I'm a Loaded Gun (Part 2)
Betrayal is the Sharpest Blade
Reyas POV
Im so happy Siren is going to be coming down to Florida. I've been getting very lonely here. Andy is still out on Warped, and he's been too exhausted to call me at the end of the day. The times he's awake, I'm asleep. The times I'm awake, he's sleeping or on business or shows with the band. I talked to siren about forming another band here. Maybe it will work out again. I've learned it's time to get over my grudge against the label that denied us. I will fill my dream, but until then I have to do something else, the money in my account won't be there too long, yeah I know I have $15,000 but eventually I can't keep living with Brandon. I glance across my room to the resumes sitting on my desk.
Sighing I get up, and plop down on the office chair next to my desk. I had an application or Hot Topic, Journeys, Zumiez, and Rue 21. I begin filling everything out, my name, my number, address, high school awards and dedications, blah blah blah.
An hour later, and my hand about to fall off my wrist, I had them done. Ill drop them off tomorrow, I'm too tired today. I glance at the clock, 3:46pm. Maybe I could call Andy, BVB doesn't get on the stage in Virginia till 5:30. I pick uo my cell phone and dial his number. Ring, ring, ring, ring. He didn't pick up.
You: Hey Andy (: how's things going?
I waited a few moments, staring at my phone for him to reply. Nothing. Damn this. I go back to my desk and pull up local dates for the bands I'm subscribed to. Hey! Late Nite Reading was going to be playing near me in two weeks! I jumped to the ticket page and bought my VIP pass and ticket. My phone vibrated. I unlocked the slide and frowned.
Andy: bzy. Ttyl
What the? Andy doesn't use text language...maybe he's just really really busy. The front door opens.
"Reya! I'm home, I brought food," Brandon called.
"Coming!" I jumped up and paced to the kitchen. Brandon was setting out containers. "OOH I love honey BBQ wings! Thanks Brandon!" I dumped half of the container of them onto my plate.
"Haha I was in a good mood." Brandon smiled. "Any word from Andy?"
"Sadly no," I said as I dropped my eyes to the floor.
"Ahh, that's too bad. Probably just busy."
"Yeah."
i took my plate back to my desk in my room. I opened twitter and gasp at the image that filled my screen.
@AndyBVB and @julietsimmsall couple in the works!
Andy was kissing Juliet Simms. I can't tell anything, and I find no signs of him resisting it. Yeah Andy, busy my ass. I slam the screen shut and grab my phone, dialing Andy. Voicemail.
"I don't know what the fucks going on Andy. Call me back." I wanted to yell, scream, growl, bite someone.
I locked my grip on the laptop screen, I really shouldnt look at it again. I really shouldn't. Fuck my curiousity, I open it. Andy's eyes are closed, the are standing near his bus, arms around each other. I should have known, I didn't have a chance. Fuck this. Fuck this all.
Andys POV
I can't stop thinking about that kiss. I was just standing there, talking to Juliet. I hated her so much before I started to work with her. The label might sign her, and I'm going in a month to watch her on the voice. We had just been talking, when she took an adjustment step and was close to me. The conversation started burning out, and we were suddenly extremely close. She was looking uo at me with her wide eyes, when she closed her eyes and leaned up. Unconsciously, I kissed her. We let go, and it started again. Her hands placed on my chest and then slowly drifted up my neck to my hair as I wrapped my arms around her. Her body was so close, crushing into mine at our hips. My phone started vibrating in my front pocket. Juliet pulled away from me. "Do you need to answer that?"
"Nope," I pulled her back into me. Continuing to kiss her.
Im so happy Siren is going to be coming down to Florida. I've been getting very lonely here. Andy is still out on Warped, and he's been too exhausted to call me at the end of the day. The times he's awake, I'm asleep. The times I'm awake, he's sleeping or on business or shows with the band. I talked to siren about forming another band here. Maybe it will work out again. I've learned it's time to get over my grudge against the label that denied us. I will fill my dream, but until then I have to do something else, the money in my account won't be there too long, yeah I know I have $15,000 but eventually I can't keep living with Brandon. I glance across my room to the resumes sitting on my desk.
Sighing I get up, and plop down on the office chair next to my desk. I had an application or Hot Topic, Journeys, Zumiez, and Rue 21. I begin filling everything out, my name, my number, address, high school awards and dedications, blah blah blah.
An hour later, and my hand about to fall off my wrist, I had them done. Ill drop them off tomorrow, I'm too tired today. I glance at the clock, 3:46pm. Maybe I could call Andy, BVB doesn't get on the stage in Virginia till 5:30. I pick uo my cell phone and dial his number. Ring, ring, ring, ring. He didn't pick up.
You: Hey Andy (: how's things going?
I waited a few moments, staring at my phone for him to reply. Nothing. Damn this. I go back to my desk and pull up local dates for the bands I'm subscribed to. Hey! Late Nite Reading was going to be playing near me in two weeks! I jumped to the ticket page and bought my VIP pass and ticket. My phone vibrated. I unlocked the slide and frowned.
Andy: bzy. Ttyl
What the? Andy doesn't use text language...maybe he's just really really busy. The front door opens.
"Reya! I'm home, I brought food," Brandon called.
"Coming!" I jumped up and paced to the kitchen. Brandon was setting out containers. "OOH I love honey BBQ wings! Thanks Brandon!" I dumped half of the container of them onto my plate.
"Haha I was in a good mood." Brandon smiled. "Any word from Andy?"
"Sadly no," I said as I dropped my eyes to the floor.
"Ahh, that's too bad. Probably just busy."
"Yeah."
i took my plate back to my desk in my room. I opened twitter and gasp at the image that filled my screen.
@AndyBVB and @julietsimmsall couple in the works!
Andy was kissing Juliet Simms. I can't tell anything, and I find no signs of him resisting it. Yeah Andy, busy my ass. I slam the screen shut and grab my phone, dialing Andy. Voicemail.
"I don't know what the fucks going on Andy. Call me back." I wanted to yell, scream, growl, bite someone.
I locked my grip on the laptop screen, I really shouldnt look at it again. I really shouldn't. Fuck my curiousity, I open it. Andy's eyes are closed, the are standing near his bus, arms around each other. I should have known, I didn't have a chance. Fuck this. Fuck this all.
Andys POV
I can't stop thinking about that kiss. I was just standing there, talking to Juliet. I hated her so much before I started to work with her. The label might sign her, and I'm going in a month to watch her on the voice. We had just been talking, when she took an adjustment step and was close to me. The conversation started burning out, and we were suddenly extremely close. She was looking uo at me with her wide eyes, when she closed her eyes and leaned up. Unconsciously, I kissed her. We let go, and it started again. Her hands placed on my chest and then slowly drifted up my neck to my hair as I wrapped my arms around her. Her body was so close, crushing into mine at our hips. My phone started vibrating in my front pocket. Juliet pulled away from me. "Do you need to answer that?"
"Nope," I pulled her back into me. Continuing to kiss her.
Notes
Uh oh :( Andy's being naughtysorry for the long time to update!
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