Fate Exposed

Matts POV

My plane landed at about 7:00 in the evening and at this point I had no intentions of going anywhere but home. Home to think about what I had just done to Morgan. Home to contemplate who I was as a person. And finally home to possibly get wasted so I could forget everything that had occurred in the past 48 hours.

I pulled into the driveway of the empty house, got out of the car, shoved through the door, and threw my self down on the couch in the middle of the dimly lit room. And then the thoughts came. What an idiot I was? I don't know what even compelled me to leave her. In the moment it seemed like the right thing to do, what she was saying made no sense, and I figured it would be better if I left her alone. No. No that was not what I should have done at all. I should have stayed. I should have stayed to protect her because for all I knew Andrew was planning another attack on her, which made a knot form in the pit of my stomach. The room became small, and sweat was dripping down the side of my face. My breathing picked up and I brought my hands to my face. I rubbed my temples and my eyes slowly closed. I guess you could say I was having an anxiety attack. I heard 3 knocks at the door, which snapped me back into reality. I ignored them. A few moments later, Brian burst through the door.

"Matt, what the hell?" Brian greeted me.

"I don't think that's how you're supposed to greet a friend" I snapped.

"I don't think what you did is how you're supposed to leave your girlfriend. What was going through your fucking mind?" Brian hissed.

"Nothing was going through my mind, I acted before I thought" I said truthfully.

"Well maybe you should stop doing that because Morgan deserves better," he said, his words practically smacking me in the face. I knew she deserved more and what I did was so unnecessary.

"I know-"

Brian proceeded to cut me off, "Look, Morgan has hard a hard life and the least you could do is be there for her."

I just shook my head, knowing that if I said anymore Brian would add to his previous thoughts or give me more advice or tell me I was wrong.

Brian left shortly after. I debated about calling Morgan but quickly decided against it. Instead, I decided to revise some of the lyrics to the songs we had for the new album. And then a little less quickly than how quickly I decided against calling Morgan, I also quickly decided against revising the songs on my own so I called Jimmy.

I counted the minutes from the time I put down the phone to the time he got here; 5 minutes and about 37 seconds. Then a knock on the door was heard.

"Matt!" Jimmy greeted me with a wide smile, "When you called I figured you were still in Boston"

"Nope, not exactly" I sighed.

Jimmy looked concerned, but changed kept focused, "So let's get to those songs"

I shook my head, "do you want a drink?"

"No, I'm good" Jimmy said as he walked toward the basement, "for now at least" he let out a chuckle that echoed through the stair case.

"So, I was wondering if you could read Victim for me and tell me what you think of it cause I think that's the only one we haven't looked over" I told him.

"Okay" he said, and I handed him a page of typed lyrics.

He sat there for a couple minutes with his eyes scanning the page, as he always did when he read over songs. I always felt somewhat intimidated when Jimmy read songs that I wrote. At the same time I didn't feel this way at all because he's my best friend. But jimmy was a phenomenal writer himself, not only when it comes to song writing. He's an amazing creative writer, his poetry is some of the best I've read and he use to write short stories that were phenomenal as well. They were always witty, wise and strange, in a way that made you truly think. I remember in high school he would help me write research papers and what not, he just had that gift. He knew how to put words together perfectly without even trying.

Jimmy handed me back the paper and proceeded to say, "it's about her isn't it?"

"Yeah" I sighed, looking down at the lyrics and remembering what had so recently happened between Morgan and I.

"I don't think there's anything to revise or edit," Jimmy said truthfully.

"Really?"

"Nope, I can tell it came from your heart and there's really no need to revise it"

I solemnly nodded.

"This piece is perfect Matt, why aren't you happier? You should be excited to record this with all the emotion you can. I would be anyways"

"I am it's just-" I paused, feeling tears starting to form in the back of my throat.

Jimmy just looked at me, wanting me to continue. And then the first tear fell.

"I guess Morgan and I aren't really together anymore?"

Jimmy's eyes widened, "what do you mean; you guess?"

"I left. She was confusing me because she forgave Andrew and I just left. I got on a plane and fucking left. I fucking left her there alone. I don't know what I was even thinking" I buried my face in my hands and squeezed my eyes closed

"Have you talked to her since?"

"I got home today, but we texted, and she seemed alright, but that could be either bad or good"

"That's true, but you did what you thought was right in that situation. Morgan is pretty understanding. If anything this is going to test and strengthen your relationship." Jimmy explained.

"I guess you're right, I just don't want her to find anybody else"

"Matt listen to yourself, your a wreck. She's not going to find anyone else, that girl is madly in love with you. Give it a couple days and talk to her again. You will work things out, beside you're meant to be together. It's fate. And that fate will soon be exposed."

"Thank you, I really needed to hear that" I said truthfully. Jimmy always knew that right things to say, the right words to use and the right way to say it. It was nice hearing that he supported my decision, especially after Brian had basically scolded me for it.

"Matt were friends, there's no need to thank me." Jimmy smiled, "I have to get home though, I want to record that song soon though, and in the next couple of weeks I'll have a song for you to read for me"

"Whatever you need, Jimmy"

And with that, Jimmy walked out of the basement.

Notes

short chapter.
apologies.
but hey its an update!!! :)
So this story is gunna take a bunch of weird turns because i've take such long breaks from writing it but it will be coming to a close soonish, and it will all make sense and hopefully it will be a satisfying ending
I am going to try and update WAYYY more
THEN
I am making another fanfction that is going to be a synyster gates fanfiction and tbh ive been planning it for a year now and i'm going to make it the best I can. It will hopefully be better than this one, but considering this was my first fanfiction i thought it was pretty good :') lol but yeah the synyster gates fanfiction will be awesome :) So as soon as I finish this we will move to that! Yay!