning a playful hit on the arm.

"Thanks, Zacky," she smiles at him.

"Okay, now that that little moment is over can we please go back to having a good time?" Matt begs everyone. "Yes, please," Val agrees.

Feeling a tad thirsty, I get up out of my seat and start walking towards the house. "Hey, is it alright that I go grab a bottle of beer?" I ask Matt. "Sure, bro. Go right ahead," he tells me.

"Grab one for me too, Syn," Zacky says. I nod my head before heading inside the house.

When I get into the kitchen, I walk over to the refrigerator and open it to grab two bottles of beer.

"Brian?"

Oh my fucking gosh. I sigh before turning around to face my cheating wife as I kick the refrigerator door close.

"I got nothing to say to you, Michelle," I say, moving to walk pass her before she grabs me by my arm.

"Please, Brian. Just listen to what I have to say," she begs, moving to stand in front of me so that we are able to look at each other.

Ugh! This girl is clearly not going to leave me the hell alone until I give her the time of day. You know what, whatever. I'm just going to listen to what she has to say. But I promise, nothing she say will make me get over what she did, so she's just going to be wasting her breath.
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