A Place Of Hope And No Pain (Avenged Sevenfold)

Chapter 36

Matt's POV

I was still pissed. I'd gone to bed pissed and I woke up still pissed. Chloe liked be alone, Chloe didn't need anybody, well clearly she fucking did. If I hadn't been there she probably would have drunk that whole fucking bottle and what thanks do I get for it, kindly stay out of my life.

I'd stay out of her fucking life. She'd never hear from me again, ever. That's what she wanted and that's what she was going to get.

"Besides." I muttered to myself, picking up my phone. "I have my own shit to sort out."

I looked at my phone and even now, I was hoping Chloe might have sent me a message.

"Wake up." I snapped to myself, dialling the number I wanted.

"Baby." Lucy answered, virtually straight away. "I was just about to call you."

"Oh." Was all I could muster.

"Yes, I wanted to talk about Saturday." She went on, obviously not picking up on my lack of enthusiasm. "Actually, I need some measurements, I might come over."

What the fuck did she need measurements for? "Yeah come over." I told her, because I wanted her to come over, that's why I'd been calling her.

"Okay." She murmured. "See you soon."

"I can't wait." I muttered, hanging up.

What the fuck did she want to measure for? God, she said some of the dumbest shit I'd ever heard honestly.

I grabbed a coffee, still wondering while I went into the living room to wait for Lucy. I figured she wouldn't be long and I was right, it wasn't too long before I head her car pull up out the front.

I didn't bother getting up, it's not like she'd knock and I was right, she just let herself in.

"Woohoo." She called. "Where are you babe?"

"In here." I called back, rolling my eye's.

She walked in, looking perfect and smiling widely. "What are you up to?"

"Coffee." I muttered, holding up my cup. I thought it was pretty fucking obvious myself.

"Since when do you drink coffee?" She asked me, frowning.

"Since now." I muttered.

"Oh." She said, smiling again. "I brought a new bedroom suite, I want to measure our room, make sure everything fit's."

"What for?" I asked, internally groaning. "The other is fine."

"Oh you know." She said softly, sitting next me. "A new start."

Yeah a new start, a new start that I didn't think I wanted, no, I knew I didn't want it.

"Yeah look." I started, putting my coffee down and looking at Lucy. "I don't think it's a good idea." And I knew it wasn't a good idea.

"What, the bedroom suite?" She asked me frowning. "I mean it's nice, I'm sure you'll like it."

"What, no." God, she was so thick. "I mean you moving back in, I don't think it's a good idea."

"What?" She snapped, her tone changing. "I thought that's what all of this rehab and stuff was all about, sorting out our marriage, working things out."

"Yeah well." I muttered.

She was right, that's what it was about, but somewhere along the way thing's changed, I changed.

"So what are you saying?" She snapped.

"That I don't want you to move back in." I snapped back. I thought I was being obvious.

I watched as her face fell, and she burst into tears. "Don't you love me anymore?"

I chewed my lip. "Um." Because I couldn't answer her, I couldn't give her the answer she wanted to hear.

"I don't like the new you." She snapped standing up. "I wish thing's were like they used to be."

"What." I snapped, rising to my feet. "Me passed out drunk all the time?"

"Yes." She snapped, heading for the door. "You were a nicer person."

"No." I snapped, following her. "I was a kept man, you had me where you wanted me."

She cried out, turning to face me. "No, you were just nicer."

I shook my head, this conversation was over. "I want the kids on the weekend." I snapped.

"We will see." She snarled at me. "Anyway, I'll call you." And she opened the door.

"I'm having the kids on the weekend." I snapped. She was not going to use my children as a pawn in her stupid game.

"Fine." She muttered. "But only if you agree to marriage counselling."

I sighed, I knew it, I should have known seeing my boy's wouldn't be easy. "What for?"

She took a step closer to me, placing her hands on my chest. "I love you Matthew, we've gone through so much together, been together so long, I don't want to throw that away."

"Lucy." I started, but she cut me off.

"We can try it okay?" She said, turning and heading out the door. "Try it Matt, for the boy's sake, if not for mine."

I nodded, watching her leave. I'd try it but it wouldn't work, I just didn't love her anymore. Being sober had me realise that Lucy and I had grown apart, I'd just been too drunk to see it before.

I closed the door. I'd only agreed because I knew if I hadn't she would keep me from the boy's, but that was okay, I'd play along for now, well until I saw my lawyer at least.

I went back in and sat on the couch, staring at the wall. I was single, after so long I was actually single and I couldn't help but smile. Who knew it would feel this fucking good?

My phone ringing interrupted me and I couldn't help but think of Chloe, hoping it was her calling.

"Hello." I answered, praying to god it was Chloe and not Lucy.

"Matt, it's me, Danielle." Dani said and I let out my breath.

Relief it wasn't Lucy, disappointment it wasn't Chloe.

"Brian and I are going for dinner tonight." She explained. "And I wanted to see if you wanted to join us?"

I frowned. "Yeah, I guess." Why not, I had nothing else to do.

"Good, and well Brian thought you could come, well because he's trying to slow down his drinking and he thought with you there........" She let her voice trail off.

I smiled, glad that Brian was making the effort. "Of course."

"Yeah." Dani said. "Maybe you can bring Lucy?" And she let that question hang in the air.

I guess Dani knew me and she knew what was going on.

"Yeah maybe not." I said quickly. "You know."

"Yeah." She said softly. "Well how about Chloe? I liked her."

"Hmm." I mumbled, thinking about Chloe basically telling me to fuck off. "We'll see."

"Okay good." She said. "See you at Rizoli's at seven."

She hung up and I sat back, closing my eye's. Rizoli's was pretty classy and I'd look like a dick showing up by myself.

I picked up my phone looking at it.

Fuck it.

Chloe, we're going out for dinner tonight, I'll pick you up at 6.30 and it's dressy

I pressed send. I wasn't giving up on Chloe that easily, not now, now that everything was so clear to me.

Oh and don't bother replying, I will be there at 6.30 regardless

I sent that one too. I wasn't taking no for an answer.