Be Quiet You Might Piss Somebody Off

Apparently my sister had spent two days by my side as I laid half dead on a damn bed. The fact, that she had been there and had actually been worried about me, was surprising. It showed me that she actually cared and wasn't as big of a bitch as I'd thought she would be.

Well, enough of her. What made me upset was that I wasn't married, not yet, because of the damn accident and the damn shampoo. It made me mad because if I hadn't been that bad of a driver, nothing would have happened. I would now be married and I would be going on tour in a few days with Brian and the rest of Avenged Sevenfold. But now that I looked like shit and my head was aching all day every day, Brian didn't want me to go on tour with them. And he wanted Ashley to stay with me while they were gone.
”I'm fine, I don't need to stay home,” I muttered as I turned off the TV and sighed. We had had quite a fight because I wanted to go with them. I wanted to be with Brian and do as planned, even though we weren't now married (as planned).

”If you're so ”fine” then tell me, why were you crying all night last night because your head hurt so much?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned against the doorframe.

”I, uh, I wasn't crying... I may have teared up a bit but that was only because, uh...”

”Yes?”

”Well, anyway, that was last night. Let's not think about the past,” I mumbled.

”Babe, I'm only worried about you. It gets rough while being on the road,” he explained. I rolled my eyes and bit my tongue as I tried not to wince in pain as it hurt my head.

Okay, so, maybe I wasn't exactly ”fine”. My head was still pretty messed up and it hurt badly. But I really wanted to spend time with Brian and especially now after the accident had made me realize that I could be dead now.

”Brian,” I said quietly and looked straight into his eyes, ”Please.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, obviously getting frustrated. I knew he wanted to say yes because he never wanted to say no to me, but at the same time he wanted me to stay home.

”No... No, Amanda.”

”You want me to stay here, alone, in this big house?”

”No. That's why I'm going to ask Ashley to come over.”

”You're stupid. You make me feel like a little kid and this isn't the first time.”

”Hey, hey,” he said quietly, ”I can't help it. Maybe I am stupid, then, but I need to make sure you're all right.”

”Yeah, but you don't need to do that ALL THE TIME. I'm fine!”

”No you're not. It's only been a few days since you hit that car. And I'm not only talking about some little crash. You could have died, okay? I can't be more thankful that you're still here because that would've have killed me if you died,” he said, getting all serious and shit. I bit my lip.

”I'm still coming with you.”

”No, Amanda, no. You need to get some rest. And your face,” he shook his head, ”You're all swollen and bruised.”

”Huh? So you think I look ugly. Is that it? You don't want to be seen with me!” I exclaimed as my eyes went wide.

”Calm the fuck down, will you? I have never thought that you look ugly. Never, you hear me? Not even when I first saw you after the accident and not even your own sister could tell it was you,” he told me.

”And don't say anything anymore. I'm done talking about this.” Then he turned around and
walked away. I closed my eyes and sighed.

I knew it was stupid to fight because of something like this, but what he didn't understand was that I really needed to be with him. I HAD to be with him, sleep next to him and hear his voice. I had to eat breakfast with him, hear him play his guitar and see him on stage. I had to see him with his friends, having fun and drinking because I had realized that I couldn't waste any time. I could die any minute now and I had to live while I still could.

I finally forced myself up from the couch and walked into our bedroom where I found Brian sitting on the bed and texting someone with his phone.

”What are you doing?” I asked as I sat down next to him.

”Nothing.” He put away his phone and shrugged, ”I'm going to the bar with Zacky.”

”Mmhm.” He put his hand over my thigh before patting it gently. Then he got up from the bed.

”Brian? You're not mad, are you? I only want to spend time with you...”

”No, I'm not mad,” he said quietly and pulled on his black jacket and messed up his hair a bit,

”How do I look?” I couldn't help but laugh at him.

”You look good,” I told him with a nod, ”Really handsome.” He grinned a bit as he leaned down, grabbing the back of my head as he pulled me into a kiss. We kissed for a while until he pulled away and touched my cheek with his other hand.

”I love you, Manda,” he murmured, ”Never forget that, okay?” I nodded.

”I love you too.”

I went to sleep a few minutes after Brian had left and once again my head hurt like a bitch as it rested against the pillow. I didn't really know what it was that was wrong with my head because when the doctors tried to tell me about my injuries, I didn't listen. I should have listened now that I thought back at it, but I didn't. And what was done was done. I just had to live with it for now.

It took me hours to fall asleep and after sleeping only for what seemed like a few minutes, something woke me up. It was Brian who was getting in the bed. He turned off the lights and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my back against his body. He buried his head into my neck and sighed. I couldn't help but wince in pain as his head hit mine. I'm sure he hadn't meant to do that but it still hurt like a bitch.

That's when Brian noticed that I was awake. He sat up on the bed and turned on the lights. Then he looked at me with his narrowed eyes.

”What's keeping you awake?” he mumbled, ”Is everything all right?”

”Yeah, I just woke up,” I mumbled, ”Please turn off the lights.”

”It's your head again, isn't it? See, this is exactly the reason I won't take you with us,” he muttered and turned off the lights, ”You can't even sleep in your own bed. Imagine being in a bunk, then. And have you been crying?” I felt his hands on my cheeks as he wiped away the few tears I'd let out.

”I can sleep on the couch if you want,” Brian said quietly. I sighed and shook my head even though he propably couldn't see me because it was so dark.

”I'll go get some pain killers,” I mumbled and sat up.

”I can get them for you,” he said quickly.

”No! I'm not a kid, I can do it myself,” I muttered and got up from the bed.

”Yeah, but your head hurts. I want to help,” he said and pushed me back down on to the bed. I pushed his hands away from me and tried to get up but he didn't give up. Instead of letting go, he laid his body on top of me and started kissing me. He gave me no choice but bite his tongue. He didn't even mind, he just kept kissing me. Then, as I tasted his blood in my mouth and almost threw up, he pulled away. He was breathing heavily and I could almost see a grin on his face.
”Now, let me get you some of those pills and we'll continue this,” he mumbled and gave me another kiss which tasted like blood.

Oh, eww.