Sweet Dreams Tennessee

Broken Glass

The sound of their wet kisses was repulsive. I ducked back into my bed hoping I wasn't noticed by the duo. They toppled their way down the narrow hallway with some explicit words exchanged and a few giddish squeals and giggles after I heard the sound of Alex's hand make contact with the girls half naked arse.

As soon as the two stepped into the bathroom and slid the door closed, I hopped out from my bed which just so happened to be the one below Alex's. As I attempted to tiptoe out of the dark bus, I tripped over what I could only assume was the slag Alex was with high heels. When my hands caught my fall a sharp sting rang through my left palm. What was this glass? "Ah shit!" I yelled as the pain doubled and blood slipped out of my hand. I quickly covered my mouth with the hand that hadn't been inflicted.

"Oi what the fuck are you doin!" Alex's voice rang through the whole bus. The bathroom light seeped out as his head protruded from the chamber. He looked me up and down. "Are you hurt?" He questioned. His face changed ever so slightly to show a small hint of pity. A hand with long red nails grabbed his chin and pulled him back into the bathroom, and then a second later his head was out the door again. "What did you get cut on?" He pried. The feminine hand closed his lips, and he lost his temper.

"Rebecca fuck off would you?" He had lost it and for what?

"Shhh no Alex," the girls voice urged as she reached for his face again.

"Seriously get out! I can't stand you!" The short skinny twig of a woman left the bathroom and stepped around me grabbing her silver stilettos that I'd tripped over. Her red sequin dress sparkled in the reflection of the moon, and it looked absolutely stunning. She looked fairly shy, but alcohol gives everyone confidence.

Alex buckled up his jeans and squatted down next to me violently grabbing the hand with the glass in it. "Goddamn you're so clumsy," he said. He stood up and grabbed a red box from the front cupboard of the vehicle

"I'm fine really. I've got it," I implied.

"Shut up I'm trying to help." He pleaded. He squatted back down and opened the box. I looked up at him. Noticing the purple love bites forming along his jawline and down his neck. I must've been staring a bit too long because Alex popped up his collar to cover his neck. When he'd finished putting on the plaster, he flashed a minuscule smile. This was the first time I'd seen him without the mirrored aviators with the thin black wire rims. His brown eyes that had once been hidden and clouded in secrecy were now looking back at me.

"Why you starin at me?" He huffed and a chuckle escaped from his lips. I responded with a little chuckle of my own. It was quiet but still enough to make my shoulders rise and fall with the air. Before either of us had noticed, the door opened and Matt, followed by Jamie and Nick walking in on the moment we were having.

"Just shag already," I hear a voice laugh behind me. My head snaps around as Alex's snapped upwards. My face filled with heat, and I dropped my head in embarrassment. They all walk around us and crawl into bed as Alex caresses my chin and turns me towards him.

"Maybe he's right love,"