Nobody's Hero
Chapter two.
What does he want and why is he here? "What are you doing here, Ashley?" I asked, throwing a beanie over my head.
"I didn't feel like dealing with all of them drunk, what are you doing here, Addisan?" he asked in return, with that cocky smirk, that I wanted to smack off of his face.
"Underage," I said, he scoffed, and looked through the refrigerator, "what is the real reason you are here, Purdy?"
He ignored my question and pulled out a carton of orange juice. "What?" He asked, opening the carton and taking a sip right out of it.
"You heard me," I hissed.
"No, I've learned to block out your bitchiness a long time ago, Biersack," he threw back at me, thinking he was clever.
"If you've learned to block out my bitchiness, then why do you always have to have the last fucking word?"
He looked up at me, he seemed shocked by what I had said. "I always have to have the last word, because I know it pisses you off," he said.
He is a dick. Everyone on the bus is tried of all the fighting me and Ashley have, so why does he always have to pick a fight about the stupidest fucking things? Oh, yeah, because he is Ashley Purdy of Black Veil Brides and he can do whatever he wants.
I wouldn't hate him as much, if he just watched what he said. Right as I was about to go in the back lounge and lock myself in there to be away from him, I turned around. He was sitting on the front couch acting like his shit don't stink.
"Do you ever think about what your going to say to someone before you say it?" I asked him.
"What are you talking about?" He asked, acting dumbfounded.
"What do mean, 'What are you talking about'? Ashley, in the ten fucking years I've known you, you have said some really bad things to me, I'm not going to be a little pussy, and sit here and cry about it, but I think you should think about the way you treat people," I said, and then turned back on my heel and going to the back lounge.
Nobody knows about the small amount of scars on my wrist, and no one ever will. If someone was to ever find out, they will never know why they are there.
At around four o'clock in the morning is when I heard everyone come back. I turned off the movie, cleaned up my mess, and headed out to the front lounge.
They were all hammered; except for Jinxx, it was probably his babysitting night. I put the jar of Nutella back in the cabinet and threw the wrappers from other thing out.
"Fat ass," I heard someone mutter behind me.
"Excuse me?" I said turning around. I saw Ashley with that fucking smirk on his face.
"I said your a fat ass," he said with pride in his voice.
"Bite your fucking tongue, Ashley, like I said, you don't think before you speak you fucking prick," I spat.
He stood up, "Fuck you! I'll say whatever the fuck I want whenever I want. I'm not going to let some band whore tell me what to do. I mean every fucking thing I say to you. You are a worthless piece of shit that is here because her brother feels bad for her."
I looked over to the bunk area to see Andy butt naked. Why would I believe what this douchebag has to say?
I pushed past all of the guys, and went in my bunk, closed the curtain, and soon enough went into a deep sleep.
All I wanted to do, is go back home and lock myself in my room.
I was woken up the next morning, by an annoyed Jake. "Addie, wake up," he quietly said.
I opened my eyes, "What?" I asked.
"We are going to be home in like ten minutes, get your stuff ready," he explained.
I nodded and got my stuff all packed. I checked the bathroom, to make sure all my things were gone. After all my stuff was ready, I sat in the front, next to my brother, who was clearly hungover. He took the ibuprofen, Jinxx handed him and sat back.
When Ashley walked out of the bathroom, I didn't even bother to look at him. What he said yesterday couldn't be taken back, and I wasn't going to forgive him for it. Andy noticed that I was pissed off. "What's wrong, did something happen with Ashley while we were gone?" Andy asked me.
"You guys were there when it happened, I don't think anyone remembers except, Me, Ashley, and maybe Jinxx," I said.
"Why wouldn't I remember?" Andy questioned.
"Your were hammered and butt naked," I said with a light laugh. Andy on the other hand was bursting out in laughter. "Why is everyone so pissed off?"
"Ashley, is now being a dick to everyone," he said. I raised my eyebrows.
Shocker.
Whenever Ashley and me get into a big fight, he takes it out on everyone else, when I just keep to myself.
"What did he say?" Andy asked me seriously.
"We'll talk when we get home," I said.
And little did I know, the bus just pulled up to the house. I grabbed my duffle bag and phone, and I made sure to be the first one off. I grabbed my key out of my bag and opened the door, and ran in.
Right then, I ran up to my room and jumped on my bed. After three months, of being crammed in a tiny bunk, it felt good to be on my bed. I unpacked all my things, put the dirty stuff in the hamper and went to the bathroom that was connected to mine and Andy's room, and took a quick shower.
After putting on a Bring Me the Horizon hoodie, sweatpants, and my hair in a messy bun, I went downstairs. The first person I saw was Ashley, I walked right past him and sat at the table with everyone else.
They all looked suspicious. I looked at them, and they looked at me. When I wasn't paying attention, I felt my hoodie sleeve get pulled up.
I looked up and saw Andy looking at me with tears in his eyes. "Why, Addie?" He asked, hurt filling his voice.
"It's nothing," I said.
"It has to be something, why did you do this to yourself?" He asked again.
"Its," I started, I was scared but built up the courage, "Its Ashley, have you guys heard half the things he says to me? I don't say anything to the fucking guy, and he says something about me."
"What did he say last night?" Jake asked from the other side of the table.
"He called me a worthless piece of shit, and they only reason you took me in is because you feel bad for me," I explained, not realizing that I was now crying. "How did you guys even find out?"
"The same way we found out about your love for Alan Ashby, your notebook was on the floor and Ashley picked it up."
"So, you guys read it, with him," I asked. They all nodded.
Great, now Ashley knows.
I heard someone come downstairs and I turned around and stood up.
"You fucking asshole!"
"I didn't feel like dealing with all of them drunk, what are you doing here, Addisan?" he asked in return, with that cocky smirk, that I wanted to smack off of his face.
"Underage," I said, he scoffed, and looked through the refrigerator, "what is the real reason you are here, Purdy?"
He ignored my question and pulled out a carton of orange juice. "What?" He asked, opening the carton and taking a sip right out of it.
"You heard me," I hissed.
"No, I've learned to block out your bitchiness a long time ago, Biersack," he threw back at me, thinking he was clever.
"If you've learned to block out my bitchiness, then why do you always have to have the last fucking word?"
He looked up at me, he seemed shocked by what I had said. "I always have to have the last word, because I know it pisses you off," he said.
He is a dick. Everyone on the bus is tried of all the fighting me and Ashley have, so why does he always have to pick a fight about the stupidest fucking things? Oh, yeah, because he is Ashley Purdy of Black Veil Brides and he can do whatever he wants.
I wouldn't hate him as much, if he just watched what he said. Right as I was about to go in the back lounge and lock myself in there to be away from him, I turned around. He was sitting on the front couch acting like his shit don't stink.
"Do you ever think about what your going to say to someone before you say it?" I asked him.
"What are you talking about?" He asked, acting dumbfounded.
"What do mean, 'What are you talking about'? Ashley, in the ten fucking years I've known you, you have said some really bad things to me, I'm not going to be a little pussy, and sit here and cry about it, but I think you should think about the way you treat people," I said, and then turned back on my heel and going to the back lounge.
Nobody knows about the small amount of scars on my wrist, and no one ever will. If someone was to ever find out, they will never know why they are there.
At around four o'clock in the morning is when I heard everyone come back. I turned off the movie, cleaned up my mess, and headed out to the front lounge.
They were all hammered; except for Jinxx, it was probably his babysitting night. I put the jar of Nutella back in the cabinet and threw the wrappers from other thing out.
"Fat ass," I heard someone mutter behind me.
"Excuse me?" I said turning around. I saw Ashley with that fucking smirk on his face.
"I said your a fat ass," he said with pride in his voice.
"Bite your fucking tongue, Ashley, like I said, you don't think before you speak you fucking prick," I spat.
He stood up, "Fuck you! I'll say whatever the fuck I want whenever I want. I'm not going to let some band whore tell me what to do. I mean every fucking thing I say to you. You are a worthless piece of shit that is here because her brother feels bad for her."
I looked over to the bunk area to see Andy butt naked. Why would I believe what this douchebag has to say?
I pushed past all of the guys, and went in my bunk, closed the curtain, and soon enough went into a deep sleep.
All I wanted to do, is go back home and lock myself in my room.
I was woken up the next morning, by an annoyed Jake. "Addie, wake up," he quietly said.
I opened my eyes, "What?" I asked.
"We are going to be home in like ten minutes, get your stuff ready," he explained.
I nodded and got my stuff all packed. I checked the bathroom, to make sure all my things were gone. After all my stuff was ready, I sat in the front, next to my brother, who was clearly hungover. He took the ibuprofen, Jinxx handed him and sat back.
When Ashley walked out of the bathroom, I didn't even bother to look at him. What he said yesterday couldn't be taken back, and I wasn't going to forgive him for it. Andy noticed that I was pissed off. "What's wrong, did something happen with Ashley while we were gone?" Andy asked me.
"You guys were there when it happened, I don't think anyone remembers except, Me, Ashley, and maybe Jinxx," I said.
"Why wouldn't I remember?" Andy questioned.
"Your were hammered and butt naked," I said with a light laugh. Andy on the other hand was bursting out in laughter. "Why is everyone so pissed off?"
"Ashley, is now being a dick to everyone," he said. I raised my eyebrows.
Shocker.
Whenever Ashley and me get into a big fight, he takes it out on everyone else, when I just keep to myself.
"What did he say?" Andy asked me seriously.
"We'll talk when we get home," I said.
And little did I know, the bus just pulled up to the house. I grabbed my duffle bag and phone, and I made sure to be the first one off. I grabbed my key out of my bag and opened the door, and ran in.
Right then, I ran up to my room and jumped on my bed. After three months, of being crammed in a tiny bunk, it felt good to be on my bed. I unpacked all my things, put the dirty stuff in the hamper and went to the bathroom that was connected to mine and Andy's room, and took a quick shower.
After putting on a Bring Me the Horizon hoodie, sweatpants, and my hair in a messy bun, I went downstairs. The first person I saw was Ashley, I walked right past him and sat at the table with everyone else.
They all looked suspicious. I looked at them, and they looked at me. When I wasn't paying attention, I felt my hoodie sleeve get pulled up.
I looked up and saw Andy looking at me with tears in his eyes. "Why, Addie?" He asked, hurt filling his voice.
"It's nothing," I said.
"It has to be something, why did you do this to yourself?" He asked again.
"Its," I started, I was scared but built up the courage, "Its Ashley, have you guys heard half the things he says to me? I don't say anything to the fucking guy, and he says something about me."
"What did he say last night?" Jake asked from the other side of the table.
"He called me a worthless piece of shit, and they only reason you took me in is because you feel bad for me," I explained, not realizing that I was now crying. "How did you guys even find out?"
"The same way we found out about your love for Alan Ashby, your notebook was on the floor and Ashley picked it up."
"So, you guys read it, with him," I asked. They all nodded.
Great, now Ashley knows.
I heard someone come downstairs and I turned around and stood up.
"You fucking asshole!"
Still in love
6/14/15