After our interesting hair dying experience, Ricky and I head "home-bound", to his place.
" you sure you don't want to swing home and pick up some clothing?" His glance goes between the road and me, and back. he's pretty in the morning light. " I mean I'm sure we could get you clothing what a worry wart! I can't help but laugh. " I'm serious."
"what size do you wear?" I dead pane, and he looks at me weirdly. "Legit." laughing more I smile.
"uhhh." he whirls his lip ring. "eight if I were a woman." I whirl my lip ring too, as he answers. Obviously flustered in a ridiculously cute way.
"Do you own belts?" stupid question, I color a little. "I mean... I wear size six through eight."
" So... you'll be wearing my clothing?" he nods. "but you'll have to like....buy panties and whatever." He parks in Front of a building that looks vaguely like a prison, and turns to glance at me. "until you have to go... welcome home." Warm and comforting.
****Ricky Horror****
I bring her into the apartment, not really sure what to expect, and click on the lights over head to familiar black walls and Victorian style everything. And I watch as awe immediately struck her face, Pulling my phone out I cant help but take a picture of that face. " The room down the hall to the left ...uh...is your room I guess, Isn't painted yet or anything special." God why is this so freakin' difficult to do? She turns quickly, and hugs me. A hug that's super easy to melt into. "bathrooms across the hall, and the studio is the first door to the right." I explain as she pulls away, but doesn't look happy. I don't like the fact that she's not. "What?" Grabbing her chin, I make eye contact with her. "Do you not like the idea of touring?"
*
"17 years of never feeling pretty, I wanted to shave my hair and disappear,my mind's gone to New York City, Maybe then I could feel a hint of what it feels to be alive. Or live without the fear of being rapped when I go to sleep at night." I sigh, " Whenever Craig went on tour I'd lock myself in his room so that the beasts my mother invited into the house wouldn't..." I gulp for air "I have to stop feeling so sorry for myself though, even if I always have to lean on my own shoulder because I can't lean on anyone else's. " he looks horrified.
"Does Craig know?" he whispers like he lost his voice, or i'm too fragile for him to use his normal voice. " does he know what you go through?"
" No. If Craig knew, he'd leave the band." and lose his happiness for me. No. Reaching over, he breaches the gap between us, and embraces me again with nothing but warmth, and I want to stay there for a long while.
."You're so Brave." his words bring tears to my eyes.
****Ricky Horror****
Picking her up, I cuddle her to me. "now lets go find you some P.J's my lady." I'm sure I can find some flannels here somewhere.Setting her on my bed I plant a hand on my hip, and look around.
" just a shirt would be fine." shrugging, her eyes roam around my room. digging around I find one of Chris's sweatshirts he left here. Should be big enough, turning my back to her I wait for her to change then, come sit next to her on my bed.
"where do you want to sleep?" She looks weirdly at me for that. " In here? your bed? the couch? I can sleep on the couch if it makes you feel safer." She sighs and shrugs. I feel like this is going to be a weird relationship.
*
Carefully he puts an arm around me, not in a "I want the D" way or anything, but in a fragile flower way
"You remind me of my friend Andy.'' Groggily I inform him. "like as in Andy Beirsack?" he corks. " you cuddle with Andy Beirsack?" well surprise, surprise! For the second time in my life I feel accepted.
"yeah Andy is my best friend." Ruefully I smile, and search his face for any emotions. Negative or other.
"Sweet." he settles in "want to watch a movie?" digging into the side of his bed, he retrieves a white remote. "Sure." I nod. it'll be interesting to see what he likes to watch.
****Ricky Horror*****
We settle on—out of all the movies on Netflix— Silent hill, and immediately it consumes her entire attention, and she completely disregards my cat. she almost looks like a kid in a candy shop, unable to with-hold the giggles that escape her. Unable to with-hold myself i snap a picture of her and send it to Devin.
Me: Hey Sola, Look how amused she is!! I can't help but crack a grin at my photo.
Sola: What're you guys watching?
Me: Silent hill
Sola: Dude I'm so coming over!
Me: whatever
"what're you grinning at like a loony?" Cassidy's voice makes me jump, I almost forgot she was there. Quickly I look up at her. "huh?.....uh...nothing." I tuck my phone into my back pocket. Nothing at all.
"wasn't" she pauses to glance around playfully "p.o.r.n....was it?" Her child-like simplicity right then makes me burst out in laughter.
"Hardly, man." Shaking my head I try to subdue my laughter."the guys are coming over."
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Hold On to this lullaby even when the musics gone (Motionless in White and D.R.U.G.S FF)
أدب الهواةCassidy Owens never thought her life could get any better then living with a drug addicted, abusive mother, forever waiting for Craig to get home from tour. But when She's suddenly uplifted to a new town In Pennsylvania, with new faces and new chanc...
