“WHAT!?” Me and Michelle’s band shot up. She just laughed.
“You guys are more upset about this then me! But, the fact is, I finished Warped Tour and couldn’t explain to them why I couldn’t come back when I was supposed to. I got fired.” She shrugged. “No big deal, in my opinion.” I sat back down, and Ashley pulled me into his lap. I looked at him, confused, because he usually gave me a warning before he did anything like this. Silent warning, mind you, like putting his arm around my waist and things like that. He leaned forward a little and kissed my neck.
“I don’t like the way he looks at you,” he whispered.
“Who?”
“Jacob.”
“Jealous?” I chuckled. He snorted.
“Hardly. I know for a fact you are all mine.” He gave me a quick kiss, and I saw Jacob glare at us from the corner of my eye. Man. If looks could kill…
I looked over at Michelle because she had been silent this whole time. She was on the verge of tears again. I tried to get away from Ashley, but he pulled his grip tighter on me.
“Ashley,” I whispered, “I need to help Michelle.” He looked at her, and then let me go. I walked over to Michelle, grabbed her arm, and yanked her to her bunk. “What’s wrong?” Her tears started to flow freely.
“I feel like such a piece of shit, Amarie! I lost my job, James has to go back to his job, so now he is the only one supporting us and his job doesn’t pay that much, and then there is the fact that, yes the band is getting a great start, but we haven’t really made it that far!” She sat down and started to reach into her boot.
“What are you doing?”
“Seven years are about to go down the drain, Amarie.” She pulled out a pocket knife and opened it. I lunged forward and grabbed it.
“NO!” Argh! That hurt my throat. The numbing things were wearing off. “You are not going to do this! James! Jacob! Matthew!” They all came running in and took in the scene. “Help me!” Jacob took the knife from Michelle and gave it to Matthew. He ran out of the room to hide it. James grabbed Michelle and pulled her into him, closing the curtain on the bunk. I looked at Jacob. “I guess we should-“ he cut me off with a kiss. I shoved him away. “What the hell Jacob!?”
“Can you…can we talk? Outside? Please?” I sighed, but nodded. I walked over to Ashley.
“He fucking kissed me.” He started to stand up, but I shoved him back down. “Listen! He wants to talk. I’m going outside to talk to him, and that will be that, OK?” He nodded so I walked outside. Jacob was waiting for me. “What do you want?”
“Amarie, please don’t hate me for what happened in there. I really like you, and it pisses me off that you are with him instead of me.”
“So you kissed me.” He nodded.
“Can you give me just one chance?” He looked at me with pleading eyes. I slowly shook my head.
“I’m sorry, Jacob. But Ashley and I are married, and I love him very much. There is no reason that I should hate you, I understand. Ashley kind of did the same thing to me, actually.” I smiled, remembering our first kiss. “Anyway, you really shouldn’t get hung up on me. Find another girl, move on.” He stared at me, pain clearly written on his face.
“Fine,” he sighed. He looked over my shoulder, got a look in his eyes, snatched me up and kissed me again. I shoved him away, and his head hit the side of the bus.
“What the hell did I just tell you!?” Man, this yelling was not helping my throat. That’s when the shadow fell over me. I looked over my shoulder and saw Ashley. He strode over to Jacob, who was rubbing his head. He picked up him by the collar of his shirt until only his toes were really touching the ground.
“You listen and you listen clear. That is my wife. She is mine. You will never have her. If I catch you touching her again, you are a dead man. I don’t care you are a part of her friends band. You are replaceable.” He got close to Jacob’s face. “Got it?” The look on Ashley’s face was really scaring me. I grabbed his arm and pulled on it.
“Ashley. Please put him down.” My voice was shaking, I was that scared. He looked at me, saw the fear on my face and my shaking hands, and realized he was scaring me. He got a shocked look on his face, and put Jacob down. He pulled me into a hug.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you like that. He just really pissed me off and I couldn’t help it.” I grabbed him tighter, then let go and turned to Jacob, who was getting to his feet.
“Are you OK?” He looked at me, then started to walk toward the bus door. Right before he went back inside, he turned to me.
“If he hadn’t interfered with us, I would have let you go. But now, I won’t give up.” He turned to Ashley. “It’s on, big man.” Ashley smirked.
“You don’t stand a chance.”
Was I in the middle of a love rivalry?
Over me?
I hate being fought over like a prize…

Notes

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