I'm very nervous for this squeal because I liked the ending for the first part called (The Denial ). So understand more drama few more characters and more Will and Sonny. Please enjoy.

Will POV

My eyes opened themselves slowly, and I pulled myself into a sitting position. I stole a glance to the right, where Sonny's empty pillow sat. Memories from the previous night marched through my body, causing my stomach to flip uneasily.

I got to my feet and made my way into the bathroom, my head aching. I shut the door behind me, and sank down onto the floor, staring into the full-body mirror across the room. Even from here, I could see the bruise on my cheek where he had swung at me.

This was the third time this week that we had fought, and I was, frankly, growing sick of it.

Sonny had been out all night the night before, and had come home, intoxicated, on the verge of unconsciousness.

I had attempted to lead him to our bedroom, so he could sleep, but that had failed miserably, as he had proceeded to yell at me for offenses I had not even committed. No matter how hard I had tried, peace hadn't been kept, and I had been miserably reminded of his abusive nature.

So, here I was again, sitting in the floor of the bathroom, again, while he had slept on the couch.

Again.

I heard a soft knock on the door, and reached up to lock it before he could burst in with his teary apologizes.

"Will!" The desperation in his voice was clear, but still, I ignored it. "Will, come on, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry... it won't happen again. I promise."

If this had been any of the numerous times before, at this point, I would have gotten to my feet, opened the door, and stood there unresponsive while he held me close and cried.

But this time...

I got to my feet and removed my clothing, before stepping into the shower. I turned the hot water on, and flinched when I felt the heat reach my skin.

I ignored his pleas, and massaged my scalp with shampoo.

I stood in the shower until the scorching hot water cooled, and when it became so icy that I couldn't bear it anymore, I turned off the faucet and stepped out of the shower.

As I dried myself, I stared into the mirror, covered by a thick layer of steam. With a sigh, I wrapped a towel around my waist, opened the door, and stepped over Sonny, who lay curled in the fetal position in front of the door.

"How's that hangover for you?" I asked, and he lifted his head pitifully, with a quiet whimper.

"Will..." he dragged himself back into a sitting position, and, ignoring him, I walked into our bedroom, shut and locked the door, and picked out some clothes for the day.

After I was dressed, I picked up the car keys, opened the door and stepped over him again; he had moved himself, apparently, but still unable to get into the bedroom, he had been helplessly stranded outside.

"I'm leaving." I turned towards him. "When I get back, you'd better be clean, and have the alcohol off your breath."

"Will, wait..." I heard him get to his feet, and began to walk faster.

I managed to beat him out the front door, and got into the car. In all honesty, I had no idea where I was going.

All I knew was that I wanted to leave "home".

When my phone began to ring, I pulled it out of my pocket, and looked at the ID.

Sonny.

I ignored the call, and turned the phone off as I drove.

I came to a halt at the local coffee shop I walked inside and ordered a black coffee. As I waited, I glanced around.

There was a particularly noisy group of guys sitting in the corner of the coffee shop. Five of them, to be exact.

Four of the five sat horseplaying, but the fifth had his gaze turned to me.

His hair, black, and shades of brown. The he had beautiful bright green eyes.

We sat watching each other for a good five seconds, before my thoughts were interrupted. I took my coffee, and with a last glance at the stranger, left the shop.

My thoughts were plagued as I drove on, with no destination in mind.

He looked so familiar... but I couldn't quite place my finger on it.

I sighed as I realized I had exited Los Angeles, and entered West Hollywood, before pulling into a parking lot to turn around. Out of curiosity, I looked up and realized I had stumbled upon the Roxy Theatre, a popular venue in West Hollywood.

My curiosity got the better of me, and I drove towards the venue, just to see who would be playing soon.

Scheduled to play next Friday was Of Mice & Men, Bring Me The Horizon, and a band I had heard of, but not looked into called A Sinner's Remorse.

The name sounded interesting enough.

With a sigh, I circled around through the parking lot, and exited. I wondered if Sonny would be willing to go to the concert.

More than likely, he'd be out with his friends, or working late.

I shrugged as I made my way home, and decided not to ask.

It would more than likely only lead to another fight, one way or another.

Next Update: Dec/3. Thanks for reading