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Nobody's Hero

Chapter eighteen.

-- Three days later --

Hell. Hell is all that can explain the past few days appropriately. I was feeling uneasy in the house I was currently living in and I haven't come out of my room in the past three days.

Ever since I told Austin about Oli, he has seemed to be on the edge around me. Andy called me yesterday letting me know that him and Austin have cancelled off the tour, and I didn't even bother questioning why. I was relieved in a sense, but I was also having some dark thoughts.

Everytime I have spoken to Andy in the past seventy two hours, he has completely avoided the conversation about me coming back home. He hasn't spoken about Ashley, and I'm pretty sure he hasn't spoken about me at the house either.

Although BVB and OMAM have called the tour off, I think Of Mice & Men are still planning on having a tour. I truly don't really care what's going on around me. I haven't had nearly enough energy to get out of this bed and talk to Austin.

I have no energy to even breathe anymore. It's crazy in a sense. I just can't.

The only thing I've gotten up to get is a bottle of pain killers and a cup of tap water. My head was killing me, and I just kept shoving pain killers down my throat.

I wasn't only hoping they would help with my headache, I was hoping it would just numb the pain I was currently feeling.

One other thing I forgot when I was coming back here was the fact that Alan still lives here. After that whole plan, he was put right on my shitlist, just a little below Ashley, who still remained right at top.

After way to much thinking, I was getting the need to get out of bed and wander around the house, hoping to find Austin, maybe he would want to talk. Or maybe, even better, Andy is going to be downstairs!

I opened the door and cold air smacked me in the face. It must have been a cold night out, but I don't care. I wobbled my way down the stairs, with my eyelids closed 99%.

When I finally stepped off the bottom step which felt like an eternity to take, I looked around at the spinning room. No where did I see the lanky figure, or the ginger dick.

I walked or, waltzed, to the sliding door, looking at the dark sky.

Where is everyone?

I turned on my heel, almost falling, and walked into the kitchen. I flicked the light switch on and squinted even more. It took me like two thousand hours to get my barely open eyes to adjust to the light.

Nothing, no one.

I grunted in frustration and turned off the kitchen light, walking back the way I came in the pitch dark house.

I walked down the hallway, passed my room and too the last door on the right. I slowly opened the creaky door and stepped in. The only light being from the TV that was very softly playing from the wall.

The very little light showed Austin's body in his bed. I walked over to him and stood next to him, just staring down. "Austin," I whispered.

No response. I started to lightly shake him and he didn't seem to wake up.

Then I did the only thing I would do to Andy when we were younger, I yanked at his shorter hair and screamed bloody murder.

He finally jolted up and looked at me. "What the fuck, Addie?!" he yelled.

I threw a lopsided grin on my face and looked at him. "Why are you sleeping?" I slurred, still staring down at him, with droopy eyes.

"Because it's three o'clock in the fucking morning, Addisan." he hissed. "Why are you up?"

"I can't sleep. And I'm bored. And yeah." I slowly said, stumbling over my words a few times.

He shook his head and sat all the way up in his bed. "I'm calling your brother," he mumbled.

"Whyyy?!" I whined. I didn't know why he was calling Andy, and I don't know why I was complaining.

"Because I don't know what to fucking do with you, Addie."

I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest. "You're being a meanie," I whined again.

He continued to stay on the phone with my brothers, saying a few 'yeah's and 'okay's.

"You're brother will be here soon," he said, rubbing his eyes and running a hand through his hair.

I just stared at him, but he was blurry.

I soon saw light, and noticed it was his bedside lamp. "What the fuck is up with you, Addie?!" he shouted, grabbing my hand, but soon picking me up from under my knees.

"No! What are you doing?! He is going to find us!" I shouted.

I had no idea what was up with me either.

The front door soon busted open to reveal my brother. "No! He's here! He's going to hurt me!" I screeched, fighting against Austin in his arms.

"Addie, no it's me. It's Andy," he soothed. I relaxed, a smile soon forming on my lips.

"Oh, Andy, I love big brother," I giggled. I was really fucking up right now. "What's going on?" I softly asked.

"I honestly have no fucking clue," Andy said.

Notes

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Tei-pac Tei-pac
6/14/15

*tear rolls down my cheek* Chapter 24

Just finished chapter 6 and I'm already on the verge of tears

OMG!!!!!! That hangover fart bit made me laugh so hard. I swear I have the mind of a teenage boy sometimes.

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? OH MY GOD I CAN'T.

txke-me-dxncing txke-me-dxncing
3/17/15