The Water In My Lungs

Imogen sat in her black folding chair while a makeup artist powdered her face. For most of her career she was grossed out by others doing her makeup but now she liked it. She guessed that's what happens when people do it for three years...

Andy held her hand softly every so often before going back to sketching things on his note pad. Last night they had gone out to Ash, Jake, CC, and another friend of Andy's, Jinxx's bar. They had gone a little crazy and Imogen was feeling the affects.

"What color lip would you feel most comfortable in?" The artist, Hailey, asked.

"It doesn't matter. Usually I wear red or burgundy." Imogen replied. She felt Andy's hand came back to run across her knuckles and she smiled a bit as he did so. He was so comforting to her.
She heard her phone start to vibrate on the table next to her so she picked it up. "Imogen Blaze." She said, having not even looked at the caller ID.

"It's Andrew." He said, sounding nervous. "We were added to another tour."

Imogen's eyes widened, "And no one thought to tell me!?"

"It was this morning. The record label is enforcing it. It's called the Black Mask Tour. We're headlining with Escape The Fate. Set It Off is on and so is Myka Relocate." Andrew said. Imogen glanced up at her makeup artist and held up a finger before standing up.

"When is it?" She asked, walking away.

"Starts in a few weeks. It was just announced today. It's October 15th through December 16th." He said.

"And we just found out about it!?" Imogen was fuming. This was not supposed to happen to a headlining band.

"I thought you'd be excited, you love touring!" He exclaimed.

She rubbed her forehead and sighed. "I am excited, it's just so last minute."

He was silent for a moment, "I know, I was mad too. Andy can come if you want, I know it would probably comfort you." Imogen suffered from insane anxiety ever since they had started touring and it was her worst flaw. Traveling scared her and being on the road also freaked her out. She always wanted someone to be holding her and when Chris and her broke up, it was like her worst fear came to life.

"I'll see. Thanks for letting me know." She said.

"No problem. Love you?" He chuckled and she only smirked.

"I love you too." She said, pressing end on her phone. She walked back to where her chair was and sat down with a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright." Hailey smiled.

"What's up, babe?" Andy asked, taking her hand.

"Andrew called to tell me that we have a tour coming in three weeks. It's like three months and a headliner. I just found out and I'm beyond pissed off." Imogen replied, looking over at him as Hailey started to do her hair.

He looked stunned and truly sad. Probably because she'd be leaving him for so long. "Im.."

"I know Andy." She said, biting her lip. "We'll talk about it later, okay?" He nodded.

The day went by painfully slow. It was her cover shoot for AP and she knew how important it was but she had to do a photo shoot, an interview, and even had to take a few pictures with Andy since it was all about her life. It was a big step in her career and they were doing it because of her knew album but she was grateful nonetheless.

Later on, Andy and Imogen walked hand in hand to his car. "Babe.." He said, leaning on the hood of the car.

"You can't come can you?" She asked, as she leaned into his chest.

"I can do what I want." He said. "I'm at the point of my career where I can take my work on the road with me. I have tons of tattoos set up for months from now so I'll be able to sketch those out. I'm not letting you go for three months. I won't let you leave me again. Not without me at least." Imogen's eyes watered and she threw her arms around his skinny neck. He laughed at her and buried his face in her hair.

"I love you so much." She said, kissing him softly.

"I love you too." He said, "Let's go home." She nodded and they both got in his car. The drive home was drawn out due to New York City traffic.

When they pulled in front of her apartment building Andy's heart began to speed up. A nice sports car was sitting in the parking lot and he knew the car.

It was Brooke's.

"Is that-"

"Yes." Andy cut her off with a weary look. She opened the door and jumped out of her car. Brooke got out at the same time and Andy felt himself shiver. His mind was pulled into a terrible memory just looking into her wicked eyes.

"You still love her!" Brooke shrieked.

"Of course I do! You're the reason I'm not with her now!" Andy screamed right back. They were standing in his room. Andy refused to sleep in the same bed as her.

She was clutching a picture of Imogen and him that Andy had displayed. She took the frame and slammed it down on the floor making it break into millions of pieces. Andy let out a pained gasp as she picked the photo up and ripped it in half.

"You love me, Andrew." She said, looking at him with wide and ferrel eyes.

"I hate you, Brooklyn." He said, leaning down to pick up some of the glass. "Just leave."
All of the sudden she felt her kick him in the ribs. He gasped at the sudden impact and stood up. She was looking at him, her eyes challenging.

"What the fuck?" He said, raising a brow. She walked to him and slapped across the face. She then dug her nails in to his cheek and ripped skin. "Ow Brooke!" He screamed. He wanted to hit her but he would never. He couldn't hit a woman.

"That's right, you can't fight back." She smirked. "Not after your pathetic father beat your mother."

"You don't know anything about that." He seethed.

"Oh I know everything." She said. "You better get rid of every picture you have of her." She left the room and Andy immediately walked to his bathroom to inspect the cut. It was bad and he couldn't have hated his life more.

Andy snapped out of it as Imogen opened his door. "You okay?"

"F-fine." He touched his cheek, half expecting blood to be there but it was just his pale cheek.

"You don't look fine." She looked nervously at him.

"Let's just go upstairs." He said, getting out of the car. He closed his eyes as he heard the patter of Brooke's heels on the pavement.

"Hello little sister, ex husband." She said, smirking. Imogen wrapped her arm around his waist and glared at her.

"What do you want Brooke?" She said, venom in her voice.

"I can't come to see my sister who I haven't seen in years without you guys assuming I want something!?" Brooke exclaimed. Andy and Imogen looked at each other.

"No." They said together.

"Wow." She scoffed. "Well, you're right. Imogen, I need to tell you something-"

"I don't care." Imogen held her hand up. "Get the fuck out of here. Go back to your perfect little life and let me live mine." The couple pushed past the stunned Brooke and walked back into Imogen's apartment building.

Notes

Like my play on words? "The Black MASK tour." Haha- Andybody? (I did it again)

Anyway, sorry for not updating in so long! Happy heart day!