Rosalie's Point of View

"I thought she could stay with you?"

I heard Matt ask once I walked back into the house. I still feel stupid for actually thinking Matt wanted his phone.

“So, let me get this straight. You want me to let some fucking bitch that I don't know move in with me?” Brian said so calm it was rather eerie.

“No. I'm asking you to let a friend of mine, who needs a place to live stay here for a while.” Matt said.

What sort of lie was Matt telling?

“She's not my fucking problem.” Brian stated getting up and walking into his kitchen.

“Brian, please just let her crash here for a while, please.” Matt pleaded from the living room. I decided that now was the perfect time to make my presence known.

I slammed the front door and walked towards the living room.

“Your phone isn't in you truck.” I stated blankly before sitting back down.

About that time Brian emerged from the kitchen with a bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand.

"Listen, Rosalie I don't want you here." Brain said as he sat down.

I hadn't thought this whole 'save the rock star' thing through as much as I thought I had. I'm just not capable of this.

"I mean, I'm sorry that you boyfriend's an abusive asshole but it's not my job to save you." Brian said.

What the actual fuck? So that's why Ami fucking hit me! This is bullshit!

"Fuck you, you conceited asshole!" I yelled to Brian as I stood from my spot.

"Rosalie." Matt pleaded from his spot on the couch. I looked at him and almost gave in but then my anger got the best of me and I turned to Brian.

"You know what, you are the most selfish asshole I have ever met. You think you're the only one hurting, look at him! Matt is like your fucking brother and look at the pain that you're putting him through, it's written all over his face!"

"This is about me, you cunt! It's about the fact that I don't want you in my house! You can't live here. I don't know you! And you sure as hell don't know me so don't fucking act like you know anything about me or what I'm going through!" Brian yelled back.

It's now that it all sinks in, we're just strangers. The man that I thought I knew from all the videos and DVD's of the years was not the man standing in front of me. It hurts me so I can only imagine the pain that Matt and the others feel.

I didn't say anything I just walked out the door.

Notes

So yeah I know it's short and shit but it's more of a filler than anything. But it is important.

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