Bullets in a Music Box

A small, sharp pain ran from behind my eyes to the back of my head as my car drove through the rain. Not only has today been terrible, but now I have a headache. I stopped my car at a red light and stared ahead. I’m excited to begin recording the EP, it’s something I’ve been wanting to do for a few months now. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m really enjoying the time with Andy, but I really want to get into the studio. As I pushed on the gas pedal to go, my phone began to ring. I grabbed it and answered it quickly.

“Hello,” I muttered and tried focusing on the road.

“Hey, are you okay?” I heard Andy ask.

“It’s been a bad morning and I have a headache, what’s up?” I asked as I turned onto my street.

“I was just calling to let you know that we’re done with the shoot and are on the way back now,” he said.

“Oh, alright. I might be sleeping when you get back then,” I said as I pulled into the garage of the house.

“That’s fine. Um, is it alright that the band is coming over tonight?” He asked.

“I don’t care, I’m just really tired and I need sleep,” I told him and then turned my car off and leaned back in the seat.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” He asked.

“I’m fine. This morning has been terrible, that’s all,” I said and he made a noise.

“What happened?” He asked.

“Well, I missed my session with my trainer. We had a broken pipe in the basement which resulted in me not being able to shower. Then my phone dropped on the floor in the kitchen, which shattered the screen,” I said with a sigh.

“Oh jeez. I’m sorry. Tonight we’ll be all cute and cuddle in bed,” he said.

“Sounds really good,” I smiled and grabbed my bag before climbing out of the car.

“Do you know what my parents are up to today?” He asked.

“Nope, I left the house like two hours ago to meet up with Zara and Callum, they were still sleeping when I left,” I told him as I walked into the kitchen and set my bag down on the counter. Chris was sitting at the kitchen table eating something. I smiled at him and walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

“Alright. That’s fine. What did you talk to Zara and Callum about?” He asked.

“Well, we decided to get into the studio to record the EP so Tyler gets off our back,” I said just before I laid down on the bed and curled myself into a ball.

“Oh, you’re going into the studio? When?” He asked, something in his voice said he was upset about it.

“We decided to go in tomorrow,” I said.

“What about us spending time together?” He asked.

“Andy, I don’t want to talk about this right now,” I sighed.

“Fine, but when I get home we will,” he said.

“Can we wait till after my headache has subsided?” I asked.

“Yeah, you go to sleep, and feel better,” he said.

“Alright, you have fun sitting in a car for the next five hours,” I giggled and he laughed.

“It’s so much fun,” he laughed again and I smiled.

“Well, I’m gonna let you go now. Love you,” I said quietly.

“Love you too. Sleep well,” he said and then hung up. I set my phone down on my pillow and closed my eyes. Sleep soon enveloped me and I was out.



The feeling of something walking over my stomach woke me up a few hours later. As I opened my eyes, I saw Crow standing half on my chest, half on my stomach with his face in mine. He licked my nose and I smiled at him.

“Hello there Crow,” I said and pet his side. He climbed off of me and laid down on the other side of the bed. I rolled over and looked at him. He was looking at me with those glossed over cat eyes and I smiled more. My eyes felt heavy and my head still hurt. I shoved my face into the pillow and sighed. From outside of the room I heard multiple voices. The guys must be over. As my mind woke up, my headache came back full force. I groaned and sat up. The only ibuprofen we have is in the cabinet in the kitchen. I groaned again and got off the bed, wrapping my arms tightly around my waist. As I left the room and walked down the stairs, the voices got louder and there was music being played. I walked into the kitchen and saw Andy and CC talking by the kitchen table. Andy smiled at me and I blinked at him.

“Do you still have a headache?” He asked. I nodded and opened the cabinet to grab the ibuprofen. Once I took some, I turned back to Andy and CC.

“You look like shit Sadee,” CC said and I flipped him off while glaring at him.

“Shut it Coma before I strangle you,” I warned and he raised his eyebrows.

“Simmer down young child,” he said and I glared at him as I walked over by them and wrapped my arms around Andy. When I don’t feel good or am really tired, I get clingy. He wrapped his arm around me and rubbed my back while kissing the top of my head.

“So Zara told me you guys are heading back to the studio,” CC said and I nodded.

“Though if this headache continues, I might not go tomorrow. I feel like shit,” I said and he nodded.

“See, my comment wasn’t that far off,” he smiled and I looked at him.

“I feel like shit yes, but I don’t look like shit. I’m just really tired and just took a like six hour nap,” I said and he shrugged.

“Zara is overly excited for this,” he said.

“I know, she wouldn’t shut up at the coffee shop earlier,” I told him and he smiled.

“She also had coffee so,” he said. I shrugged and cleared my throat.

“Okay, I’m going back upstairs. That bed is calling my name and all of my muscles hurt. Have fun doing whatever it is you are doing,” I told Andy and he nodded before letting me go. I walked upstairs and as I got to the top, Amy walked out of the guest room.

“Oh Sadee, are you feeling okay?” She asked.

“I have a headache, I’m going to go take another nap,” I told her and she nodded.

“You’ve been really stressed lately haven’t you?” She asked. I looked at her and shrugged.

“I guess, but not really. It’s been relaxing spending so much time with Andy,” I said and she nodded.

“I overheard your conversation with Andy earlier and you said you are going back to the studio. Coming from a mom, I don’t think it’s a good idea if you are getting headaches like this,” she said.

“What do you mean?” I asked her.

“You’ve been complaining of headaches most of the week honey,” she chuckled and I nodded.

“I know, but I always get headaches, no matter what my stress level is,” I said.

“Well, I think you should take a few days to just relax, no thinking of your album, no thinking of music, just relax,” she said.

“That sounds nice, but Tyler would never let me do that,” I said.

“I’ll talk to Tyler, you need it. And besides, I scheduled an appointment at a spa about an hour from here for the next two days for us,” she smiled. Wait, what did she do?

“You scheduled two spa days?” I asked.

“Yes, I did. I found this really well known day spa about an hour from here and we are going to spend the next two days there, so you can relax and not worry about your music,” she said. I looked at her and got emotional. My own mother would never have done that.

“Are you alright honey?” She asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just, my mom would have never thought to do that for me,” I said and she put her hands on my shoulders.

“Well, I’ll be your mom now,” she said and then pulled me in for a hug. I wrapped my arms around her and she rubbed my back.

“Thank you Amy,” I told her after we let go of each other.

“It’s no problem dear. Now, go to sleep, I’ll keep the boys quiet downstairs,” she said and pushed me towards my room. I walked into the room and over to the bed. Wow, I’ve never had anyone act so nice towards me, especially someone I hardly know. She seems more like a mom to me than my own ever has. It’s weird, but oddly comforting.

Notes

I have a few things planned for this story. But I think that it has run it's course, so I will be ending it soon. Probably within the next like five or so chapters. But I m writing a sequel to this, kinda. It has more to do with Falling For Fatality and Evanston, but with a splash of BVB. Hope you guys are excited. Let me know.

Peace <3