Give Me A Sign, I Want To Believe
Retweets and Deep Conversations
*Time Lapse to July 2nd*
I woke up around 7 and walked to the kitchen and made myself some cereal. Ally was currently running with Trixy and would be back by 8.
My therapist said I was able to walk around because my leg was strengthening faster than expected. I didn’t have therapy today because of my back appointment. Tomorrow is the last day of therapy which means Warped is in 3 days! WOO HOO! I can’t wait to see all the fans. My concussion is said to be cleared by October. I’ve been playing guitar at home as therapy for my arm and wrist. Gabe, my therapist, has been telling me that it’s a good idea to do that so my arm and wrist can get used to fast motions easily. I haven’t really talked to the rest of the band since Ally. Andy calls here and there along with Jinxx. Ashley texts me every few days to see how we are. CC hasn’t called, visited, or texted since the incident. All I know is that if CC keeps this up, Warped Tour will not only be awkward for me and the band, but also the fans will start to notice and feel awkward around us. I’ve called CC but it goes straight to voicemail. Andy told me that CC hasn’t answered anybody. Lauren even said that he’s changed. He’s gotten all serious and spends most of his time on the drums.
Just as I was finishing my cereal, Trixy jumped into my lap as Allyson shut the door. I petted Trixy and got up with Trixy following. I washed the bowl and spoon and put it in the dishwasher. Then I walked over to Ally and wrapped my arms around her waist. I kissed her and smiled.
“How was your run?”
“Good. I saw Dave driving to work. Scar called me and said her and Ash are doing really well. I’ve got work from 12 to 8 today and 9 to 5 tomorrow at the auto shop.” I stuck my tongue out and Ally laughed.
“Babe, get dressed you’ve got an appointment in an hour. It takes forty five minutes just to drive to the hospital in traffic so yes we have to leave early and the earlier we get there the quicker we leave.” Ally yelled as she walked to the bathroom to shower. I shook my head and put shorts and a BVB shirt on. I put my black vans on and grabbed my phone. Keys and wallet and stuck them in my pocket. I sat on the couch and watched the news. Nothing interesting was on so I went on twitter. I scrolled through my interactions and saw a bunch of fans who tweeted me. I replied to a few until one caught my eye. It was sent about a week ago. It was from CC, but a fan had retweeted it today. I opened the tweet and clicked on the twit longer link. It was an indirect apology tweet to me.
@ccbvb: Hey guys, it’s CC and I just wanted to say sorry for not being on twitter that much and when I am I’m either a negative lucy or a depressed puggle. I’ve been swarmed with thoughts and haven’t really been able to fully explain them to anyone. Recently, I found a friend who ran from their home because of a triggering event. I called their house and blew my top on them. Now that person did do something wrong, but it wasn’t intended. I didn’t mean to scream at them the way I did. I was just so caught up in what I saw and what was going to happen if I didn’t react. I am EXTREMELY sorry for being a complete asshole and not answering your calls or texts and just bluntly ignoring everyone. If you’re reading this (and you know who you are), then I’m sorry for being the biggest asshole in the history of assholes. I get that you probably hate me and I’d hate me too for what I did. But I am REALLY sorry for what I did.
I love you BVB Army. Thanks for the support. See you all at Warped hopefully.
I hope I can work thing out between us so when we meet it’s not awkward.
Love,
CC The Pug
I read the tweet over a few times and couldn’t find words to describe my feelings. I opened up the message app in my phone and entered CC’s name. I started typing to him asking if I could meet up with him around 2 for lunch or something so we could talk. Minutes later he responded with an okay.
I noticed Ally was out of the shower and dressed, holding the car keys.
“Ready?”
“not really. But hey, if it means getting better than I’ll suck it up.” Ally rolled her eyes and we drove off to the hospital.
*At the doctor’s office*
“Well Jake, your back seems to be doing fine. We did notice that your spine is shifted to the left more than it normally is. But seeing as how you fell, this is normal and should correct itself within the next month or so. Just keep the cast on for the rest of this month then we’ll give you another brace that’ll correct your spine. It allows more movement and it’s much more comfortable than the cast you have now.”
“Cool. Do I have to sit at all or can I stand and play?”
“You can stand Jake. You’re suppose to sit but it’s Warped Tour and you play for an hour at most, so it’s no problem. Just try not to run that much on stage or do a lot of bending. Not heavy lifting either. Other than that and your meds, you’re all set and I can book an appointment for you in whatever state you’ll be in July 30th.”
“Sure. Thanks a lot for the help Dr. Will. See ya soon.” He waved and I met Ally at the car. We drove home and watched Alice In Wonderland. At 12, Ally went to work. I kissed her goodbye and told her I’d see her later.
After Ally left I tweeted my Xbox live name and played some black ops 2. I had some old friends, tour crew, and a few fans join the game. It was really fun. I talked to some girls and guys and they weren’t fanning, they swore and had a good time. They acted like I was a regular person/ friend which was awesome.
At 1:45 everyone left and I got their twitter names and saved it to my notes. I slipped my shoes on, grabbed my keys, wallet and phone and headed to the mall. I made it by 2 which was a miracle. Then again, I only live 20 minutes from the mall. ._. Maybe it’s not a miracle. Whatever, not the point. The point is that I’m here to meet CC.
I walked to the food court and looked for CC. I didn’t see him so I wandered the shops until I found him in Newbury Comics.
“Hey CC.”
“Hi.” He looked through the cd’s until he found BVB’s first album. He picked it up and spun it around in his hands. He put it back and then grabbed our second and third album. He put them side by side. He smiled at the second album. CC looked to our recent album and his smile got a bit smaller. But then he chuckled and his smile grew bigger.
“What’s so funny?”
“I was just thinking about all the music we’ve made. I remember coming into the band being a bit hesitant. I didn’t think the fans would like me. They all loved me and I remember thinking ‘this is the band I want to be in. I wouldn’t trade it for any other band. No one can pay me enough to leave.’ Our second album was heavy and I loved it. Our new album is so much lighter. I miss our heavier sound. But then I remembered how much fun it was to make this album and how much the fans love this.” I smiled and patted his back.
“I think we all loved our heavy sound. Hell, our fourth album could back to that heavy sound. This album is a concept so the sound is like that. But we BVBified it and added heavy riffs and drums where they belonged.”
“Jake, I’m really sorry for being an ass to you. It’s just,” He paused, “It’s just even though Ally and Andy are partners in crime, Ally means so much to me. She’s like my second sister. It really hurt when she turned down that food and I watched her get skinny. Seeing her on that bridge flipped a switch in me. I don’t want Ally going down that road. I had drumming to save me, Ally’s struggling still.” CC sighed and shook his head. I did the only thing I knew best, I hugged him.
“Cee, you were only looking out for her. I get it. I probably would’ve reacted the same way. All that matters is that everyone is okay and its been resolved. And you’re not the biggest asshole in the history of assholes. You’re the total opposite.”
“Yeah. Thanks man.” CC smiled and we walked to the food court and grabbed some lunch.
I woke up around 7 and walked to the kitchen and made myself some cereal. Ally was currently running with Trixy and would be back by 8.
My therapist said I was able to walk around because my leg was strengthening faster than expected. I didn’t have therapy today because of my back appointment. Tomorrow is the last day of therapy which means Warped is in 3 days! WOO HOO! I can’t wait to see all the fans. My concussion is said to be cleared by October. I’ve been playing guitar at home as therapy for my arm and wrist. Gabe, my therapist, has been telling me that it’s a good idea to do that so my arm and wrist can get used to fast motions easily. I haven’t really talked to the rest of the band since Ally. Andy calls here and there along with Jinxx. Ashley texts me every few days to see how we are. CC hasn’t called, visited, or texted since the incident. All I know is that if CC keeps this up, Warped Tour will not only be awkward for me and the band, but also the fans will start to notice and feel awkward around us. I’ve called CC but it goes straight to voicemail. Andy told me that CC hasn’t answered anybody. Lauren even said that he’s changed. He’s gotten all serious and spends most of his time on the drums.
Just as I was finishing my cereal, Trixy jumped into my lap as Allyson shut the door. I petted Trixy and got up with Trixy following. I washed the bowl and spoon and put it in the dishwasher. Then I walked over to Ally and wrapped my arms around her waist. I kissed her and smiled.
“How was your run?”
“Good. I saw Dave driving to work. Scar called me and said her and Ash are doing really well. I’ve got work from 12 to 8 today and 9 to 5 tomorrow at the auto shop.” I stuck my tongue out and Ally laughed.
“Babe, get dressed you’ve got an appointment in an hour. It takes forty five minutes just to drive to the hospital in traffic so yes we have to leave early and the earlier we get there the quicker we leave.” Ally yelled as she walked to the bathroom to shower. I shook my head and put shorts and a BVB shirt on. I put my black vans on and grabbed my phone. Keys and wallet and stuck them in my pocket. I sat on the couch and watched the news. Nothing interesting was on so I went on twitter. I scrolled through my interactions and saw a bunch of fans who tweeted me. I replied to a few until one caught my eye. It was sent about a week ago. It was from CC, but a fan had retweeted it today. I opened the tweet and clicked on the twit longer link. It was an indirect apology tweet to me.
@ccbvb: Hey guys, it’s CC and I just wanted to say sorry for not being on twitter that much and when I am I’m either a negative lucy or a depressed puggle. I’ve been swarmed with thoughts and haven’t really been able to fully explain them to anyone. Recently, I found a friend who ran from their home because of a triggering event. I called their house and blew my top on them. Now that person did do something wrong, but it wasn’t intended. I didn’t mean to scream at them the way I did. I was just so caught up in what I saw and what was going to happen if I didn’t react. I am EXTREMELY sorry for being a complete asshole and not answering your calls or texts and just bluntly ignoring everyone. If you’re reading this (and you know who you are), then I’m sorry for being the biggest asshole in the history of assholes. I get that you probably hate me and I’d hate me too for what I did. But I am REALLY sorry for what I did.
I love you BVB Army. Thanks for the support. See you all at Warped hopefully.
I hope I can work thing out between us so when we meet it’s not awkward.
Love,
CC The Pug
I read the tweet over a few times and couldn’t find words to describe my feelings. I opened up the message app in my phone and entered CC’s name. I started typing to him asking if I could meet up with him around 2 for lunch or something so we could talk. Minutes later he responded with an okay.
I noticed Ally was out of the shower and dressed, holding the car keys.
“Ready?”
“not really. But hey, if it means getting better than I’ll suck it up.” Ally rolled her eyes and we drove off to the hospital.
*At the doctor’s office*
“Well Jake, your back seems to be doing fine. We did notice that your spine is shifted to the left more than it normally is. But seeing as how you fell, this is normal and should correct itself within the next month or so. Just keep the cast on for the rest of this month then we’ll give you another brace that’ll correct your spine. It allows more movement and it’s much more comfortable than the cast you have now.”
“Cool. Do I have to sit at all or can I stand and play?”
“You can stand Jake. You’re suppose to sit but it’s Warped Tour and you play for an hour at most, so it’s no problem. Just try not to run that much on stage or do a lot of bending. Not heavy lifting either. Other than that and your meds, you’re all set and I can book an appointment for you in whatever state you’ll be in July 30th.”
“Sure. Thanks a lot for the help Dr. Will. See ya soon.” He waved and I met Ally at the car. We drove home and watched Alice In Wonderland. At 12, Ally went to work. I kissed her goodbye and told her I’d see her later.
After Ally left I tweeted my Xbox live name and played some black ops 2. I had some old friends, tour crew, and a few fans join the game. It was really fun. I talked to some girls and guys and they weren’t fanning, they swore and had a good time. They acted like I was a regular person/ friend which was awesome.
At 1:45 everyone left and I got their twitter names and saved it to my notes. I slipped my shoes on, grabbed my keys, wallet and phone and headed to the mall. I made it by 2 which was a miracle. Then again, I only live 20 minutes from the mall. ._. Maybe it’s not a miracle. Whatever, not the point. The point is that I’m here to meet CC.
I walked to the food court and looked for CC. I didn’t see him so I wandered the shops until I found him in Newbury Comics.
“Hey CC.”
“Hi.” He looked through the cd’s until he found BVB’s first album. He picked it up and spun it around in his hands. He put it back and then grabbed our second and third album. He put them side by side. He smiled at the second album. CC looked to our recent album and his smile got a bit smaller. But then he chuckled and his smile grew bigger.
“What’s so funny?”
“I was just thinking about all the music we’ve made. I remember coming into the band being a bit hesitant. I didn’t think the fans would like me. They all loved me and I remember thinking ‘this is the band I want to be in. I wouldn’t trade it for any other band. No one can pay me enough to leave.’ Our second album was heavy and I loved it. Our new album is so much lighter. I miss our heavier sound. But then I remembered how much fun it was to make this album and how much the fans love this.” I smiled and patted his back.
“I think we all loved our heavy sound. Hell, our fourth album could back to that heavy sound. This album is a concept so the sound is like that. But we BVBified it and added heavy riffs and drums where they belonged.”
“Jake, I’m really sorry for being an ass to you. It’s just,” He paused, “It’s just even though Ally and Andy are partners in crime, Ally means so much to me. She’s like my second sister. It really hurt when she turned down that food and I watched her get skinny. Seeing her on that bridge flipped a switch in me. I don’t want Ally going down that road. I had drumming to save me, Ally’s struggling still.” CC sighed and shook his head. I did the only thing I knew best, I hugged him.
“Cee, you were only looking out for her. I get it. I probably would’ve reacted the same way. All that matters is that everyone is okay and its been resolved. And you’re not the biggest asshole in the history of assholes. You’re the total opposite.”
“Yeah. Thanks man.” CC smiled and we walked to the food court and grabbed some lunch.
Notes
Hey guys it's me. i'm back! i'm sorry i've taken forever to post but i got major writers block and didn't know what to write. Also, i've just started high school so i've been pounded with homework which causes stress. And not to mention i was in a deep shit hole for the past 2 moths :\ sucks to be little freshman me. BUT, despite my stress i have managed to join a band (Broken Remedy look for our facebook page). it's fun bc i'm starting to enjoy myself for once. And even though school's a bitch, i've made some good friends and a few have become really close to me ^.^ One of them though has legit helped me so much and i think i'm starting to get out of that shit hole. i've been slipping in and out but he's been there and i can't be more thankful.So yeah, i'll try to start posting more often iights? good. OH, before i go can you all do me a HUGE FAVOR?? Please message or comment on Bree Barham's story because honest to god, Bree helped me so much that it's ridiculous. I love you Bree <3
Stay Strong my Lovelies. <3 BVB Army till we die
~Wolf Tiger<3
thanks. No problem lovely. it was well earned and i love you too <3 :)
11/7/13