Do-Over (A Jayy Von Monroe FanFic; BoTDF)

Chapter 24; "Dahvie?"

Dahvie's POV

There was a huge weight of guilt in the house leading up to the former start of the tour. People were rightfully angry, saying we were exaggerating and claiming we just didn't care anymore.

I spent two weeks doing damage control with Jayy, making sure we answered any questions we could, which wasn't many, and debunking myths about in-band fights and supposedly over-heard arguments between him and me. We assured everyone that the band was staying together, that we were really closer 'now' than ever before. I refunded some tickets, though not nearly as many as I thought.

But the overall fanbase was surprisingly supportive. Even without reason, they trusted us, understood that we had lives that sometimes demanded attention be taken away from the band itself. I was truly amazed and grateful.

But, at the end of those two weeks, it was time to do my job for Ronnie. It was possible that, if I did it well, I wouldn't have to delay the tour more than that week, but if I didn't do too well, or if something else interfered, who knows how long it could take.

I had to testify in court, defending Ronnie in the court case for Axel's murder.

It was one reason I couldn't shake the feeling of guilt. What I was doing was wrong and Hunter would've hated me if she found out, well, 'when' she found out, and I hated myself for it. But I had no choice, I couldn't risk another death to justify the first one. Hunter needed to be saved, and only I could do it.

Worst of all, I couldn't tell Jayy.

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Jayy's POV

I saw Dahvie leave in a suit one morning and, despite being intensely curious, I couldn't ask anything, mainly for fear of making him feel worse about not being able to tell. It seemed an odd coincidence to me that we both needed a suit on the same day, but I shrugged it off. I didn't have time to worry about it, I had something to do that I'd known about since before Hunter left.

I told Aussie that I had to go, unable to tell him where, I wasn't allowed.

I was testifying against Ronnie that morning and I couldn't discuss it until after the case was over. It had been delayed about a month, I assumed because of Ronnie's house-arrest breakout, so I was thankful that Dahvie delayed the tour for his own reasons. It meant I wasn't solely responsible for the push on the tour, unlike the last one, and I felt so much better knowing we'd both be getting the time anyway.

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I got up the courtroom and was briefed yet again by the prosecuting attorney. Finally, I could go into the court room. At the same time, the defense walked in with their witness.

My eyes widened in anger, fear, and confusion.

"Dahvie?"