"fuck. you."
my nose scrunched and eyes narrowed as i threw expletives his way with vexation and a bit of spit. i burned like a raging wildfire as i watched him smirk and slowly lean his upper body down to almost, but not quite, meet me at eye leve...
"you stabbed me in the back, but not deep enough."
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andy's pov
"she's a fucking demon."
hours had passed since my little altercation with dahlia. despite my best efforts, none of my bandmates were wanting to accept my 'no, don't wanna talk about it' as a good enough answer to their onslaught of 'what the fuck is wrong with you?'s. sitting bored in our dressing room with not much else to talk about certainly wasn't making it any better.
"i've never seen you act so out of character." jinxx spoke in what was somehow the kindest language i'd heard in the past few hours. "what the hell could she have possibly done to you that was bad enough to make you talk like that?"
"if you knew her like i do, you'd understand." i insisted, knowing i was right regardless of whether a single one of them wanted to trust me.
"dude, regardless of who she is, what she did or what she might still do." jake chipped in. "i've never seen you speak to someone like that; let alone a woman half your fuckin' size."
"i know. i can't explain it." i laid my truth out on the table, pacing with slow steps around the room while everyone else sat. "she has this innate ability to piss me the fuck off in a way no one else has ever accomplished." i felt like i had a million eyes on me rather than just the eight i was so used to.
"alright, well." jinxx shook his head and rubbed the spot just above the bridge of his nose, like the frustrated father-like figure he'd always been for the group. "you need to just.. be an adult and learn to control it. we're here to do our jobs. you're gonna get yourself punched if you keep acting like you did out there."
"for real." our lead guitarist continued, not a single moment between their scolding for me to get in a word if i wanted to. "clearly her and her brother have a little less of a moral compass, because they could've just let their bassist fuckin' jump you."
"i would've just let him." cc added.
"okay. thanks, guys." my head shot to our drummer who was leaning against the wall, unmoving, then back to the rest of my band. "your support really warms my heart."
"i'll support you when you stop acting like an ass." cc immediately retorted, not usually one to take sarcasm and not give it right back. "i just wanna know what this girl could've done to you that was so awful that you would hold a grudge this goddamn long."
"seriously." jake's hand motioned to cc to dramatically show us all that he agreed. "like, how long has it been since you were in high school?"
