Our big family (book three of Unbroken series)

Ronnie and I walked onto the Falling In Reverse bus holding hands. I was greatful for him, I really was, because without him there I would most likely be passed out in a puddle of blood right now.
"Hey?" Ryan said, looking curiously at our interlocking fingers.
"Hey, Ryan. I'm going to be bunking with Ronnie on your bus for a while. Is that cool with you?" I asked.
"Yeah. What happened? You look like you've been crying?"
"I honestly don't know, you should probably ask Andy," I told him.
I had to force out Andy's name out of my mouth. I remembered how I loved how his name rolling of my tongue felt, now it makes me want to puke. I knew I would never get over him. He was my first love. I would never be able to hate him, but I sure as hell could try. If he wanted nothing to do with me, then I would show him that I was better off without him.
Ryan left the bus to go talk to Andy, and right as he did, Quinn came onto the bus and she looked pissed. Ronnie wasn't the most skilled at handling an angry Quinn because he coated most of his words in thick sarcasm. Quinn stormed off the bus and left Ronnie and I to our own devices.
"So, I was thinking of dedicating two songs tonight," I said.
"Oh? For who?"
"One for Andy and one for you."
"What songs?" Ronnie asked.
"Oh, wouldn't you like to know," I teased, giving him a peck on the lips.
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I had been onstage for nearly thirty minutes and I was still energetic off of my adrenaline. I had been putting in so much more emotion into the songs tonight, and I could tell that the audience was pleased. I definately knew Andy was impressed, though I'm not sure whether or not that was a good thing. Him and Ronnie were both standing backstage within my sight for all of my performance so far and I was suprised that neither of them had beaten the crap out of each other yet. I knew they wanted to, though, because Ronnie and Andy would constantly send each other death glares.
"So, I have two more songs to sing for you guys," I said to the audience, "The first song is for my boyfriend, and the second is for my ex. I hope you guys enjoy."
I began to sing 'Fall For You' by Secondhand Serenade. It was possibly one of my favourite love songs of all time, and it described the relationship between Ronnie and I almost perfectly.
I glanced backstage to Ronnie who wore a stupid, yet adorable grin on his face. I felt a sort of bubble of happiness grow in my chest at the sight of him. I blew him a kiss that he then pretended to catch. I giggled quietly to myself, then turned my attention back to the audience who were cheering like crazy.
"So, this next song is for an ex of mine who broke my heart. It's an acoustic song that Tommy is going to play for me.Here's to you, asshole!" I announced.
Tommy and I grabbed two stools from side-stage and I handed him his black, electric-acoustic guitar, which he proceded to plug into the sound system.
As soon as we were all settled, we both sat down on our stools and Tommy began to play and I began to sing 'Make-up Smeared Eyes.'
I stood up and began to sing the ending with as much anger and passion that I had in me from Andy.
"Oh, this drama sat shotgun
My eyes rain like autumn
Only the glove box knows
How the story goes
Now that this bandage is broken
And the cut's left and open
Tell ya just one thing, this wasn't worth the sting."
I smiled to myself in satisfaction as the song finished. While most people didn't know the song, Andy did. In fact, Juliet, his girlfriend before me, wrote it. I looked at Andy, who looked at me with tortured eyes and I rolled mine. This was payback.
I began to leave the stage when a girl from the audience yelled, "Kit, you're a bitch! You don't deserve Andy, you slut! He's mine!"
I couldn't say I was terribly suprised that his fan-girls still though I was dating him. I went back to the microphone and called the girl out.
"Listen, bitch, I'm not a slut, but I sure as hell can be a bitch when girls like you start throwing insults at me. As for Andy, he's not mine, I never really had him. We're not together anymore, so you can have him, because I don't give a shit!" I yelled.
I stormed off-stage and found my way into Ronnie's arms. He held me close to his chest and kissed my temple. I quickly glanced up at Andy and shot him the most pissed off look I have ever given anyone. He looked hurt, but I didn't care. As I stayed in Ronnie's arms, I felt almost just as protected as I did with Andy. I think I may have been falling for Ronnie.

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