You Think You've Got It, Don'tcha?

I woke up the next day and it was like I had been bulldozed. The bed was empty and it had been nearly months later. As far as I was concerned, Ryden was in Nebraska. Not hiding in my brother's basement, or sleeping in his bed, doing the things that she would say she would do with me only. I gathered the courage to get out of bed, and walked to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of beer from my fridge.

Wake up. Drink.

I sat down on the couch. I needed to clean. I needed to write music. I needed to play my guitar. My entire life has been spiraling out of control since Ryden left and I'm a complete mess. I finished off my bottle and I got up, and ran myself through the shower. I didn't know how I was supposed to approach her now. I didn't know how to tell her that i was sorry. Or that I didn't remember what I did to make her so upset. I'd sound like such an ass if I tried explaining that to her.

*Brian's POV*

We were all back in California and our tour had ended. Michelle and I were starting to drift further apart as the days passed and everyone's relationships seemed to be in peril, from what I had been paying attention to. Zack thought that Ryden was in Nebraska, Matt and Valary were still going through relationship problems. James had taken Leana off for a honeymoon, they had already gotten married the week before. It was hectic and i was running out of ideas. Michelle only seemed into it for the publicity. And the travel of the touring. She never paid me any attention unless we were in public, and I don't know where I went wrong, and what I did wrong. She slept on the couch most nights, but under the graces of God, she slept in bed with me.

I woke up to see her turned the opposite direction. Usually after a night of what seemed like make-up sex she'd be cuddled up to me right now, laying her head on my chest, listening to my heartbeat, looking up at me with those sweet eyes of hers. But instead, she was bare backed and facing the other direction. I ran my hand over her shoulder and I laid back down, pulling her close to me, and I closed my eyes. Loving her was starting to become exhausting, and I don't know how much I could do it anymore. I closed my eyes, trying to forget the fact that I had a ring for her in my cabinet, but I didn't want to be with her anymore. I swept her hair behind her ears and I kissed her cheek, going back to sleep for a while.

When I awoke, she was gone, and she left a note on the nightstand.

"Out with Val, will be back later." it read. I shrugged it off. She never spent time with Val unless we were touring so this was new to me. Maybe they'll actually act like sisters now. I picked up my phone and I dialed Ryden's number, if she hadn't changed it at this point.

"Hello?" She asked after the phone rang for a moment.

"Hey, I just wanted to see how you've been, how the parents are, and all." I said, sitting up and pulling on my pair of boxers.

"Um.. They're doing great, yeah? I need you to do me a favor."

"What's that?"

"Go to Matthew's house. Not Sanders; Baker." She said. She sounded like she had been sniffling, and I furrowed my brows.

"What's going on? And why do I need to be going to Zack's brother's house?"

"Just go to the damn house, Brian." She snapped, then hung up. I stared at my phone screen for a moment and I just.. I couldn't get over the fact that she had snapped at me like that. I sighed, and I got dressed, grabbing my keys and walking out the door. I replied to a text from Zack, telling him I was out of the house and that I wouldn't be home for a while. I shoved my phone in my pocket and i got in my car, starting the ignition and backing out the driveway.

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