All I Ask Is... Why?

It's been two weeks since I announced my pregnancy to Brian and things have not been the same between us. Matter of fact, things have gone bad, real bad. Brian has not spoken to me at all since that day and to make things worse, he's been drinking more than he usually does, and he leaves at night without telling me where and he won't come back until the next day. When he does come back, he smells like alcohol and cigarettes and the smell leaves me sick to my stomach. When it comes to me doing our laundry, I fear looking at his clothes because I don't want to find something that I wasn't supposed to see like a condom or lipstick stains or something, but I also feel that this pregnancy has scared him into thinking that he's not ready to be a father and a husband to a woman eleven years younger than him. I've had talks with my therapist and she keeps reassuring me that Brian does love me, he's just in a real state of shock. I understand being in shock that your fiance is pregnant, but going two weeks without talking to her and going out every night and not coming home until the next day, still not saying a word?! That wouldn't sound good to anyone, and it sure as hell feels a thousand times worse since I'm the one going through it. I need to talk to someone other than my therapist about this, God knows I cannot talk to Zacky or Mercedes. They have their own life now with baby Isabelle and I don't want them to worry about me with my problems. Kimberly, Arin, Johnny and Lacey went to Disney World for the day, and although Val and I are good friends, I can't risk telling her anything about Brian without it leaking back to Michelle, even though she's in jail last I heard. Matt was my last option since he and I still aren't quite comfortable with each other yet. But at this point, I felt that if Brian were to talk to anyone about the trouble he's facing, Matt would be the first person to turn to. I was in desperate need of some answers, and I have no where else to go.


Today Brian left the house to God only knows where, and it's Sunday so I know Matt doesn't have any plans other than being glued to Call of Duty while Val takes River out for the day before they prepare for the Sunday night bar-b-q at their house. So if Matt was my last sense of hope, I needed to move fast, at least before Val comes home. Brian left his truck and took my new car instead, which was a bit odd since he never takes my car anywhere, so I decided to use his truck to make the small trip all the way to Matt and Val's house. Once I arrived, just as I suspected, Val wasn't home. I made my way to the door and knocked twice before Matt greets me with a sort of stunned look. "Evelyn? Wow, I didn't expect to see you here so early, and alone. Val just left if you're looking for her."

I smiled at him a tiny bit. "Thanks Matt, but I actually came to talk to you."

His expression grew a little more confused. "Me? Um, okay. What about exactly?"

My small smile faded as my lower lip began to lightly quiver. "It's about Brian. Please Matt, I have nowhere else to go." At this point tears just started pouring down my face.

Now I could tell he was more concerned than confused. He stepped aside slightly and nodded towards the inside of the house. "Come on in. We can have a beer and talk."

I walked inside and we made our way to the living room. Matt had a small fridge by the couch that he used specifically for when he knew he was going to be glued to the TV. He pulled out two beer bottles and handed one to me. I didn't want to refuse it, but I know I sure as hell can't drink it. Maybe if I just hold it he won't notice. "Thanks. Look I'm sorry to interrupt you today, but I couldn't talk to anyone else about this without them freaking out about everything. And I know that you and I still don't know each other that well, at all even, but I feel I can trust you, especially with the things I have to confess."

He took a drink and nodded. "Of course you can. I know we haven't really taken the time to get to really know each other since the last time we talked, but I also understand what it's like when you need someone to talk to that can hopefully understand what you're going through. Even if that person is just an aquaintance in your life." He said with a soothing smile.

I nodded in agreement. "That is true."

"So what's been going on? You seem really stressed out. How is Brian?" He asked before taking another drink.

I sighed a little. "I'm going to be honest, Brian has been very distant from me for the past two weeks. I don't know why. He won't talk to me, he's gone all night and won't come home until the next morning. I know he's been drinking and partying because when he comes home, you can smell it." The thought of the smell was so disgusting that it made me gag in my mouth a little. I swallowed it back down and sighed once more. "Sorry. But anyway, he won't tell me where he's going and he won't even answer my calls when he's gone. All of his distance is really stressing me out and scaring the shit out of me. I just don't know what to do. Has he said anything to you?"

Matt's expression was stunned as I told him everything that was going on. "Wow, uh, no he hasn't said anything. I know that Zacky has asked him how you were doing a couple of times, but he would only leave things that you were okay. After that he wouldn't say anything else. We figured some issues were going on, but we stay out of it because it's really none of our business. I know Brian hasn't been the same since Jimmy passed away, but I never thought he would shut you out of all people. But in all honesty, things really haven't been the same since Michelle's release."

My head quickly turned to face him in shock. "Michelle's release? I thought she was still locked up?"

Matt raised an eyebrow at me. "Nobody told you? Michelle was released two days after she was thrown in jail. Val and her parents bailed her out two days later. I'm surprised nobody told you."

"No. Nobody told me that. Who all knew?" I asked a bit angry.

"Everyone knew. We even threw a welcome back party for her at Johnny's house. Brian was there too, he said he didn't want to bring you because he knew that you hated her. And he didn't want a fight to break out. He said he told you he was going and you said you were okay with it. That you were going to be fixing up the new house."

I felt my blood start to boil inside as my grip on the beer bottle grew tighter. "Did Mercedes go?"

Matt nodded slightly. "Yeah she went. She didn't want to but Zacky begged her to go."

The grip became tighter to where I thought the bottle was going to break in my hands. If Brian has been cheating on me with Michelle all this time, then he can have her back and I will be on the first flight back to Dallas. I placed the beer bottle on the coffee table and went with the first excuse that came to my mind on how to leave. "Thanks for talking with me Matt, but I have to go. I have a doctors appointment."

Matt nodded slightly. "Sure thing. Will you be here tonight?"

I chuckled in frustration. "We'll see." I made my way out to the car and started it. Before taking off, I called my sister. I figured of all people she would be the first one to tell me everything, but she stabbed me in the back and kept her mouth shut just like everyone else.

The phone rang three times before Mercedes picked up. "Hey sis, what's up?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm here at the house with baby Isabelle."

"Where's Zacky?"

"He's down at the Vengeance University workshop working on new designs. Why? What's wrong?"

"Just curious. I'm on my way over there right now."

"O--"

Before she could answer I hung up on her and sped out of the driveway all the way to the Vengeance Manor. Once I got there, I slammed my door shut and Mercedes met me outside. "What the hell, Eve? That was rude of you to hang up on me." She said with a slight attitude.

When she got close enough, I shoved her back away from me. "WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU TELL ME MICHELLE WAS OUT?!" I screamed at her.

"HEY HEY HEY! Sister or not, don't you dare come to my house starting shit!" She yelled back and shoved me back.

"I wouldn't have to if you weren't such a fucking traitor!" I yelled.

"What the hell are you talking about, Evelyn?!" He expression was a mix of anger and confusion.

"Matt told me Michelle was released two days after she was put in jail. He said a welcome home party was thrown and YOU and Brian were there! What the fuck?!"

It all became clear to what I was talking about. "Okay, I know that sounds bad, but did he tell you that I didn't even want to go? That Zacky made me go because Val really wanted the band there? Besides, Brian said you were okay with him going while you were at the new house fixing up the place. That's why nobody told you! We all assumed that you already knew."

"Nobody told me shit! I don't care that you all thought I knew or not, the point is, you betrayed me by going to the damn party!"

"Hey! Don't be mad at me! The problems that you have with Michelle are between you and her! If Brian's sleeping with her behind your back then that's your problem! Not mine! In case you forgot, I have issues of my own to deal with and I don't have time for your drama anymore sis. Come back when you have a better attitude!" She said before making her way back in her house.

I got back in the car and drove back to my house. I needed to think things over.



Ten minutes later, I show up to the house and my car is in the driveway, Brian is here. At this point I don't know whether to feel happy or angry. Happy that he's home early, angry that he lied to me about Michelle for this long. With mixed emotions I made my way into the house and quietly walked in. I could hear footsteps upstairs and it sort of sounded like somebody fell. I rushed upstairs and saw Brian on the floor, on top of another woman, Michelle. "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" I screamed as they both turned to look at me in shock.

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