I Won't See You Tonight

--Jimmy--

I kissed the top of Layne’s head, still talking to Matt as Johnny and Brian finally sauntered in. Johnny, always the festive one, showed up in jeans and a t-shirt while Brian was dressed in black jeans, a white t-shirt and a denim studded vest. With all the patches covering it, it was easy to see he took it from Bree. That was almost as bad as taking her car with out permission.

Matt and I were chatting as he got to know Layne better.

I can’t believe he got Bree to tell Zacky! I mean, I knew the two of them were fuck-buddies--- with a more complicated relationship than that--- Bree and him talked to me about it.

I always thought that he secretly liked her though…

“Hey guys,” Brian said cheerfully.

“Hey man, what’s up,” I said with a wave. Matt greeted him, before playfully punching him in the arm.

“Sorry about missing practice last night, I was on a date,” he said with a certain glow to him.

We all just stared blankly at him. “Uh… that’s okay,” Matt said blinking.

[i]He was at practice last night…[/i] I thought silently, knowing that thought was playing in everyone’s mind.

…Maybe he was drunk.

He turned to Matt. “Hey, thanks for giving her a place to stay, man… That means a lot to me… Hey, where is Bree anyhow?” he asked cheerfully.

“No problem, and I think she’s upstairs,” Matt replied with a shrug.

“Oh, alright, I’m going to go talk to her. I know she must be feeling like shit right now,” he said before walking off.

“Wait!” I called after him, but he didn’t hear me and was already halfway up the stairs.

--Zacky--

She was more amazing than I could ever dream, and trust me I’ve dreamt about this scenario more than a few times.

She was perfect, [i]we[/i] were perfect.

I was just about ready when---

--Brian--

I opened the door and came face to face with my worst nightmare…

My sister was fucking [i]my[/i] boyfriend! The love of my fucking life was fucking my sister, whispering sweet nothings until he noticed me and froze. Bree looked over at me.

“Brian!” she shrieked, quickly covering herself up, a look of mortification on her face. She didn’t even seem phased that she was moaning under [i]my[/i] fucking boyfriend. “Get out!” she ordered.

That little fucking whore!

I wanted to slap her then and there, but the look on his face told me everything: He was the one cheating, and she had no clue about our relationship. She had no clue that she was getting off with the one that had been making me so happy. That one that I was out with last fucking night!

He didn’t have that desperate look on his face that you’d expect your lover to have if you just caught them cheating. His was more a look of awkwardness that he was with my sister.

Sure, I’d known from the beginning that he wasn’t gay--- that he was only bi, and that he preferred woman… But [i]I loved him[/i]…

“I’m sorry,” I muttered before fleeing the room. I expected him to follow me, but when the sound of the head board hitting the wall picked up almost immediately, something inside me shattered.

--Breanne--

Fuck, there’s nothing in this world that can turn you off as instantly as your brother walking in while you’re sleeping with his best friend. “Awkward…” I blinked.

Zacky nodded, “Tell me about it… Maybe we should wait until another time…”

“My thoughts exactly,” I responded before kissing him, “I love you Zack.”

“I love you too,” he smiled, kissing me again before we both got up and put our clothes on.

He took my hand as we walked back downstairs.

--Matt--

My jaw dropped as Brian came down the stairs with a mixed expression on his face; it was a combination of humiliation, pain and something almost threatening. “Fucking slut, slut, slut,” he muttered.

My eyes narrowed, ready to lunge at him as he headed for the door, but Johnny and Jimmy grabbed my arms and held me back. “Leave it alone, Matt,” Jimmy said as Brian left.

“He just called Bree a fucking slut, Jimmy!” I yelled much too loud. Brian had already left, and didn’t hear it… But Bree did.

Her mouth gaped and she stared at me, looking more hurt than I’ve ever seen her as her hand clung to Zacky’s. “W-what?” she asked in a meek, child-like tone that I had only heard the first time she’d come to my house.

Zacky hugged her, “It’ll be okay babe,” he said softly.

I watched as he calmed her down and made her smile again, almost instantly.

…Maybe I…

No, it’s not like that.