I readjusted my body on the leather couch I was laying on in the guys recording studio. My head was on the armrest and I had my legs pulled under my body, leaving space for any unwanted visitor to sit down. I let my body relax to the music that echoed around the room, Words they don’t know how to make amends, All they do is push you to the edge, But it’s not wasted… I let my eyes slip closed as I listened to Andy’s voice fill the air, the gentle strum of the guitar edging perfectly into the chorus. Too soon the song ended and the guys were done with rehearsing for Warped. They had a ten minute break until they wanted to go over some designs for new band merch with Tucker. A shiver rolled down my spine just thinking of that sick bastard.

Before I could bury myself in my thoughts I felt someone occupy the other end of the couch. I opened my eyes and rolled my head onto my shoulder only to connect gazes with Tucker. My eyes widened as he gave me a wink, a smirk filling his lips. My legs started to move, digging into the leather of the sofa, sending me over the side of it, causing me to spill onto the floor. I heard him chuckle at my actions as I stood up and started to walk out of the studio. I walked out into the hall, leaned against the wall and slid down it before I reached the ground. I put my face in my hands and took a deep breath. “The hell…” I muttered into my palms. The door from the studio cracked open enough to let who I assumed was CC, slide through and walk toward me. He sat next to me, gently pulling my face out of my hands.

“There’s that beautiful face.” He complimented softly. I rolled my eyes at him and moved my face from his hands. He sat there with a dumbfound look on his face, surprised at my actions. “Annah? What’s wrong?” He questioned me.

“What’s wrong?” I remarked. “What’s wrong?!” I spat at him. “Oh, you know I’m just a little pissed off that unicorns don’t exist.” I said sarcastically, rage filling my features. “You really think that I would cool down after twenty minutes in the woods?”

“Hour and a half.” He cut in.

“Excuse me?” I asked astonished.

“You were in the woods for an hour and a hal-“

“Shut the fuck up, Chris!” I cut him off. “That’s not the goddamn point. The point is that you let that meaningless bastard get to you!”

“Hey, now. I’m no meaningless bastard.” I looked across the hall to see Tucker standing there in the open door. I glared at him, getting to my feet.

“You have no business in this conversation.” I spat at him. I walked toward him, kicking him in the chest. “You’re lucky I don’t call the cops on you, you little shit.” I slammed the door, concealing him inside of the studio. I turned back toward CC, angry as hell. “You have got some nerve to do that. Just fucking attack Tucker without even thinking? Would you even think that he was joking?”

“Annah, you know I only did it to protect you.”

“Protect me? From what, a guy like that?” I motioned toward the door. I walked up to CC, my stormy grey eyes boring into his. “You’re not my protector. Do you seriously think that I would only get in shape for soccer? That I wouldn’t take advantage of my upper body strength and only use it as a goalkeeper? Well, guess what. You’re wrong. I’m not fucking weak; I’m not a scrawny piece trash! Not anymore. I don’t need you to keep me out of harm’s way!” I yelled at him.

“Calm down, you’re causing a commotion.” CC said, Ashley and Jake standing in the doorway across from us.

“Christian Mora! Are you seriously going to tell me to calm down after what happened earlier?” My voice belted out at him.

“Oh, fuck. She called him Christian. She’s pissed.” I heard Ashley remark. I ignored him and focused on the task at hand.

“Do you think if I said that you would’ve stopped right then and there? No! Because you have to be too overprotective and too fucking possessive.” I spat at him.

“I am not possessive over you.” He said deadly calm.

“The fuck you are! Then tell me why you got into a fight with Tucker? It sure as hell wasn’t to get tips on his hair style! You just had to prove that you weren’t a fucking pansy!” I screamed at him.

“A pansy, huh?” An evil look loomed in his hazel eyes. He nodded slightly, “Okay,” He raised his hand, quickly making contact with my left cheek. Pain bolted through my body, shock spread over my expression. “How about now? Am I a pansy now?” He yelled at me. He hit me again, this time on the edge of my right eye. “Am I still a pansy?!” He screamed at me, rage boiled in his eyes. My hand flew up to hold my eye as I backed away toward Ashley. He raised his arm again to hit me again, but Ashley jumped in between us, causing CC to stop.

“CC! Do you realize what the hell you just did?” Ashley’s voice was full of panic. I was still backing away, eyes locked on CC’s. I felt so scared, like a little girl who had just lost her mother. I bumped into Jake, his arms wrapping around me and pulled me back through the doorway. He took a stance between us just as Ashley did closing the door between us. I stared shocked at the door as I heard someone struggle on the other side. I let out a breath of air as I sunk to the ground, still holding my face. Jinxx, Andy, and Tucker rushed toward me, questioning looks on their faces. Jinxx’s glance landed on my broken state and he quickly rushed to my side. He sat down next to me; he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and squeezed slightly.

“It’s alright, he won’t hurt you again, I promise.” Jinxx’s voice wavered over my body.

I shook my head. I know it wouldn’t happen again, but I can’t trust him, not now, maybe not ever again.

Notes

Here you go! Wanted to do something different, drama filled ^.^

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