I never agreed to this

It's been a long time since I have been to a party. The last one I had been to was the one where I first had sex with Joseph, he had made it so painful.
I shivered as I thought about it. Matt glanced down at me as we walked to a club at the end of the street, "Are you okay?" He asked, concern laced his voice.
I smiled and nodded, cuddling into him as best as I could. He wrapped his arm around me and held me tight as we made our way into the club.
The first thing that hit me was the smell, it was musky and it was dosed with cigarette. I was immediately woozy.
The second thing that hit me was the people, the whole place was packed, we could barely walk through without stepping on someone's toes or bumping into a dancing couple.
Matt had no problem bursting through people so he could walk through. He didn't even really need to, everyone seemed to part like the Red Sea for him, I don't know if it was because of his size because they knew who he was. He pulled me along through making sure I didn't get hurt. He kept me close to his side as much as he could. I wanted to go dance, I pulled Matt up and drug him to the dance floor where we swayed to the music with each other.
He played with my hair and caressed my face softly, making me melt inside, I don't remember if it was a slow or fast song but we had a nice vibe going on so we didn't change when a new song came on.
"I really love you, Matt." I said, hesitating as I hugged to me.
He hugged me tightly and breathed in my ear, "I love you too, I love you so much."
I relaxed as he said that, he made my world light up and everything else never matter more than him right now.


Brian's P.O.V.

I watched drunkenly as Matt and Skylar danced slowly in each others arms. My anger twisted in my chest I downed another shot. Johnny sat next to me, not nearly as drunk, "Bro, are you okay? Ever since the girls came on tour with us you've been a complete ass."
I glanced at him sharply, and laughed, sarcastically, "Whatever."
Johnny got a smiled on his face as he noticed me watching Skylar and Matt, "Oh, geez man, you have a crush on Skylar!" He coughed, "Matt would kill you if he found out." He pointed all these things out but I continued to ignore him.
"I don't care, Johnny." I mumbled getting away from the bar.


Skylar's P.O.V.

I wasn't feeling very well, my head felt like it weighed a ton and I felt as I would soon see my breakfast from this morning...did I eat this morning?
I looked up at Matt, we were now drinking at the bar, actually him and the guys were, I sat there watching them.
I needed to leave, I was sick, this club was too much for me. I shook Matt's arm, he looked at me, completely drunk, "What's wrong babe?"
"I'm going to head back to the bus, I'm not feeling too well." I told him, a sorry smile played on my lips.
"Do you want me to walk back with you?" He asked, concerned.
I smiled at his sweetness even though he was smashed, "No, honey, you go ahead and keep having fun, you deserve it, I'll be waiting for you though." I winked at him and headed towards the door.
"Skylar! Wait up!" I heard a voice from behind me, I turned and saw Brian make his way to me. He was drunk as well, "I'll head back with you, I'm done drinking."
I looked at him quizzically, "Really? Alright," I sighed and continued towards the door, "Let's go."

Back at the bus I went to the bathroom and decided to get ready for bed, or wait for Matt, if I didn't fall asleep already.
I slowly fell into a light sleep until I felt someone crawl into bed with me, "Matt?" I asked, stiffening.
The person just wrapped his arms around me and caressed my stomach, "Matt?" I asked again, attempting to turn around to face him.
I got the strangest feeling that it wasn't Matt, "Brian?" I whispered, keeping still in his arms.
"Hmm?" He mumbled, i sighed, he was drunk I forgot.
"You're in the wrong bed," I pointed out, trying to push him away.
"I'm in the right bed, Skylar," HE murmured to me, brushing a hand across my leg. I jumped at the touch and tried to get untangled from him.
"Brian, you're drunk you don't know what you're doing," I reasoned with him, while still trying to get away from his grip.
"Skylar, I may be drunk but I know exactly what I'm doing," He growled, flipping so that he was on top of me.
I gasped, "Brian!" I struggled against him and punched him, not effecting him at all.
"I love you, Skylar," He growled, holding me down by my arms.
I groaned from the pain he was exerting on me, "Brian, you're hurting me!" I yelled, I continues to push at him. His fingers would definitely leave bruises.
Tears began to form in my eyes as I watched his face change from lust to realization.
Suddenly he was pulled away from me and thrown across the room. I stared up at Matt who's face was full of pure anger, "Stay away from her." He growled, his voice low and dangerous.
Brian sat on the ground, surprised painted on his face, "Matt, Skylar, I'm so sorry." He looked at me, his eyes pleading, "I love you."
My heart broke, I put my head in my hands as I heard Matt demand Brian out of the room.
I felt Matt sit next to me on the bed, "Did he hurt you?" He asked, softly, rubbing my arms, I winced as he touched the marks from Brian's fingers.
Hate flashed through his eyes as he noticed the marks. He leaned forward and planted soft kisses on each mark.
"I shouldn't have let you come back alone." He said, remorse in his voice, but I was already shaking my head.
"It's not your fault, Matt, it's not Brian's fault either." At the mention of his name Matt's jaw tensed.
"Oh? And how is it not?" He asked, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"Because he's drunk, Matt." I put a hand on his shoulder, "Please don't be mad at him. Just talk to him, nicely."
I smiled as sweetly as I could, "Please?"

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