Hey Pierce The Veil? Who am I to you?

Thats why heaven called you name

~* 5 days later*~

~*Jaime*~

Carson hasn't come out of her bunk. Only to go to the bathroom. When she comes out, she scurries like a rat by an exterminator.

"Carson, come out," Tony would lean his head against the top bar of Mike's bunk, the frame of hers. He would stay in that position for hours on end, hoping to get a glimpse of her face.

~*Vic*~

None of us had slept easily, due to Carson's "not so silent" cries. Tony kept her company, but she wouldn't say anything, or come out. It's my fault, they made a bet, and she won. No one should be punished for winning.

It's 9 in the afternoon. Kellin, Justin, Gabe, Jack, and Nick are all with us. It's a little cramped in here, but today was the day where Carson said she would come out.

~*Mike*~

My babe hasn't moved in days. She hasn't eaten, and hasn't slept. She means the world to me. And if I lose her...

Jaime and I invited everyone over for the big day. She was going to come out of her bunk.

~*Tony*~

My baby hasn't moved in days. She hasn't eaten, hasn't slept, and hasn't talked to us, well, to anyone. Today she said she was coming out.

Jaime and Mike have invited sws over.. I'm scared it's going to be too overwhelming. She might pass out.

~*Carson*~

I woke up. This was the day that I said I was getting out of my bunk. It's not that big of a deal, so I don't know why everyone is making a big fuss over this.

I slide my curtain to the bottom of my bunk. My feet untangled themselves from the bundle of covers that I wedged in the corner. I felt my self rolling. I grabbed onto the sheets with the strength of the morning grasp. The sheets rolled off the bed, wrapping me in a burrito of sadness on the floor. I hit the ground with a crashing force.

"God damn it," I mutter under my breathe, thinking no one was hear but a sleeping Tony. I heard snickers and chuckles from what seemed to be 20 people. I rolled over, laying on my stomach, still wrapped up.

Faces were directed my way. My cheeks burned red and my sweat dripped of embarrassment. Tony eyed me sympathetically.

"Hey doll," Justin tried saying in a cheerful tone, but failed into a horror tone. I started tossing and turning in the blankets, struggling to get myself out. Tears pricked the back of my eyes, and some had already escaped.

"Baby, don't do that," Tony rushed to my side, helping me out.

"What did you call her?!" I hear Mike's voice boom with a threatening tone.

"Do you have a problem?" Tony stood up from helping me. I got out of the mess of blankets and sat in the corner. Tony and Mike broke out into a fight. Fists were thrown and profanities carelessly shook the bus. This needed to stop.

I screamed from under the table against the wall. All of the commotion had abruptly stopped. A pick could be dropped and make the loudest sound.

"Doll, are you okay?!" Justin say where the table had reached out. He reached his hand out to help me. I only backed into the wall further, if that's even possible.

"Great guys, instead of her bunk, it's the table!" Justin walked out, swearing at the top of his lungs.

"Fuck" I heard Tony and Mike whisper.