Poison Ivy

My eyes flicker open to the sound of people yelling and laughing. God.

I swing my legs over the bed pulling my pajama shirt tight to my body, standing up I stretch my body and walk to a quiet bus. Huh seems like the racket was coming from outside.

Pulling out the cereal box from the high cupboard I notice a shadow. I quickly turn around to see Andy.
"Oh god. Are you like I don't know insane from startling me!"

"I was just standing here." He says plainly leaning on the door frame.

"What do you want. And a matter of fact in the damn morning I haven't even had my coffee yet!"

"I don't care," he whispers removing the cereal box from my hand throwing it in the corner. "I don't even care now." he pushes me against the fridge leaving me with a gasp escaping my lips.

His lips pressed to mine as his hand reach down to mu buttock squeezing it hard. "Fuck the contract." He groans stepping back. "Please say yes."

"Yes go screw you're self." I snap pushing him off me. "I don't want to be your slave you belt buckle hell your fucking submissive. Deal with it."

"You want me Ivy. Just admit it. It would be a lot easier."

"Yes okay I want you but I ain't putting my body through hell!" I bellow. "Get out of my bus I place my hands on his chest pushing him out of the bus, he steps back with a grin. "I rather get hit by a truck."

"I love it when you talk dir-"

I slam the door shut with a heavy sigh. I lean back to the door licking the bottom of my lip. "Can't he just quit."

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an hour later I finally exit the bus with red shorts a red poison ivy shirt and red flats. Another day. Putting on my reading glasses I scan through the schedule. "Everton?"

"Yeah?" He grumbles taking a sip of his water.

"Did you get the new merchandise?

He nods pushing his hair back. "Yeah I did. Amanda is on a bender again."

"Where is she?" I whisper.

"Black veil brides bus." I throw him my memo pad walking to the bus with a heavy groan.

I climb on seeing Amanda with head in her hands her hair falling down her shoulders like a curtain. "Amanda again!"

"Finally." I turn my head seeing Andy.

"Come on," I pulled her up letting her head rest on my shoulder. "Knees up, arms around we need to get you sober before you go up on the main stage."

"Lemme help you." Andy grumbles.

"And than?" I snap at him removing her hair from her face. "Selling my soul."

"Lemme just help you." He growls lifting up Amanda in bridal style.

"Okay thank you."

We walk to our bus in stillness. "Just give me a chance." He whispers.

"Just put her down in my bunk." Andy nods placing her softly on the bed.

He turn around with his brow arch. "One night."

"You wanna have sex?" I ask with a laugh.

"Yes."

"And than?" I inquire crossing my arms.

"If you don't like what you see, I won't bother you again, and if," he looks with a evil grin. "You like it, you sign and be mine. Deal?"

"Okay." I nod placing my hand in his."Deal."

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