𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 (𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜)

Chapter Ten: Just Do It!

{this is just- no}

Well shit. It happened. And i was scared. I crawled back into bed with dave. He had a certain aura in the morning. It wasn't quite light out yet, but i wasn't tired. I couldn't sleep. The show the night before went really smooth, surprisingly. I wasn't sure dave would perk up enough to get on stage, with donny and the stress from their very first show. It was a great show, however; i was so proud of them all. He stirred just as the light was coming through the hotel window and on his sleeping face. It was so angelic. I sat and stared at his prominent beauty until his eyes slowly opened and he immediately smiled when he saw me.

"Good morning, princess" he said hoarsely from the night before. Then came the partying. While dave was off drinking and snorting up the entire hotel, donny approached me. I thought he'd gone. I remembered what dave had said about donny being dangerous, but i shrugged it off and told myself he was just being petty.

"I'm quite sorry, about earlier," he said to me, looking genuine. The rest of the night we made small talk, he liked to keep his past to himself, but i didn't mind it much. He was a really nice guy, and somehow got me to agree to get drinks with him sometime after the tour. I may have been a little drunk, but it was purely platonic. He just wanted to get to know me better. Dave ended up punching him by the end of the night, and telling him to never talk to me again.

"Good morning" i said in a shaky voice "go back to sleep... you didn't sleep enough" he looked confused and hungover enough for the both of us.

"What's wrong?" he asked and i didn't answer. Instead i started to get up, but quickly retreated because it was classically cold in the hotel room. He easily pulled me closer to him with one arm tiredly "tell me" he whispered, his lips touching my ear. I rested my hand on the arm he had enclosed around me.

"Nothing" i lied to him "i'm just really tired" he tightened his grip on me. I looked at his hand. His knuckles were bruised and a little cut from when he punched donny. It made me smile, although i hated that he did it. He cared about me enough to punch a guy. But i knew that. "Let go, i need to fix up your hand" i said softly and he reluctantly let me go. I pulled him out of bed and he followed me into the bathroom. I made him sit on the counter while i cleaned out the cuts. He winced, but when i looked to him he was smiling

"Just like old times, huh?" he said with a grin. I couldn't help but smile back and forget the new's i'd just found out.

"Huh, just like" i said and a little gasp escaped his lips when i put a bandaid on the larger of the cuts on his hand. "Your such a baby," i muttered and lifted his hand up to my lips so i could kiss it. He blushed and looked at me.

"jackie?" he asked and i kissed his hand

"Yes, dave?"

"Do you love me?" he asked me sincerely. I laughed. He had absolutely no idea. I forced myself into his arms and he wrapped them tightly around me. I started to cry. "Jackie??" he asked, slightly concerned as he rubbed my back

"You idiot" i sniffed "your my world... your my everything" he chuckled and held me closer to him.

"Come on, we gotta go" he said. The rest of the day we went around the city with the rest of the band, and i could have sworn i saw donny in a coffee shop we walked into, sitting near a window, looking right at me. David's story quickly distracted me, however and it never came back to my mind the rest of the day.

The pre-show party that night was just as wild as the after party the night before. I didn't take a part of it, but they even let some of the fans in if they brought drugs. This time Dave didn't leave me alone. He kept me close to him the entire time.

"Hold my hand" he demanded, and I did just that. Everytime he needed two hands for something he made me hold one of his belt loops. It was cute, he didn't want me getting lost or scared and especially not someone talking to me. They hadn't even done two shows and I was already tired of it. I missed the silly chaos at our house, not the drugged chaos here.

"Baby," Dave said then snorted a quick line "try some of this shit" he grinned at me and held the plate my way, gesturing me to have some. I shook my head. Everyone was looking over at me, and groaned in displeasure "come on, just a little" i gave him the look, but he looked upset. He was embarrassed "come on" he insisted, pushing the plate closer to me.

"No!" i said through clenched teeth. He got quieter and leaned towards me. He bit my neck slowly and whispered

"Please, everyone has to" he whined and bit me again, pulling my hair. He was too high for respect, apparently. I let go of his jeans and pushed him away from me forcefully. I glared at him, contemplating whether to slap him in front of everyone or not.

"Fuck off" i huffed, teary-eyed. I made my way through the sea of eyes on me. Then they all laughed. They thought it was funny. My hands tried to keep up with the tears that were streaming down my face and eventually I stopped trying to wipe them away. I stood outside the entrance of the venue they were about to play at. Looking at the sky as if that would stop me from crying.

"Are you okay?" someone asked; they were close but my eyes were blurry. I jumped, gasping, trying to wipe my eyes. I wanted to just run. It was donny.

"D-donny?" i asked, he grinned sheepishly

"Jackie, right?" I nodded and bit my lip, trying not to cry more. Why was he here? He put his arm around me and i tensed up

"What's wrong, love?" I guessed he was twenty-nine. I couldn't help it.

"They- they were just high... and dave- he was trying to get me to snort some coke.. Then he started trying shit" i sobbed. He was silent

"I should have known Dave would do things like that, I should have warned you... why didn't you just snort some and get it over with?" i chuckled and looked at him

"I'm pregnant" he looked shocked. But before he could get anything out of his mouth dave did first behind us

"Your what?!" he spat, outraged, but shocked. I didn't know what to say....