I'm a Loaded Gun

The club all clapped and told Siren and I how great we sound and that our "performance" was one of the best they had heard. We went to sit with the group. Sammi told us that she and Jinxx were going to go enjoy the rest of the night on the bus since no one was in it. We all pretty much assumed what was going to happen. Siren convinced Ashley to go dance, once again, leaving me alone with Andy. Which wasn't bad, he was one of my musical idols.

"I must say, you have a damn good voice."

"Thanks." I mumbled as I blushed. He leaned forward, facing me, with his hands clasped on his knees. "That means a lot coming from you, you're kind of one of my biggest musical inspirations. I love your lyrics and you have a killer voice."

"Well thank you, people must love feeding my ego." he laughed.

"No I mean it, not to go all fan girl, but your music really helped me in some dark times."

"Enlighten me, if you don't mind me asking. I'm always astounded at the stories I hear about my music."

"Well I used to be bullied really bad and it got to the point I was considering sui-" I was cut off.

Someone's hands locked around my hips and their lips were all over my neck. Seth. Again. God damnit, he reaked of alcohol. "What the fuck Seth! Get off me! You're wasted, again." He pulled his lips off me and glared at Andy.

Andy's face was expressionless. He stared right back at Seth. He suddenly laughed with a smirk. "You know, I'm 19 and yeah I do drink too, but you don't find my drunk ass stumbling around here and harassing people." Seth pushed me out of the way and stood over where Andy was sitting, Andy stood up and towered over Seth.

Seth got very close to Andy's face and said "Listen here you emo fag. She's my girlfriend, and I don't appreciate you embarrassing me in front of her. Why don't you go fix your make up, bitch?"

Andy laughed again. "Go to bed asshole, although I doubt you'll be any friendlier after a nap. She has a right to speak to whoever she wants, and I don't think she appreciates you putting your slobbering lips all over her in public."

Seth moved toward Andy and guard grabbed Seth.

I quickly jumped up and grabbed the guard's arm. "Please, he's just drunk, can you just take him back to the Prescription Poison area? Take him to Phil, Dylan's dad." The guard nodded and hauled off Seth.

"Andy I'm so sorry, he is never like this. Or at least he never was..."

"Hes a real ball of fucking sunshine. What changed?"

"It's a long story Andy, I don't want to bother you with it."

"Come on, why don't you come with me? You can tell me about it, we have all night."
I followed him out of the tent and to his tour bus. He held up a hand, signaling me to stop for a moment and be quiet. He cracked the door to the bus and listened for a moment. "Jinxx and Sammi must have already crashed. Come on, we can go back to My bunk area." I followed him through the bus to the back. He opened the door on the left, revieling two long twin beds. He flicked the switch in the wall, turning on a dim light on the wall. "So, why don't you tell me what happened?"

"I don't even know where to begin." I said as I sat on the bed across from the one Andy was sitting on. "I started dating Seth the second semester of my freshman year. He was my first ever kiss, the first guy I stayed up talking to all night, the first real love. We would stay up all night on the phone and fall asleep like that. We spent almost everyday together. I love him. But last year he started getting popular and hanging out with the preps. They got him to drink, and he got into it every weekend before I knew it. I thought he was just being a guy, until he started calling me when he was drunk earlier this year. He stopped being so gentle. It's like all he wants anymore is physical stuff." I felt hot tears burning on the edges of my eyelids.

"Have you guys slept together? Like...you know."

"No, I'm still a virgin."

"Well that's something you don't hear everyday."

"Yeah, sorry I don't have a juicier story."

"I was just kidding around. That's actually interesting. Please don't take offense in me saying this, but did you ever think he just wants to get in your pants now? And by no means am I saying you should or shouldn't but-"

"Honestly, I don't know. I know his friends hook up all the time. But I want my first time to be special, not forced. I want it to be passionate and considered. Something I will always cherish not look back and want to smack myself in the face for giving in too easily or to the wrong person."

"You shouldn't do it unless you really want to. Honestly that even goes for kissing. Every time I see the fucker his lips are going over some part of you. Doesn't that shit get annoying?"

"Yeah, it's embarrassing. Don't get me wrong, I like kissing as much as the next girl, but not every moment of every fucking day."

"Don't let him push you around. Tell him exactly how it is and if the doesn't like it his sorry ass can deal with it."

I started laughing and a smile spread on Andy's face. "What?" I laughed.

"I don't know, that was such a random time to laugh. You're face was priceless there for a second." he said.

I blushed and looked down. Taking notice of the bed I was sitting on. "Andy, whose bed am I sitting on?"

He bit his lip, trying to hold in a laugh. "It's Ashley's."

I jumped up, "Do you have any idea how many girls he's probably fucked in this bed? Oh my god that's just disgusting."

"There's no way to count, but at least he washes his sheets every tour."

"Once every tour? Eww!" Andy started laughing along with me.

We walked back to the front of the bus. We opened the door just in time to see Ashley lean down and kiss Siren. Oh good Lord... He stopped and looked up, obviously surprised, as was Siren. "Oops" Ashley whispered.

I walked between Ashley and Siren and latched onto Sirens arm and yelled "BEDTIME!" over my shoulder as I hauled her away. We both began to giggle hysterically when we got in the bus, only to realize CC, Jake, Tyler, and Dylan were still playing Black Ops. They paused the game and looked at us like we were crazy. We busted out laughing even harder at their confused expressions.

Siren walked up the stairs into the bus and staring lightly pushing all the guys. "Bedtime guys! Time to get out!" they all groaned. "Come on! Sleepy time, we have all tomorrow and Sunday to party. Now get!"

We said our good nights to CC and Jake and they reluctantly left. Siren and I washed off our make up together in the bathroom and we helped each other remove extensions. I slipped off my jeans for some black silk shorts and just left on my tank top. Allie must have already taken the bunk with the curtains closed. Tyler and Dylan beat us to the bunks. We only had one other bunk. "You take it Siren, I'll sleep on the couch," I offered. I grabbed a blanket from the closet and laid down on the large black leather sofa. I curled up and placed my head on the red suede decor pillow. I pulled the blanket over. I couldn't sleep. I tossed over and over, unable to find comfort enough to sleep.

I got up and pulled my iPod out of my purse. I unraveled the black ear buds and put them in. I returned to the couch and hit play on my BVB playlist. I listen for a few moments to we stitch these wounds when it went silent. Great my iPod's dead. Frustrated I pulled out the buds and tossed my iPod to the foot of the couch. It was too hot on the bus. I sat up and opened the window next to me, allowing the cool breeze to enter the cabin. I laid back down. Soon, I heard a gentle voice singing. I listened hard and realized it was The Morticians Daughter. Andy was singing. I looked out the window. He was sitting alone outside of their bus, singing to himself in the shadowy night. I put my head back down on the pillow. And drifted off with the lyrics slowly fading in my head...

A fuss is made of miles and travels
When roadways are but stones and gravel.
A bleeding heart can conquer every crush.

Notes

Yes I know there's a lot on this one! But it's worth reading. It is fixed now!