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A Dreamers Prayer

"Just Get in a Few Punchs": Part Two

Andy POV

Her lips tasted like roses. It's silly, I know but how else am I supposed to describe the taste of those things. They were feather soft and...I want more. I know that Ben already has a problem with me. He told me he did after the first couple of days on tour. He told me that he wasn't ready to let go of her and that I need to watch where I step. After breakfast I have a feeling that I took a wrong step. But frankly, I don't give a shit. Vic was gorgeous, talented, funny, and she accepted who I was. When Vic stayed behind in the lobby I knew she was going to talk to Ben. Sitting in CC's an Ashley's room I decided to pull out my phone and check on social networking. Darin, Jason, and Lilly had joined us and Darin, Jason, and CC were currently playing Black Ops. I sat out on this one and messing with my phone texting back friends who had texted and reading over the tweets fans had sent me. They always warmed my heart to see that my band meant so much to them. They are the ones I should be thanking. Without them we wouldn't be here right now.

Lilly sits down beside me on the couch and pokes at my phone. “Hey!” I yelled when she closed me out of instagram.

She lust laughs and pulls out her own phone and texts someone. “Um...” she starts to say something when banging echos from the door.

Darin mindlessly opens the door and a raging guitarist burst through. Darin stumbles back and I stand off of the couch seeing how angry Ben looks.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?! You're turning her against me!” Ben yells in my face.

“I haven't done anything. That was all you.” I say realizing that the last sentence wasn't such a good idea.

I don't even see his fist coming at my face when it hits me right in the nose. I hold my nose feeling blood start to pour. CC stops his game and both him and Jason come over to stop what was starting. I would have punched him back, in fact, I did. I throw a good one at him and he stumbles back. In just seconds he comes back at me and then next thing I know we're beating the hell out of each other with everyone else trying to get me off of him and vice versa.

“Stop!” I hear Vic yell.

I am currently the one on the floor with Ben over me beating the shit out of me. I can barley see Vic try to pull Ben off of me when he swings his arm to her face and hits her. She squeals and takes a few steps back holding her cheek. Ben stops awed at what he just did.

“Vic, oh my god...I'm so sorry!” He yells getting off of me and trying to make what he just did better.

I stand up too to see that he had split her lip open. Lilly was at her side trying to wipe the blood off with a towel from the bathroom. I look at her with a sorry expression on my face. She can see it and gives me back a 'why didn't you just stop it when it started?' look. I keep my mouth open wanting to tell her I was sorry but she was more interested in getting away from everyone. Lilly rushes her out of the room and the rest of us, who I now realize that Jake, Jinxx, and Ashley had joined, stood in the middle of the room just wondering what the hell had just happened.

Ben looks to me with 'I fucking hate you.' “Don't try to blame this one on me too. This was all you.” I say realizing that my lip was somewhat swollen.

Man, Jon is going to kill me. How was I going to sing for the fans tonight when I can't even close my mouth without it throbbing with pain. Ben huffs and leaves the room. Jason follows him out with, as usual, not much expression. Darin looks at all of us before nervously leaving. I think he fears he was choosing sides when he walked out with him.

“Dude, that kid hates you.” CC laughs.

Everyone looks to him, “no, just, why?” Ashley questions.

“He's right, I should probably clean this up.” I say walking out of the room and walking to my own.

I just really hope that Vic isn't in there. What am I going to say to her? That I let my dominance get the better of me and I fought for what I wanted? I walk into an empty room. I sigh and head to the bathroom. I wet a towel and wipe the blood off of my lip and under my nose. When I'm done the only thing left is a few cuts. Rather big cuts but only three or so. The meet and greet and concert tonight was going to be a blast....

About 30 minutes before the meet and greets will start Jon and Lou came to all of our rooms to usher us to the bus. “What the hell happened to you?” Jon asks.

“Nothing,” I mumble knowing what I was going to get from him.

“He got in a fight with Ben.” CC burst out.

I slowly turn to him and stare him down. “Thanks,” I mouth.

CC shakes his head then rushes out to the lobby. “A fight is the last thing we need. Make up with him or something. No fights on tour, I thought we agreed on this Warped '11?”

“Yeah, sorry. Won't happen again.” I say just wanting to get to the bus without colliding with ADP.

“You're lucky you don't have any broken bones!” I hear Lou yell.

“I'm sorry, okay?!” Ben yells back shoving past me to the lobby.

“Hey, Andy!” I turn to see Lou just a few feet back.

“What's up?” I ask casually.

“He has temper problems, especially when it comes to Vic. Just for future, exercise his need for physical abuse.” He put it better than Jon did.

“Yeah, for sure.”

“Man, we know who won that fight.” He laughs.

I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or an insult. I hadn't taken a look at Ben yet. I just fake a laugh and get out to the bus which is already running. I hop on to seeing Ben, Jake, CC, Jinxx, and Darin on the couch or on the floor next to the couch. I make my way to the back of the bus and lay in my bunk not wanting any more confrontations. I hear Vic and Lilly get on the bus when Lilly starts yelling at Ben for being so childish. I faintly see Vic come to the back and give me a half smile. I don't return it and she crawl in her own bunk. Obviously not wanting any more fights either.

We get to the venue in a matter of minutes. We all hop off and rush inside needing to get seated for the meet and greets. The fans are finally allowed to come in and people surround us. My band mates and I were at one table with the other band on their own. It is the normal meet and greet with a lot of questions about why I had cuts on my face, and other fans asking if I was okay and if I needed a hug. I said yes to every hug kind of wanting them anyway. The concert starts and tonight there are no local bands to play so A Dreamers Prayer gets right up there. They finish their set, I could tell that they were all off of their game, although they still sounded good. I fear that we will be slightly off tonight too.

Our set was the normal 'play the songs' 'call out the haters' and 'scream your lungs out.' We finish with In The End and run off stage. I know we were slightly off but the fans still loved it. Jon tells us that tonight we were driving all night to the next venue. We get in the bus and head back to the hotel to pack. Ashley wants to hit up the clubs but Jon told him that tonight was not the night. He could tell that none of us were doing our best and we just wanted to get some sleep, even if it was on a moving bus. ADP gets in their van when they're ready but Vic comes on the bus with us. Like always Ashley is the last one on but once he gets there we take off.

About the time when everyone was tired out and was sleeping in their bunks I hear someone walk across the bus and tap on the side of my bunk. I open the curtain to seeing a teary Vic. I soften my eyes.

“Can I sleep in your bunk?” She chokes.

I am surprised she is asking this after the fight. “Of course.” I say moving closer to the wall letting her climb in next to me.

She leans her head against my pillow and rests her hand on my chest. I stoke her hair with my hand and bring her closer to me.

She chuckles a little before talking, “I don't know what it is with me and guys.” Then she starts to cry.

“Shhh, it's be all okay in the end. You will always have me.” I try to smile.

She laughs a little and nuzzles her head to my chest. “Good night, Andy.”

“Good night, Vic,” I kiss her forehead then drift off to sleep.

Notes

I felt that Andy needed his POV in the story and a good fight was jut begging to come out!!! What did you guys think? All feed back is welcomed!

Comments

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