problems: e.v.

1990

"Oh fuck me."

Amy's head shot up, her slumber quickly coming to a close.

Jeff stood in the doorway, leaning on his arm. He looked shocked.

"What?" Amy asked. She quickly looked around the room to see where the problem was, but quickly realized that it wasn't her room.

It was Eddie's.

She looked beside her and found the lead singer in bed next to her. He was facing her and snoring lightly. He looked so peaceful.

She looked back at the bassist.

"Oh. That."

"Yeah, that! What the fuck Amy?" Jeff growled.

"Look okay, he was drunk and waited for me to come back. I was just helping him sleep."

"So you slept with him to 'Help him sleep'?"

"We didn't have sex!" Amy whisper-shouted. "All we did was sleep Jeff."

Jeff looked at the ground defeatedly and drummed his fingers on the door frame.

"Amy, he has a girlfriend. That's her job, not yours."

Amy stared at the bassist before looking down at her thighs.

How could she have been so stupid?

Eddie; a lead singer of a band at the brink of explosion, with a long-term girlfriend.

Her; an asshole who slept in his bed the same night as her meeting with Chris.

What was killing her, was the fact that she didn't think twice before slipping in to his bed. That she acted like this was not a big deal, and that friends do that for each other all the time.

She looked back up at the doorway to find it empty and dark. She looked back to Eddie to find him still sleeping peacefully.

He started to stir, and moved closer to Amy and wrapped his arms around her middle.

"I love you Beth." He mumbled.

She scooted back down into his bed and closed her eyes.

She would deal with this in the morning
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When Amy awoke, Eddie sat on the edge of his bed pulling at his hair.

Amy sat up and looked over at the alarm clock on his bedside table.

11:47 AM

She figured he had overslept.

She quickly got out of bed and retrieved her clothes from the floor. She started to walk out the door before his voice stopped her.

"So your just gonna walk out and not talk to me?"

Amy turned around and watched as Eddie got up from his position on the bed and moved closer to her.

"You're gonna act like none of this happened? Like this was just a sick fucking joke to you?" He shouted.

"What? Nothing happened Ed." Amy said defensively.

"Then why the fuck were you naked in my bed when I woke up?"

"Look," Amy started, "you were drunk last night and waited for me to come back home. I helped you into bed and you asked if I could stay with you, okay? Nothing fucking happened."

"And for the record, I wasn't naked. I had a bra and underwear on."

"Oh shut up Amy. I know that you're fucking lying," Eddie pulled at his hair again, "fuck, I cheated on Beth with you! And you didn't stop me?!" He screamed.

"I'm not fucking lying Ed! I wouldn't do that!" Amy yelled. Tears started to well up into her eyes.

"Oh, really? Because you're Amy Alcaster, a perfect little angel who couldn't do anything like that! She's too good!" Eddie sing-songed. "I'm not an idiot. I know you're just a poor piece of shit that moved in with us so you could get into my pants-"

Amy slapped Eddie across his face as sobs racked through her body.

"I'm not a fucking whore! I moved here so I can get away from my mother, and you just happened to be in Jeff's band." Amy's emotions started to get the best of her. "Fuck Eddie. Remember how I left last night?"

Eddie remained motionless.

"Yeah? Well, me and Chris left together. We went to a lake and kissed. He told me he really like and, and goddamnit I like him too! And when I came back home, you needed help getting into bed and I helped you. And when you said you wanted me to stay with you, I did! Because I wanted to help you."

Her tears were still falling, but she couldn't care.

"But you're Mr. I-think-every-woman-wants-to-fuck-me, and only thought I was doing that to get into your pants." Amy gritted her teeth. "So yeah, I'll stay out of your hair. No need to be friends any more, because I'll just try and fuck you, right?"

She turned on her heel and started to leave.

"Amy, look I-"

She turned around again.

"Save it fuckface."
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I want to apologize for my lack of updates and how shitty/short. Some writers block has been taunting me. I truly suck at this.

I hope you guys enjoy :)

- Abby