Devil Choir tour. (sequel to Unbroken)

"I...uh...I need some air." I whispered to Kit and walked out of the bus.

Was it just me or did I just see the two guys I had hoped for. Just think all I wanted was for them to call me. It wasn't like I was forcing them to call me. I just needed some one to talk to. Kit wasn't listening to me and I had a bad habit of spilling all my problems onto other people.

"Quinn... Can we ya know talk?" Ronnie's voice stabbed the silence I was sitting in.

"Oh now you want to talk? How about a year ago? Hell why not on my birthday? At least to wish me a good one?" I said as pissed off as I was I had to keep my cool.

"Quinn I can explain" he said looking at me with pain in his eyes. I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes shut.

"Okay the friggin explain how you couldn't call me." I whispered.

"I was so busy with the new album and doing things with Willow. I just couldn't find time." He said sitting next to me.

Willow, Ronnie's beautiful baby girl, I started crying but didn't make a sound. Excuses I knew every one of them.

"When you left I went off the deep end.. Drugs. Booze. You think all I needed was some one to talk to... No one was there......... Not you... Kit she was depressed.... I don't know how to deal with that." I mumbled and took a pack of cigarettes out.

"I'm sorry Quinn."

"Yeah.... Hah....whatever." I said shoving the pack in my pocket and walking back into the bus to get dressed. I felt empty I looked at my bag Kit got me. I opened at took out the black and pink bikini top and skinny jeans. I was over being lied to. I wasn't listening to it any more. A moment later I pushed to new lip ring's in. There was a knock on the door, I hoped it was Ashley.

"Princess. It's me can I come in?" Ash's voice bled through the door.

"Yeah." I said unlocking the door and letting him in.

"Damn I was right. That does bad ass in that." He said laughing and handing me a dunkin' doughnuts cup.

"Uuh coffee" I said smiling and putting it on my counter. He smiled, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my forehead.

"I love you" he said his voice barely a whisper. I rested my head on his shoulder.

"I love you more." I told him, he let go of me, sliding a finger under my chin, a softly tilting my head up. "Noooo" he said kissing me. The way he kissed me was the way only a girl would dream of. Enough passion behind it too keep it going until someone caught us. He pulled me closer as I tangled my fingers into his hair.
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The concert was about to start and I was in charge of selling band merch. Thank god the venue was outside. Then if anyone tried looking for me they would call me to find me. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone but I was happy to be alone for the rest of the night. Or until it was time to help the guys pack up.

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