Matt walked back into the room, armed with coffee and cookies. He took one look at me and his face fell.

'What's wrong?' He said, looking concerned. Was it that obvious?

'Nothing, why?' I shrugged calmly.

Matt rolled his eyes, putting the coffee and cookies down on the bedside table.
'El, you're my wife. I know when there's something wrong. Tell me.' Matt said, shaking his head.

'I don't know.. I think I'm still, um, coming down from the, um, rohypnol.' I shrugged, picking up the coffee.

Matt snorted. 'Eleanor Jennifer Williams Sanders, I am giving you one more chance to tell me what's wrong, or I swear to God, I'll lose it.'

'Rich of you to say you're giving me one more chance!' Like in Mean Girls, I word vomited. Fuck, I should not have said that. I bit my lip hard, watching Matt's face fall.

He looked seriously wounded. 'Sorry..' he said, trailing off.

I rubbed my face with my hands, starting to cry. 'I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.'

Matt stood up, to hug me tightly. 'Don't be ridiculous, you're actually right. But El, I would like to know what's eating at you.'

I sighed deeply. 'It doesn't matter. Well, it does, but I don't want you to know.'

Matt pulled away from the hug. 'What do you mean? Baby, you can talk to me. I am your husband.'

I stared up into his gorgeous hazel eyes, feeling the waterworks start again. A sob escaped my lips, and I began to bawl.

Matt looked petrified of me. 'El, what is it? Is it the baby?'

I shook my head, unable to speak.
'Is it me? Have I done something?' he asked, concerned, as he stared at me, sitting at a chair beside my bed, holding my hands, as I continued to cry.

'No, but something in that ball park.' I managed through the tears.

Matt stared at me, looking unsure. 'Is it someone?'

I nodded.
Matt sat, looking around for a moment. His head then snapped up. 'Amelia!' he almost shouted.
I clasped my hand over his mouth, and he looked seriously surprised. 'Ssshhhhhhh! Shut up!' I whispered angrily.
Matt pushed my hand off his mouth gently. 'El, what the fuck? She's not here, what's wrong with you?' Matt was beginning to look at me as if I was delusional.
I looked around for a piece of paper, and found a bill in my bag. I also rooted around till I found a Sharpie. However Amelia knew everything she knew, she couldn't know I was telling Matt.

I wrote on the bill:
'Amelia rang me just after you left when Larry rang you today, but anonymously, and knew exactly what room I was in, that you had just left the room, and she told me that me, the baby and all you guys hadn't seen the last of her, then she rang me again about 10 minutes ago, 15 mins after Mom and John left, which she knew, and she also knew you left, and that there was only about 1 tablet left in my system. I'm so scared she's going to bring harm to one of us. Also, she's the one who drugged me, using cupcakes.'
Matt read it slowly, before looking up at me, his face whiter than my bed sheets. He looked fit to faint. But then, his face turned completely red, as he clenched his fists angrily, actually tearing the bill. I took it off him, and gestured at him to 'ssh'.
He stood up, and stormed out the door. What was he going to do?

MATT'S POV

As I stormed out of Eleanor's room, I tried my very hardest not to hit anything, which I tended to do when I felt the extent of anger which I felt in that moment. I could literally see red, as I pushed past everyone in the busy corridor roughly, not giving a fuck. I wanted Amelia dead. She tried to kill the most important woman in my life, over a one night fucking stand, and over a beating; malevolent, evil cow. She would pay. And I had the most perfect friends to help me do so, too.
I went into the shop in the hospital lobby, walking straight up to the counter.
'20 Pal Mal and a lighter.' I said to the cashier, who handed me the Pal Mal. I then handed her a $20 note.

'Keep the change.' I muttered, before rushing out of the shop and out into the cold November air, trying to keep myself calm, before I strangled someone.
I opened the cigarettes, and took one out, lighting it up and taking a long drag. I hadn't smoked in a few years, but I really needed one right now. Something to help the stress.
I took out my phone, and dialled Brian's number.

He answered on the first ring. 'Hey Matt.'

'I need help.'

'Course, man. What's up?'

'Code red. Don't say much.'

There was about 10 seconds of silence. 'Rest of the tour is being cancelled. I'm going to get us flights back to OC as soon as possible. I'll give you details ASAP, but for now, I'll send Dan in to the hospital for the night. I'll explain it's code red.'

'Thanks, bro. I owe you.'

'It's nothing. You okay, Shadz?'

'Honestly, no.'

'Don't worry, I'm going to fix this mess. We've been through this before, and everything turned out okay, right?'

'Hmm, suppose. Better go man, El's upstairs. Thanks again.'

'Dan will be in ASAP. Take care, both of you.'

I hung up, feeling slightly relieved. I finished the Pal Mal and started walking back into the hospital, thinking about the last Code Red.

About 10 years, we were touring, just after Waking the Fallen had been released, and Brian hooked up with some groupie for a one night stand, but the groupie wanted more, and become obsessed with Brian, following us on our tour, but then started doing malicious things, like attacking other groupies Brian would hook up with, but by attacking, I mean leaving them in a critical condition in an intensive care unit. She also started hacking our phones, and ringing us all at ungodly hours of the night, threatening to have us all killed.
But Brian, Zacky, Johnny, Jimmy, Dan and I sorted it out; well, sorted her out.. Let's just say she went for a swim in the ocean, but never returned..
We decided to name it Code Red, so instead of saying 'we have a stalker to kill', we can be inconspicuous about it.

Notes

so, the story has just taken an interesting twist..
thoughtssss?
also, in reply to all your comments about the incest fanfics, idek, i think most of the people who write them are excellent writers, they have a great style and are extremely creative, so don't think I'm dissing them personally because I'm not, but I think the whole theme of incest is slightly strange, I remember the first one that was released, everyone was like 'ew no', but now that there's loads everyone's like 'omg this story line is so good!' I just think everyone's copying eachother, and it's just boring then..
thanks for reading, stallion ducks :3 yes, i have decided that i am christening my readers and subscribers stallion ducks..