Rebel Love Song

My brother and Blake continued to talk after I heard the most dreadful sentence. I poured myself more shots and quickly threw my head back, the burn going away the more I drank. I stumbled away from the small kitchen area and walked towards the back lounge. On my way there, I bumped into someone. “Sorry!” I screamed, then laughed. When I met those eyes, my heart melted. “Ashy! Hi, baby!” I said, beaming. He shook his head at me.


“Come on, Ads. I’m going to get you to sleep before you do something you regret,” he simply said, grabbing my arm and leading me towards the back lounge that was empty, and strictly off limits to any guests that aren’t part of the Black Veil team.


“What am I going to regret? Punching Blake and my brother in the face? Because trust me I wouldn’t regret that.” I crossed my arms over my chest, releasing myself from Ashley’s grip. I turned on my heel, not remembering why I was going towards the back lounge to begin with. “Andy! C’mere!” I screamed over the music. He excused himself from his conversation with Blake and came my way.


“What’s up, Addie?” he sweetly said. I rolled my eyes at him. I may be a little buzzed but not enough to forget what I heard Andy say.


“Don’t ‘What’s up, Addie’ me. I’m not fucking stupid.”


“Addie, you’re drunk. Just go lay down, it’s dying down anyway.”


“It just started how is it dying down, Andrew?”


“I just don’t want you doing or saying anything that you’re going to regret when you’re sober.”


“Why the hell is everyone telling me that?” I asked sternly. I was tired of people telling me I’m going to regret things just because I’m a little bit drunk. “Whatever, Andy. We’ll talk tomorrow, I guess.” I spat at him. I turned on my heel and went back to the back lounge and threw my body on the circular couch. Fuck this.


- THE NEXT DAY -

I woke up with a killer headache. The bus was eerily quiet, and I was on the floor. Why? I honestly don’t know.

I picked my body up and stood on my feet. I was really dizzy. I honestly don’t remember how much I drank last night. But the more I think, the more I know my headache isn’t from any alcohol or liquor. It’s from my brother. He’s such a bitch and an irritating swine.


Like, I can’t believe my own brother would want to do something like that to me. Doesn’t he see that I’m really happy where I am? I don’t get why he would do something like this. And I don’t know why Blake would go along with it. As I continued to stand there and mentally complain to myself about Andy, my body halted forward. My hands ended up stopping me from flaceplanting on the floor by smacking on to the door that leads into the back lounge.


After that I instantly heard voices. I heard feet padding around and I pressed the button to slide the door open. I saw Andy run up to the front. “What happened, Joe?” he questioned.


“Some fucking dick stopped short. Is everyone okay? Were they all in their bunks?” He asked. Andy nodded and then looked back at me. I was standing there, distraught. I hate accidents and I know that something must’ve happened to the bus because Joe wasn’t driving. Andy turned and came over to me.


“Are you okay, Ads?” He asked, wrapping his arms around me. “I know you hate accidents.” I instantly pushed him off of me, muttering that I’m fine. I went over the Ashley’s bunk and snuck my way in there. He wasn’t in there because he was outside of the bus with Joe calling the bus insurance company. This accident basically sets us back a few hours. The guys have soundcheck at 7 for their first show of tour and it’s currently noon.

Ashley came back on the bus, putting his phone in his back pocket. “Don’t worry guys, we’ll be good. The bus company is sending some parts and we’ll be on the road before we know it. We’ll be there in time for our soundcheck,” he said, ending his sentence with a smile. I got out of the bunk and engulfed him. AS much as I would want my brother after a situation like this, Ashley was the only one I could tolerate right now.

He let go of me, announcing to everyone he was using the shower first. I sat myself on one of the front couches and leaned my head back and let out a deep breath.


I needed time away from Blake and Andy so I could figure out how to handle the situation of their conversation last night. But that didn’t work out well considering Blake sat down right next to me.

Notes

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