I never agreed to this

I lay in the bed in fetal position waiting for Matt to come out and tell me that he thought what we did was a mistake. I'm not going to cry when he says it. I told myself, I chanted it in my head over and over again. Remember when you cried in front of him? I flinched when the bathroom flew open and Matt came and laid down next to me.
He caressed my face with the tips of his fingers, I closed my eyes relishing his touch. He didn't say anything, he just kept caressing me and holding me. I was confused. I looked up at him slowly, "Aren't you going to say it?"
He furrowed his brows down at me, "Say what?"
I rolled my eyes and climbed out of the bed, taking the sheet with me, "Say that it was a mistake, isn't that what you're going to say?" I ground my teeth together.
He shook his head, frowning, "Do you not trust anyone?" He asked, he looked pissed, "What happened to you that makes you hate everyone?" I jumped at the volume of his voice, "What was wrong with what we did, did you not like?"
I opened my mouth but shut it again, "That's not it, I-"
"You what? You can't let someone take care of you? You can't let someone love you?"
I was at a loss for words, I didn't know what to say. He loved me?
He laughed sarcastically, "Not everything is bad, Skylar." Matt hissed, putting on his shorts ans shoes and walking out of the hotel room.
He didn't come back, so I got dressed and walked across the hallway to Brian's room. He was sitting on his bed playing short tunes on his guitar. He told me to come in and asked what was wrong.
"What makes you think something's wrong?" I asked, picking at a small piece of thread loose on my shirt.
"Oh I don't know, probably one minute you're in there fucking the shit out of Matt and the next he's yelling and storming out of the hotel.
I wasn't embarrassed that Brian heard me and Matt, that didn't bother me at all. "Do you know where he went?" I asked.
Brian didn't look at me, "Probably a bar." He set his guitar down next to him and looked at me, "Do you really want Matt?" He asked, his face didn't show any emotion, it was just blank.
I nodded, still looking at him, "Yes."
His face fell, and he glared at me coldly, "Go have fun."
"I looked at him astonished, "What's wrong with you?" I asked, furrowing my brows at him.
He looked at me like I was stupid, "I wanted you Skylar, I want you to be with me." He bit his lip and looked away, "You were supposed to be with me, can you get out of my room now?"
I gasped at his statement and got up off the bed, "You know what? It's not like you tried to do anything," I hissed, walking to the door and slamming it shut behind me.
I walked down the street to the nearest bar to find Matt wasted, with some random girl on his lap. I rolled my eyes, knowing it was because he was drunk. I walked up behind him letting the girl see me.
"Who the fuck are you?" She slurred, Matt turned his head to look at me.
"I'm his girlfriend," I said, pushing her off and onto the floor, "Keep off of him you dirty slut." I hissed, turning back to Matt, "Let's go." I pulled on his arm and he went with me willingly.

Back at the hotel room Matt fell into bed and fell asleep. I pulled off his shoes and pulled the sheet on him.
I went to the other side of the bed and fell asleep facing away from him.


Matt's P.O.V.

I woke up with a severe headache. I rolled over and saw Skylar laying on the far side of the bed asleep. I got up as quietly as I could and walked to Kari's and Zacky's room. I knocked until they let me in.
"What do you want?" Zacky mumbled falling back into bed. Kari sat next to him reading a book.
"What happened to Skylar?" I asked, staring at Kari. She peered up at me above her reading glasses.
"What do you mean?" She asked, innocently as if she didn't know anything.
"What made her such a bitch?" I asked, grinding my teeth.
Kari's face turned white, "She swallowed hard and placed her book down onto the night stand next to her, "A couple years ago Sky had this boyfriend, he was so nasty, don't get me wrong, he was gorgeous but he was so mean, and greedy, there were times I didn't get to see Sky for months at a time. He would keep her home and wouldn't let her go anywhere. But she was so in love with him. All she did was talk about him. Joseph this, Joseph that." She sighed, and rubbed her face in frustration, "He beat her, badly, he didn't care about her, he was always off fucking other women."
I was pissed, how could a person do that to Skylar?
"One day she came to my house bawling like it was the end of the world. She had said Joseph broke up with her, telling her that she was worthless. There were bruises on every inch of her body. She had told me..." She began to cry. Zacky held her to his chest and pet her hair, "She said that he was going to leave her for dead, Skylar was torn up for the next year and a half, she just now began to become a little of herself again." Kari looked up at me her tears running unto Zacky's chest.
I nodded and walked back to mine and Skylar's room. She wasn't in bed anymore. The shower was running so I waited until she finished.
I slowly remember what happened last after I left to go to that bar. I remember a girl on my lap and then I remembered Skylar walking in and talking to the girl and pushing her off of me.
"I'm his girlfriend," I remember her saying, I remember her dragging me out of the bar.
The bathroom door opened and out walked Skylar. She was in only a towel, her skin shined, and she was brushing her hair.
She jumped when she saw me, "Oh hey, I thought you left." She sighed and continued to brush her hair.
"I'm sorry for what I said last night." I said, rubbing my hands together nervously.
She furrowed her brows at me, "It's fine, I'm used to it." She set the brush down and took off her towel leaving her in a black thong and black bra. She rummaged through her bag until she found what she was looking for. It wasn't clothes, it was a picture, she came and sat down next to me. It was of her and a man, he didn't look happy but Skylar looked like she could die of happiness right there.
"Is that...Joseph?" I asked, hesitantly.
She gasped, "How do you know his name..." She sighed, "Kari told you, didn't she?"
I nodded, "She told me the whole story."
She nodded, "It was a little while ago, but I'm just starting to get over it." Her voice trailed off when I handed the picture back to her.
She took it with shy hands and then ripped it in half, letting it fall to the floor. I watched it land and then looked over at her. She smiled a little bit and looked back at me.
She shrugged and laid her head on my shoulder.

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