Finding Grace

I trudged out of the cab, exhausted.
And so embarrassed.
I hoped that stupid video never came out.
I slid my key into Andys door, and nudged it open, able to hear the guys all the way from the street. I stepped inside, and blinked.
"Have you guys been playing that game all night?" I asked as I shut the door, and the entire band of Black Veil Brides turned to look at me, shocked to see me standing in the door
. I should have never bought Andy Mario Kart.
I glanced at the time, seeing it was almost one in the morning. I'd tried to tell Andy I'd be late but he'd never texted me back, and now I knew why.
"What happened to your hair?" Ashley demanded. "Is that a cobweb?"
"Oh." I tugged it from my hair with a grimace. "Something like that. You guys remember you have an interview with Kazia Radio at nine tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah, yeah. But we gotta finish this race first," Jinxx told me, weaving his princess around Jakes Yoshi.
"How's the video going?" Ashley asked me, his feet propped on the coffee table amidst sodas and pizza, a bowl of popcorn in his lap.
"Tiring. The director is a slave driver and never shuts up," I muttered, heading for the bedroom. I had intentions of getting all this junk off my face and just going to bed.
"Yeah, I heard Jaime was gonna direct it."
I yawned, stepping into the bedroom. I tossed my duffle into the floor, flicking on the light as I did so.
"Hey," Andy stepped up behind me, closing the door behind him. I turned and gave him a smile, which withered at the look on his face.
"What is it?" I asked, turning to face him.
"I thought you were gonna be back at ten," Andy frowned at me.
"That's what I thought! But Jaime kept the scene going because he couldn't decide how he wanted me and Chris to act, and it wasn't until I threw a tantrum that he let us all go home." I said wearily. It wasn't one of my proudest moments, but it had had to be done.
I rubbed at my arm, seeing glitter everywhere. Okay, so I probably needed a shower before I started shedding sparkles. "Jaime, huh?" Andy sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"I feel like I haven't seen you in days, " he muttered, stepping to me and wrapping his arms around me. I leaned into his embrace, inhaling his familiar scent of cigarettes and cologne.
"Are we okay?" I asked after a moment, his chin resting atop my head. "Is something wrong?"
"We're fine," he told me, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "I just... I miss you is all. I didn't realize most of our break between tour and Warped would be you working with another guy."
I snorted. "It's just Chris, Andy. And he's got a girlfriend."
"I know that." he pulled away, looking tired and annoyed. "But look what happened between us when we started working together."
"Technically that was before we started working together," I yawned, stepping to the mirror to assess the damage of my hair. It did have fake cobwebs in it.
"Leah, I just really don't want you working that anymore." Here we go again.
"Andy, what is the problem?" I demanded, turning on him, abruptly pissed. I was tired, covered in itchy makeup, and had an early day tomorrow to finish up the video. I just wanted to sleep, not listen to him complain or yell or whatever it was he wanted to do tonight.
"How much longer till your finished?"
"Tomorrow is it. Seriously, what is your issue? Do you not like Chris?" I put my hands on my hips. "I'm tired of fighting over this!"
"There's nothing to fight over," he snapped. "And I've got nothing against him, its just ---."
"Just what? You don't like me working with other artists? Are you seriously that afraid I'll cheat on you?" I felt my eyes burn. I'd been starting to wonder if he didn't trust me by the way he'd been acting, questioning my every move since the video started and what time this and that.
"Leah, no, I know you wouldn't ---."
"Then start acting like it! I am so sick of coming here and being interrogated all the time!"
"Well no one made you come here!" he shouted at me, and I glared at him, feeling like a switch had been flicked.
"FINE! you don't want me here? I'll fucking leave!" I jerked my bag out of the floor and slung it over my shoulder. "Get out of my way!"
He pressed his lips together, his beautiful eyes ridiculously blue and blazing. I stalked past him and jerked the bedroom door open so hard it slammed against the wall, causing the mirror to tremble against the wall.
"Leah ---." Andy started as I strode to the door, ignoring all the guys surprised looks.
"Fuck off!" I hissed at him, and stalked outside, feeling the tears start to form.
I hailed a taxi, and hopped in before he could catch up with me.
I had about an hour ride back to the apartment where I would have plenty of time to cey my makeup off.

Notes

Bam! Surprisingly it's up before midnight, even though it's not very long.
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