Robyn

I had left the guys on a multitude of occasions to go to the bar, to get myself some drinks. I knew I shouldn’t be drinking when pregnant, but I knew something was wrong that nobody else knew, and it wasn’t something I was wanting to talk about. I knew I would have to tell Brian, but I couldn’t. I was still so mad at him. I felt the stinging sensation of tears in my eyes before downing another shot of vodka before returning to them.

“Hey Mattie,” I said, linking my arm with his to make my presence known. I leaned up and kissed his cheek, listening to their conversations.

It wasn’t long before I heard that familiar voice that I hated with every fiber of my being.

It was Brian.

I had hoped he would show up here, just so that I could show him just how happy I was without him, but part of me, didn’t want to see his face.

I didn’t bother to turn around until he asked Matt who I was.

“Hello, Brian” I said, staring up at him. His eyes were filled with mixed emotions, and I wanted that. I could tell he was pissed. He thought I was on a date with Matt. I was, but he didn’t need to know that. “What the fuck are you doing with my wife,” he seethed, glaring daggers at us.

Before Matt even had the chance to answer, I opened my mouth. “I’m not your damn wife anymore Brian,” I shot back at him, “You lost that right whenever you slept with that fucking whore in our bed.”

I could tell that he had been drinking, just like me. The only difference was, that with Brian, it was best for him to avoid being angry and drunk at the same time. He was never good at handling that combo.

I felt his hand latch around my arm in a painful grip as he yanked me to him. “You are my wife, we aren’t divorced, you are mine,” He hissed at me, “Let's go.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Matt get a furious look in his eyes, and I could just tell that he was about to beat the shit out of Brian, I just had to give him my word and he would rearrange his face.

“Let's get a few things straight Brian,” I said, my voice coming out in a snarl. “One. Nobody tells me what the hell to do. Two I am a human being. I do not belong to anyone but myself. Three. Nobody and I mean nobody dares lay a hand on me,” I informed him, peeling his fingers off of my arm, I knew there would be a bruise there from how hard he was gripping my arm.

“What are you going to do to stop me?” He laughed

Before he could process what was going back, I hauled my hand back and brought it back at his face, full force. Hearing a satisfying crack under my knuckles, I knew that I just shattered his nose. He was going to have black eyes in the morning and he was definitely going to have to have surgery to get that fixed.

“Lay your hands on me one more time, and I swear to fucking god, you will regret it and a broken nose will be the last of your worries. Do you understand me,” I said, glaring daggers at him. I may have been fairly nice, but damn, I could be a royal fucking bitch when I needed to be, and right now was one of those times.

“This isn’t over yet.” He snapped, holding his bleeding nose before he stormed off to go do who knows what.

I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck before looking up at Matt.

“I’m sorry, I probably destroyed your guys’ friendship, Which was the last thing I wanted to do. I hope that he doesn’t fuck things over with the band because of me.” I said quietly.

I felt his calloused hand touch my chin as he made me look up at him. “Well he knows that if he fucks with the band, he’s not only ruining my life, but he’s ruining his, Zacky’s, Jimmy’s and Johnny’s. That’s the last thing he wants to do, so he won't mess with the band, and you have no reason to apologize to me about this Robyn. Brian was being an asshole and he deserved what he got”

I smiled lightly and wrapped my arms around Matt, hugging him tightly. “Thank you for everything you’ve done for me, Matt” I said quietly. He was truly an amazing friend, and he would be an amazing lover. I would just have to wait until things with Brian blew over.

“I do think, I’m going to get so shitfaced, that I can’t feel anything anymore” I told him. I gave his arm a light squeeze before walking away from them.

“I need three shots of your strongest alcohol. Please,” I said with a sigh. You could tell that I was being torn up on the inside, and when the shots were set down in front of of me, I stared at them before quickly downing them.

I lost count of how many shots that I had downed before Matt finally came over to me.

“Robyn, you need to stop. Let’s go home okay?” he said, lightly reaching for my arm. I looked up at him and practically fell into his arms whenever I stood up. I giggled slightly and bit my lip. “Ya know, you’re kinda cute,” I said, my words slurring together.

“Can you believe that punch?” I asked him, referring to whenever I punched Brian in the face. He sighed and shook his head before picking me up and carrying me out of the building.

He opened the car and placed me in my seat, making sure to buckle me up before climbing into the car and driving down the road. It seemed like it had taken forever to get home, but I knew that I was home whenever Matt got out of the car and picked me up.

Once we were inside, he carried me up to my room and helped me get dressed in an oversized shirt, he put my hair in a bun for me and helped me get into bed. Just as he turned to leave the bedroom, I grabbed his arm, causing him to stop and turn around to look at me.

“Don’t go” I whispered in my drunken state, staring up at him, my eyes pleading him to stay. “Sleep with me tonight. I promise I don’t bite.” At this point, I was already starting to fall asleep. My eyes were growing heavy, and I could tell that he gave in, because after a moment, the bed shifted and I felt his warm body press against mine. I rolled over and snuggled into his chest.

“I love you,” I mumbled before passing out.

Notes

So, what do you guys think? Do you think Matt and Brian will get into it in later chapters? Do you think that Robyn actually meant to tell Matt that she loved him? Let me know what you think!