All Your Hate
I had been dating Jack for a week now, and we only had one week left until tour restarted. I was happy because I didn't want to let any more fans down but I was going to miss him, a lot. Not to mention that I was now stuck with only Andy, who was being even more of a douchebag. Everytime I would hang out with Jack in our hotel he would come in and be really rude to me or him, or just disrupt us. It was really getting on my nerves and I sensed that Jack didn't like it either.
"Hey Scar?" called Alexa from the bathroom. She was just finishing her make up - we were going out to a club tonight with the rest of the band, Black Veil Brides, and Jack.
"Are you ready? Ash just texted saying that they're at the lobby waiting. Apparently Jack's there too and Andy and him aren't looking to happy at seeing each other there."
"Oh," I said, quickly. "Well Alexa I've actually been ready for about half an hour, but I'm gonna go downstairs to make sure that Andy doesn't act like a complete jerk to Jack," I said, rushing out the door with my bag. Walking out into the lobby, I saw everyone waiting for Alexa and I, and I went over to them.
"And where is my girlfriend?" asked Ashley, looking around.
"She's finishing her make up," I said, rolling my eyes.
"Babe, you look hot tonight," said Jack, coming over to me and wrapping one arm around my waist. I swear Andy was trying his best to look away.
"Thank you," I said, blushing. At that moment Alexa came downstairs. She latched her lips onto Ash's and they started making out in the lobby. Ugh. We pulled them apart and then walked towards the two cars that were waiting for us.
We had been at the club for two hours and I was quite drunk this time. Jack kept buying me more and more drinks and I started to feel dizzy. He started kissing me at the bar, his hands holding my hips tightly. He forced my mouth open, basically sticking his toungue down my throat. It was weird and I tried to get him to stop but he didn't realize, he was more drunk than I was.
"No, Jack, stop," I said, breathless. "I don't want to do this," I said, when he reached for the bottom of my dress.
"Aw, you're no fun," he slurred. "Be right back," he stumbled off and I went to the table where the rest of the people were sitting.
"Ooh Scar, you get some girl!" said Sammi, in a high pitched voice, referring to mine and Jack's moment a while ago.
I blushed, "shut up," I mumbled. Everyone laughed, but Andy just stayed put, a stubborn expression on his face.
"What's your problem?" I asked him, deciding to talk to him for the first time in a week. Maybe it was the alchohol that was giving me confidence, I don't know. He looked at me surprised.
"What are you talking about?" he asked, looking at me with an unreadable expression on his face.
"I mean, why do you look so.... annoyed?"
"It's none of your business," he snapped, pushing past me to go to the bar. Okay, I guess he was mad at me again.
An hour had gone by and everyone was ready to leave, because it was almost 4am. We all stood up and then I realized that Jack wasn't with us.. actually I hadn't seen him for ages.
"Hey guys, I'm just gonna go see if I can find Jack," I said. Andy groaned. "What?" I snapped at him.
"We're all tired and now we're being held up by your dumb boyfriend who got lost in the club," he said, rolling his eyes.
"Andy, don't talk about him like that. You aren't much better yourself," I said, turning around and going to look for Jack. Where was he?
I went to the bar first, but I didn't see him. Then I went to the dance floor but I couldn't find him either. I walked to the bathrooms and went inside the girl's one just to fix my hair a little. I walked back outside and then around the corner which led to the private rooms of the club. Suddenly, I heard sounds coming from behind one of the doors. I cautiously opened it. And I shouldn't have, because I had seen something that I never ever wanted to see.
Jack was lying on top of some club skank and they were half naked already. So that's where he had gone, I thought, as tears blurred my vision. He looked up and saw me, and his face was immediately filled with regret. He got off the bed, in only his boxers.
"Scar..." he said, walking towards me. I saw the skank smirk from the bed.
"No," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. I brought my hand up and slapped him as hard as I could across the cheek. "Goodbye, Jack. I never want to see you again," I said, running out of the room and back to where everyone else was. Sammi noticed my running make up.
"Hey Scarlette, what's wrong?" she asked, concerned. I just shook my head, feeling the tears start to fall. I ran out of the club and to one of the cars, and saw everyone else following me, confused.
Two minutes later, Sammi, Jinxx, CC, Dustin, and Andy climbed into the car. Sammi took a seat next to me and hugged me from the side. "What's wrong Scar?" she asked, curious.
"Jack... and that girl..." I said, before breaking down and crying into her shoulder. This had happened yet again. "I'll tell you when we get to the hotel..." I managed to say, and she nodded.
"Ooh Scar, you get some girl!" I heard Sammi say, as Scarlette walked back from the bar after making out with Jack. I was extremely jealous at that moment. And I didn't like Jack. He seemed weird.
She blushed, "shut up," she mumbled. Everyone laughed, but I didn't find it funny at all, and I kept the same expression on my face.
"What's your problem?" she suddenly asked, looking at me. I was surprised that she was talking to me, she hadn't in over a week.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"I mean, why do you look so.... annoyed?"
"It's none of your business," I snapped, pushing past her to go buy a drink. I was really annoyed at her for being with Jack all the time, but I couldn't tell her that. She thinks that I hate her. And she hates me.
After an hour we all decided to leave. Standing up, I saw Scarlette looking around for someone.
"Hey guys, I'm just gonna go see if I can find Jack," she said. I groaned. "What?" she snapped at me.
"We're all tired and now we're being held up by your dumb boyfriend who got lost in the club," I said, rolling my eyes.
"Andy, don't talk about him like that. You aren't much better yourself," she said, turning around and walking off. Ouch, that hurt.
15 minutes went by and she still wasn't back. "There she is!" I heard CC say, so we turned. I saw her and immediately knew that something was wrong.
"Hey Scarlette, what's wrong?" Sammi asked, concerned. She shook her head, suddenly running out of the club. We all followed, worried. I hoped that it wasn't because of anything I had said or done...
We climbed into the car and saw her staring out of the window. Sammi went to sit next to her and I sat furthest away from them as possible. I wanted to hear what was wrong as well, I wished that I was the one comforting her.
"What's the matter?" I heard Sammi say.
"Jack... and that girl..." she replied, before breaking down and crying into her shoulder. "I'll tell you when we get to the hotel..." she managed to say. So it wasn't because of me, it was something that Jack had done. I knew that he would upset her in some way. She wasn't his kind of guy, in my opinion. I was going to get revenge on him though, somehow. No one could hurt Scarlette and get away with it.
We got back to the hotel. I changed into my pyjamas and took off all my make up, then I headed to Sammi's room to talk to her. I knocked on the door and Jinxx answered.
"Hey, Scar," he said, giving me a hug. "Sammi's over there," he pointed to the bed and left the room, probably wanting to let us talk.
"Sammi, you're lucky," I said suddenly. She looked confused.
"Because you have Jinxx. And he's so nice, I can tell he really loves you and he'll never hurt you..." I said, tears forming yet again. She smiled but it faded.
"Hey, what's wrong Scar? What did Jack do? You know you can tell me anything," she said.
I took a deep breath and told her how I had found him with that girl from the club. She was horrified.
"What a jerk," she mumbled.
"Sammi... I need to tell you something that I haven't told anyone else," I said, deciding that I trusted her enough. She nodded, telling me to continue.
"A few years ago, I fell in love with a guy named Brandon. He was lead singer in a small local band in California. We dated for almost 3 years and I truly loved him. I gave him everything... he was my first everything. Then one day I walked in on him making out with one of my best friends. My heart was crushed and I couldn't talk to any of them anymore. I couldn't believe it. And I didn't date anyone else ever since. Now, the first guy that I give a chance does the exact same thing," I said, lying down on the bed and crying. She was silent for a moment.
"Wait, did you say lead singer of a band?" she asked, looking at me.
"Yeah," I said, wiping my eyes.
"Is that why you don't like lead singers of bands? The reason you don't like Andy?" she asked.
"Yes, I can't trust them anymore. But what does this have to do with Andy?" I asked suddenly.
"Oh nothing," she said quickly. "But listen to me, those guys were jerks. They didn't see how much of an amazing person you are and they lost someone special. But you have to understand me when I say this, not all guys are like that. I've been with Jinxx for years and he's never done anything. Alexa's happy with Ash and for once Ash is actually being faithful. The BVB guys are good guys Scar, remember that," she said, and I thought for a moment.
"Yeah, whatever. But I don't want to think about guys for ages," I said, closing my eyes. "Can I sleep here tonight? I'm pretty sure Ash and Alexa are busy in my room," I said and she laughed.
"Sure," she said, turning out the light and climbing into the bed next to mine. I fell asleep immediately, exhausted from the night's events.