Bullets in a Music Box

The air in the room was warm and stuffy. Screams from the crowd radiated up onto the stage and forced a smile on my face. My feet were at the edge of the stage, almost off of it. The security of the venue were watching me carefully, making sure I didn't fall. The last few days have been amazing. A show every night, interviews and photo shoots galore, and spending time with my band. My hand tossed the mic around softly for a second before I brought it up to my mouth.

"Alright Moscow! You guys are amazing. I think you might be the loudest and most energetic crowd I've seen on this tour! Give yourselves a round of applause," I said and they all screamed.

"This last song is one I've been singing every night, but it sounds a tad different tonight. Tell me what you think. This is, Where I Belong," I said and then grabbed the water bottle from the floor by the drums and took a drink as the other three played the new music to the song. Then I began singing. It was a different feel to the song. Before it was quiet and reserved, I wanted it to be heavier and sound more rock. When I finished it, the crowd was screaming loudly and holding up their rock symbols.

"Tonight has been amazing! Don't forget to grab some of my personally designed merch from the Black Veil Brides table! I'll be down there after BVB plays, come find me and I'll get a picture with you! Good night!" I said into the mic and then ran off stage. Every muscle in my body was awake and wanting to go. My brain was wired and I was fully awake. The first person I ran into was Ronnie, he was fixing his ear pieces.

"Hi Ronnie," I exclaimed and he looked at me weirdly.

"Hi Sadee. You okay there?" He chuckled.

"I am really hyper right now. That crowd is crazy as fuck. You are gonna have so much fun!" I exclaimed and he smiled.

"I hope so," he said. Then I got this idea to take a selfie with him.

"We're gonna take a selfie," I said and wrapped one of my arms around his shoulders and held my phone out. He stuck his tongue out and I did a ridiculous duck face. When the picture was taken, I giggled and posted it to Instagram. Then I walked through backstage. People were running around, getting instruments fixed up, the mic stands ready, and all that stuff. I walked into my dressing room and was surprised to see Andy and Ashley in there, talking.

"Hi, what are you going in my dressing room?" I asked.

"We haven't seen you in a week. That's why," Andy said as he got off the couch and walked over to me.

"I'm sweaty and gross," I said.

"And?" He asked and then gave me a kiss.

"So that crowd was amazing," I said.

"They sounded amazing. And I like what you did with Where I Belong. The heavier sound is better," Ashley said.

"Thank you, I came up with the idea all by myself," I boasted proudly and then sat down on the couch.

"To be honest, I like how you sing it better. If you want to put it on your EP, go ahead," Andy said.

"No, I can't do that. It's not even about my own personal experience," I said.

"I know, but, you sing it better than I do, and I like the music you added to it," he tried to reassure me.

"But, I don't want to steal your song," I whined.

"You're not stealing it if I am saying you can have it," he chuckled and I pouted.

"You act like a three year old sometimes," Ashley said. I smacked his knee and looked up at the clock.

"Your set is in forty five minutes," I said.

"It is. But right now we are relaxing in your dressing room," Andy said and slumped over onto my shoulders and back, forcing me to sit forward.

"You are so heavy, damn," I giggled and he chuckled.

"You two are sickenly cute. I'm taking a picture of this," Ashley said and then I heard his phone make the shutter noise.

"Whatever," I muttered and then quickly slid out from under Andy, making him fall onto the couch.

"Ha!" I laughed and did a dance. He laid on the couch with a pout. I took a picture before walking over to him and giving him a kiss.

"Now who's the three year old?" I asked and then stood up again.

"We should probably head out there," Ashley said. Andy looked at the clock and sighed.

"Fine," he sighed and got off the couch. They walked out of the room, me following them closely. We all got back to side stage and Andy was handed his ear pieces and a mic.

"Do you wanna come out with us later?" Andy asked.

"Like perform with you?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said. I sighed and shook my head.

"Though I do love performing with you, I'm all performed out," I said and dropped my shoulders.

"Fine, be a party pooper," he said. I flipped him off and he sighed.

"I wish," he said quietly and my jaw dropped. He did not just say that.

"Well, we do have three days off after tonight, anything can happen," I said.

"We do don't we? When we get to Maine, we might have to make something happen," he said and wrapped his arms around me. I rested my head on his chest and watched Ronnie perform.

"You two are disgustingly adorable. I wish I had a relationship like that," I heard Zara say.

"You could if you told the person you like that you like them," I said. Her face got red and I smirked. Zara has had a crush on CC since before the tour started. I might have to play cupid. Then I heard Ronnie say his goodbyes and saw him walk over by us.

"Damn, you were right Sadee, that crowd is amazing. You are gonna have so much fun Andy," Ronnie patted Andy on the shoulder and I smiled.

"Joy," he muttered and I looked up at him.

"It's a good thing. They are loud, they sing along, and they will make you smile," I said.

"Let's hope," he said and then I heard a crew member say that BVB had to head out. Andy bent over and gave me a kiss before walking away and out onto stage. I stood on side stage with my arms crossed as they started their set.

"Every night you watch them intently. Don't they perform the same every night?" I heard Jackson ask from next to me. I looked over at him and raised my eye brow.

"Do we perform the same every night?" I asked. He shook his head.

"Exactly. So I watch them intently cause they change it up every night," I said.

"We should go watch from the merch table," he said.

"But that means I have to walk all the way over there," I whined and he chuckled.

"It does, come on lazy ass," he said and grabbed my arm and began pulling me away. I made a face and ran with him.

"You are so demanding Jackson," I said. He shrugged and we began walking next to each other.

"Before we get to the merch table, I wanna get a selfie taken," I said.

"What is it with you and those damn selfies?" He chuckled.

"Don't hate on the selfies asswipe," I said and held my phone up and posed with him. My pose was having one arm wrapped around his neck from behind, and my leg pulled up in front of him. It was kind of an intimate or provocative pose, but I don't care. I took the picture and we continued walking.

"Where're you two going?" Zara asked from in front of us.

"Merch table," Jackson said.

"I'm coming with you," she said and grabbed onto my arm. We all walked towards the merch table and when we got there, there was a small line of people buying stuff. When I was seen, they all began freaking out and asking for pictures.

"I'll take pictures if you guys get some with all three of us," I said. They shrugged and for a good amount of time I was taking pictures and signing phones and arms. When I was let behind the table, I sat down on the stool and pulled out my phone. From this spot I could see Andy perfectly, and I'm gonna take a nice picture.

"You are like an obsessed fan," Jackson said.

"I'm his number one fan, besides his parents," I said.

"Speaking of which, have you met them?" Jackson asked.

"Not in person, but they follow me on twitter," I said with a smile.

"Cause that's how you make an impression on your boyfriends parents," he chuckled and I smacked him.

"My twitter is the real me, you follow me. You know it's true," I said.

"Never said it wasn't," he said. I rolled my eyes and looked up at the stage. Andy was smiling at the crowd, which made me smile.

"Wanna sell stuff?" A merch guy asked. I looked at him and shrugged.

"Can I sell my stuff?" I asked.

"Whatever," he said. I did a happy dance and walked up to the table.

"Hi, oh my god, you're Sadee Christian," a girl on the other side said, tears almost falling.

"I am, and I think you should get this, cause I designed it myself, just for you," I said. She looked at me with those eyes and nodded.

"It's five dollars," I said and she handed me the money. I handed her the item and she smiled.

"Can you sign it?" She asked.

"Of course I can," I said with a smile before signing it quickly. She walked away a few seconds later with the biggest smile on her face.

"You just lied to her," I heard Jackson say from behind me.

"Shut it Cooley, before I smack you," I said and he chuckled. For a while after that, I sold a few items and signed a few things. Then BVB finished their set, and four encore songs. I decided to head backstage, and pulled Jackson with me. We were laughing as we walked back there and when we got to the dressing room, I heard noises coming from inside. The fuck is going on? I looked at Jackson and he made a face before opening the door, then closing it quickly.

"What the fuck was that?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Pretty sure it was Zara and CC basically having sex, in our dressign room," Jackson giggled and I busted out laughing. The noises kept going so they didn't hear us.

"Let's head to BVB's dressing room, it's safe there, or it should be," I said and we both walked away from our room and to BVB's. The only people inside the room were Andy and Jake. I walked in and stared at them.

'What?" Jake asked.

"You will never guess what is going on in our dressing room right now," I said.

"What's going on?" Andy asked, concern on his face.

"Zara and CC are either making out heavily or in the process of fucking," I said.

"How do you know?" Jake asked, a smile spreading across his face.

"I opened the door and saw it," Jackson said.

"Are thye together?" Jake asked.

"I don't know, but I think they should. They are so cute together!" I exclaimed and walked more into the room and sat down on a stool.

"At least we wait until we are in a hotel room," Andy chuckled and I smiled.

"It's because we are good people," I said.

"Or it's becaue you can be really loud in the hotel rooms," Jake said.

"Or that," I smirked and Andy rolled his eyes. Then Ashley ran into the room with the biggest smile on his face.

"I just walked in on CC and Zara fucking in your dressing room," he said.

"Like actual fucking or heavily making out?" I asked.

"Like actual fucking," he said. I busted out laughing and looked at Jackson.

"I am not letting Zara live this shit down," Jackson laughed and I giggled. Tonight has been amazing. Tomorrow we fly to Maine, exciting!

Notes

So this was a really laid back awesome funny chapter. Sadee and Jackson are growing closer. So far only one person had guess what Sadee is gonna do. There is literally one or two more chapters till shitstorm hits. Message me what you think she does and I'll tell you if you're right!

Question Time: Should I go more into Zara and CC's relationship? What should I do for the next chapter? Let me know!!!

Sadee's Outfit:
http://www.polyvore.com/sadee_bullets_in_music_box/set?id=141087308

SMILES!!!! (As Always!)