Unsung Heroes

Ch. 12 On the Road Again!
Warped Tour was coming up, and Black Veil Brides was part of it. Yay!… for Ash. I had work, which meant that I couldn’t be there the whole time, as much as I desperately wanted to. I had a job, and I needed to be able to pay rent for my apartment, and if I was gone all summer, my job would be given to someone else, and I liked my job, so I planned on keeping it as long as possible.
To say Ash was disappointed would be the understatement of the CENTURY. He was so excited to tell me about Warped, his eyes lit up and he was all but dancing in place. When he told me how long it was going to be, I had to tell him that there’d be no WAY that I could get the whole summer off, and the disappointment that came over his face was heartbreaking. Then he got mad and I got mad and… yeah.
It was decided that I would come and see the band every other weekend – I work Saturdays but not Sundays so I got to go Friday night and leave Monday morning and just take the afternoon shift.
The fight Ash and I had over it wasn’t fun at all, though.

(Flashback)

I was standing in Ash’s kitchen, pouring myself a glass of wine. Ash’s array of alcohol he kept in his house was kind of amazing. Most people would think it made him an alcoholic, but I knew he didn’t drink more than a couple beers all that often unless we were going out, but whatever.
Ash suddenly burst through the door like a bat out of hell, grinning so widely that he looked like the Joker, holding a stack of papers in one hand.
He marched triumphantly into the kitchen and slammed his papers on the counter – making me jump – and took the bottle from me and set it on the counter.
“Hey,” I started to say. “What’re you” –
He cut me off by dipping me and kissing me hard for a solid ten seconds before bringing me back up and breaking the kiss with a loud smacking sound.
Starting to giggle, I brushed my hair out of my face. “Well, if all your hellos are going to be like that, by all means, keep doing it.”
He barked out a laugh and rolled his eyes. “Sure, Babe. I can do that.”
I picked up my glass and took a sip and then remembered the papers on the counter. Ash was doing what kind of looked like the “I have to pee” dance/the “Ask me how my day was” dance.
“So, what has you in such a good mood?”
His smile somehow got even bigger.
“I got good news today at the studio!” He said happily, taking my wine and downing it in one go.
“Hey!”
He kissed me hard again and pulled me flush against him.
“Babe,” he said, looking intensely into my eyes, his chocolate eyes sparkling with excitement. “We’re taking the main stage at Warped Tour, this summer!” He waited for my reaction.
I smiled widely and embraced him tightly, kissing him hard. “Baby, that’s awesome! I’m so proud of you!”
He pulled me to him so tightly I was having trouble breathing and my tits were starting to hurt from being pressed into his chest. He picked me up and twirled me in a circle right there in the kitchen.
“Thank, Indy. I’m so excited you have no idea!”
I kept smiling until I realized that he said that it was “summer.” What the fuck did that mean?
“Um, Ash?” I asked as he used my glass to pour himself another glass of wine. “When exactly is Warped Tour?”
He pursued his lips and then said. “All summer. Why? You are coming, right?”
I bit my lower lip. “I don’t think I can. Baby, I have work. If I just suddenly up and left to on Warped Tour with you, I could lose it. I don’t wanna lose it, I like having my apartment and stuff.”
A look suddenly came over his face that made me feel like I was two feet tall. He picked up the wine bottle, forgoing the glass, and walked silently into the living room. I followed him to the door to see him sprawl out on the couch, with the wine and Killer and Tokyo curled up next to him. He grabbed the TV remote and turned it on, watching something that looked like some criminal investigation show, but I don’t really know what it was.
Sighing, I crossed to him and sat down next to him and picked up Killer, cuddling with him and bringing my legs up under me.
“Ash?”
He didn’t answer me.
“Are you just going to ignore me until I agree to spend the whole summer on the road with you?”
Still, no answer. He just took a swig from the wine bottle. I think it was mostly to piss me off, because one of my pet peeves was drinking from a container that everyone’s supposed to share.
“Babe, please, talk to me.” I set Killer down and crawled across the couch to him and basically sat on his leg, facing him. He still ignored me, his eyes on the TV, though he didn’t seem to really be seeing it.
“Baby, you know I would do anything to spend the whole summer with you. I’d love nothing better than to see you and the guys performing on that stage. But I can’t afford to do that with the kind of money I’m making. I’m barely scraping by, as it is.”
He continued to ignore me, just letting out a grunt and taking another, deep swig from the bottle.
I groaned and stood up. “Fine, I give up. Sit there and sulk like a child, because THAT always solves your problems!” I hissed, snatching the bottle from him and marching back into the kitchen.
“Hey!” He got up suddenly and followed after me.
“Oh, it speaks!” I mocked angrily, nearly slamming the bottle on the counter.
He stood at the edge of the counter, his arms folded angrily across his chest. “Don’t mock me, Indigo. You know how much this tour means to us!”
I folded my arms across my chest, underneath my chest. “And you know how much I need my job! Do you think I LIKE making minimum wage? Don’t you know that, if I could, I’d quit just so I could find something better to do that to stand in a mostly empty department store and listen to Barb tell me about her latest one night stand? Well, I fucking don’t! I’d rather have my leg cut off, but life doesn’t fucking work that way! If you’re just going to be a petulant child about this, than I don’t” –
“Don’t what, Indy,” He snapped. “Don’t know what you’ll do? Why can’t you quit, huh? If you hate it so much, why can’t you fucking quit?”
“Because I will hate myself if I do! All it does is prove to everyone back in Rio, especially my grandparents, that they were right about me!”
Oh, did I forget to mention that my asshole grandparents thought I was never going to make it in life and that I couldn’t hold a job for more than a few months?
He looked confused. “Right about what?”
“That I’m a failure who can’t keep her focus for more than ten seconds and will end up either in the gutter or dead!”
He looked shocked, and he started to reach out for me, walking forward. “Indy” –
I held up a hand to stop him. My face felt hot and I could feel my eyes start to water. “Não . Apenas não. Eu não preciso de sua piedade ou sua simpatia. Eu posso pegar muito bem no meu próprio, e eu estive que por sete anos , então eu sei que eu posso! Não me toque , me deixe em paz!”
Angrily, I pushed past him out of the kitchen to his bedroom, slamming the door behind me and falling on my face on his bed. I curled into a ball and pressed my face into a pillow to try and stem the tears that were threatening to fall. Too bad my eyes had other plans, and I could feel the pillow slowly become damp with my tears.
I heard the door open and close quietly, and soft footsteps coming over to me. I decided not to move and let Ash decide whether or not he should approach me. The side of the bed suddenly dipped as he sat down next to me, behind me. Then the dip of the bed went from being kind of away from me to being right behind me and I felt his chest against my back and he brought his legs up to behind me to curl up around me and his arms were around my waist.
“Baby?” He said timidly. I didn’t answer, but a small whimper somehow made its way out of my mouth and I pulled the pillow closer to my face.
He gently pulled the pillow from me and pulled me around to face him. Our legs ended to weird where they were kind of intertwined but it was kind of like our legs were at each other’s waists.
I didn’t look him in the eye, but I did go from gripping the front of his wifebeater and pushing my face into his neck. I felt his arms go around my back and one of them into my hair, gently pulling at the faded strands. I needed to dye it soon, UGH!
“Baby, I’m sorry I got mad at you. I’m just mad that I can’t bring you to something that means a lone to both me and the band, and I know how much fun you’d have there. I know you have to work, but this is just me being selfish, so…”
I pushed my face further into his neck, feeling it get hot. Ash suddenly, gripping me, pulled me over so that I was lying on top of him, my legs on each side of his waist. I still gripped his shirt and kept my face in his neck. He kept his hands on my back.
“Indy, are you okay?”
I sat up and sniffed, wiping my eyes. I looked down and saw him wide eyed.
“Baby, I made you cry?”
Scoffing, I moved off of him and sat cross-legged next to him. He sat up and moved closer to me to wrap an arm around my shoulders and pull me into his side.
“Ash,” My voice was wavering. I buried my face in my hands. “You didn’t make me cry. I don’t know why I’m crying, actually.”
He pulled me into his lap, facing him. He pulled my hands from my face and wiped the tears from my face, but kept his hands on the sides of my face.
“Indy, what’s wrong?”
I sighed and looked at the ceiling before looking back at him. “I’m just angry, I guess. I yelled at you over something that’s not your fault, and I took it out on you, and I don’t know I just” –
He pressed a kiss tenderly to my lips to cut me off.
“Baby, you’re not any of the things that your grandparents said you were. You’re so much better than them, and it’s their own fault for not telling you how amazing and beautiful and smart you are. Indy, I love you so much, and nothing will change that.”
I smiled weakly and curled up into him.
“If you’re trying to be adorable, it’s working.” I could hear the smile in his voice.
I sat up and put my arms on his shoulders. “Ash, I want to go with you on tour SO BAD but I can’t just not go to work.”
He smiled. “Don’t worry, we’ll figure something out.”

(End Flashback)

It’s the night before he’s leaving. We’d spent the whole day going around LA basically just acting like tourists. That included going to the Hollywood sign, the Chinese Theater, etc. Outside the theater, there were all the weird people dressed as characters who were either drunk or stoned off their ass or homeless. There was a guy dressed as Batman, so Ash and I posed with him to send to Andy as a joke. The guy then grabbed my ass and Ash almost punched him in the nose, but I did that before he could.
After that, we got lunch in the Grove. Ash unfortunately started to get recognized there by fans who started to walk up to us – and glaring at me the whole time in the process – and asking Ash for pictures and shit. I don’t have a problem with fans, but I did have a problem with the way they walked up and squealed and then glared at me. They’ve known about me for a while, now, since Ash decided to announce our relationship a couple weeks ago on Twitter and Facebook and Instagram with a picture of us kissing and the caption, “Me and my girl. That’s right, I am OFFICIALLY off the market.” Most of the comments consisted of things like “Oh my god REALLY???” and “Crying now” and some were rude about me only being interested in him for fame… because, yeah, that’s EXACTLY what I wanted from Ashley. After not doing ANYTHING to make me interesting in the public eye, I was looking for FAME from Ashley.
After that, we went back to his apartment so that I could help him pack. Because the tour was going to be for a while, he was basically bringing everything in his apartment, and I was dog-sitting his two poms.
I was putting pants in one of his suitcases when I felt him come up behind me.
“Baby,” he whined in my ear. “I’m bored and I’m tired of packing.”
I grinned. “Well, if you don’t want to have to get up early tomorrow to pack before the bus gets here at 8 am, you have to keep packing.”
He whined again and pressed his lips to my neck and started to kiss me all over the back of my neck. I felt my crotch get hot when he did that – anywhere on my neck would turn me on – and knew that if he kept that up, my knees would give out and he’d probably pull me into his room.
“Ash,” I groaned out, trying to not let out a moan when he bit down on the top of my ear, catching one of my piercings between his teeth. “If you keep that up, I swear…”
He spun me around and picked me up. I let out a surprised noise and wrapped my legs around his waist. The look in his eyes looked like a combination of lust and love, but mostly lust.
I felt my back get pressed into the wall and he was suddenly kissing me fiercely. When I started to kiss him back, my mouth opened and his tongue entered it, swirling around in my mouth. I brought one hand up to tangle into his hair and I gripped the back of his neck with the other.
I felt a hand go up my shirt and pushed my bra out of the way so he could pull at my left nipple. I moaned into his mouth and then suddenly he pulled away from me to set me on the ground. My shirt was suddenly gone, and he all but ripped my bra off. Then he got on his knees in front of me and pulled my yoga pants off – that must be why he’s so frisky – and then my underwear.
I pulled him up to yank his shirt over his head and then I messed with his belt, struggling to undo the giant buckle and then pushing his pants down when I succeeded. He’d gone commando – he must have been planning this – and I moaned at the sight. He pulled me back up so that my legs were back around his waist and his erection was poking me between my legs, spreading my lips apart. We moaned simultaneously.
I pulled Ash in to kiss him harshly as the head of his dick spread me apart further and entered me entirely in one movement. I screamed into Ash’s mouth, and he had to pull away to kiss and suck at my neck as he waited for me to adjust.
“Goddam, Indy, you’re so tight, oh my fucking god!” He moaned into my neck.
When he started thrusting into me, he was directly hitting my spot, making me see stars and my vision go slightly blurry. I’d tilted my head back and reached up behind me with one of my arms up to grab at the wall so that my head wouldn’t hit the wall.
“Ash, oh my fucking god, right there! Right the fuck there keep going, don’t stop!” I screamed out.
Suddenly, he pulled my close and away from the wall and semi-stumbled over to the couch and laid me onto it, one leg around his waist still and the other over the edge of the couch. I reached behind me to grab the arm of the couch and he leaned down to suck at my right nipple and palm the other as he continued to forcefully thrust into me.
We continued like this for what felt like forever when it was really more like a half an hour.
“Ash, I can’t… I…” I tried to get out but the pleasure coursing through my body was overwhelming.
“Indy, me too, I… I can’t,” He moaned into my chest.
I brought his head up to kiss me as he thrust into me a handful more times until I had to break away to cry out as I came, clamping down on his dick as he bit down on my collarbone and moaned loudly as he came.
He collapsed on top of me, breathing on my chest. We both panted, drenched in sweat.
“So… yeah,” I said, laughing slightly. “That was awesome.”
He laughed and pulled himself up and out of me and looked down. Then he paled sudden;y and looked up at me.
“Indy, did we use a condom?”
Oh, shit.
I shrugged. “Eh, I’m on the pill, we should be fine.”
He laughed nervously. “Okay, if you say so.”
I giggled. “Yeah, so we should probably finish packing.”
After about ten minutes of repeatedly saying that, we did manage to get up and keep packing, but we were too lazy to put our clothes back on, so we spent at least two more hours packing and didn’t finish till almost one in the morning because we kept staring at each other.
At least we spent our last night at home together with a bang… get it? Ha ha!

Notes

My longest chapter yet! :) I had fun writing this!

Translation: Não . Apenas não. Eu não preciso de sua piedade ou sua simpatia. Eu posso pegar muito bem no meu próprio, e eu estive que por sete anos , então eu sei que eu posso! Não me toque , me deixe em paz! means:
No . Just don't. I do not need your pity or your sympathy. I can get by very well on my own, and I've been that for seven years , so I know I can ! Do not touch me , leave me alone ! "

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