Chemical Love (Craig Mabbitt Fanfic)

Chapter 22

As soon as I stepped onto the bus, all heads turned to me. Craig came up and hugged me and the rest of the guys cheered. I ended up in the centre of a group hug. I feeling a little claustrophobic but I made myself relax. These guys would never hurt me; at least they wouldn’t mean to.

I pushed them off me and shooed them away so they could get ready for their show. When they turned to walk to the back of the bus I turned to Emily. I crossed my arms and huffed. Those boys.

*To the show*

Emily and I decided to as many bands as we could today. We watched SWS, PTV, BVB, FIR, ETF (of course), PATD, ADTR and BMTH. I seriously needed air. I dragged Emily outside with me paranoid. Of course the one and only Max Green was there. He looked at us and smiled a gesture we both returned.

‘Hey,’ he greeted putting away his phone. I looked around me and around the corner.

‘Hey,’ I replied quietly. Emily’s eyes went wide as did Max’s.

‘Y-you’re talking again?’ I nodded. Max chuckled, ‘well, you are a little,’ I opened my mouth to talk but was cut off by Craig walking outside. I noticed he glared at Max.

‘Don’t,’ I warned him. ‘And yes, I’m talking again,’ I smirked. Craig was about to talk when my phone rang.

‘Hello?’ I croaked out.

‘I will find you again. I’m not finished with you,’ I heard a familiar voice say. I gulped.

‘D-dan?’ I whispered. Craig’s eyes darkened and he snatched the phone out of my hands.

‘Now you listen here you sick son of a bitch! You come anywhere my girlfriend again I will kill you myself!’ Craig yelled into the phone. I could hear Dan laughing. Craig handed me my phone back.

‘He hung up,’ I was back to square one. The moment I started talking…he finds my number and threatens me? I look around frantically, scared that he’s already found me. I don’t want to go through that again.

I began crying as Craig pulled me to his chest. I wet his shirt with my tears and running eyeliner. I calmed down after a while and looked up at him. He wiped my tears with his thumbs.

‘It’s OK. I’m here, he won’t find you and if he does we’ll be here to protect you,’ he tried soothing me. I nodded feeling a little more safe. We walked back to the bus where the rest of the guys were waiting.

‘Dude what happened?’ Kevin asked looking at my face. Craig looked at me and I nodded letting him know he could tell them.

‘Dan. He called her and started saying shit. Now she’s back to square one,’ he explained. They all gave me sympathetic looks. I shook my head at them. I didn’t want their pity; I didn’t want to feel weaker than I already do. Silence broke out through the bus until my phone rang. I tensed and got my phone out. I answered and put it on speaker so someone could talk for me.

‘Hello?’ Emily answered.

‘Hello, is this Anastasia Paterson?’ we heard a female voice through the receiver.

‘Uhm, no. She can’t exactly speak right now but she can hear you,’ Emily explained.

‘Oh OK, uhm well…I’m Officer Stacy and I’m sorry to inform you Anastasia, that you’re father has committed suicide. I suggest you come back to Chicago as soon as possible; he left a note for you. I’m sorry for your loss.’ She hung up. I froze and collapsed.

‘Anastasia!’ Craig cried running to me. I was shocked. I lost my whole family. Robert and Craig helped me up and sat me on the couch. That’s when I broke down in tears. I couldn’t believe it; yeah, my father was a drunk but I honestly couldn’t blame him.

‘I’ve lost e-everyone!’ I managed to get out between sobs. I didn’t care if anyone heard me talk. Dan could do whatever he wanted to me now.

‘No, no you haven’t. You still have us,’ Emily tried to comfort me. I shook my head again. I haven’t told anyone about my family. No one. I took a deep a breath trying to calm myself down.

‘No. You know how my father was a drunk?’ I asked turning towards Emily who nodded her head, ‘He had a reason. When I was 8 my dad came home drunk one night with a gun, we don’t know where he got it from. He was saying things like ‘I can’t take this anymore’ and tried to shoot himself. However, he missed and it hit my mum. She was killed instantly. That’s when my dad started drinking non-stop,’ I took another breath and continued.

‘My older brother, yes I have a brother, Alex. He was 12 at the time. Two years later he ran away and left me with a drunken father. We lost track of him. I still don’t know where he is. My dad always said that one day he succeed in killing himself. He finally did it…’ I trailed off with a few tears falling. Again, they attempted to comfort me but it wouldn’t work.

I got up without a word and locked myself in the bathroom. I looked at my emergency blade. Yep, I used to cut but I did it in such a way it wouldn’t scar. I picked it up and twirled it between my fingertips. I shook my head; I wasn’t going to do it again. I grabbed my phone and played Saviour. I sat against the door and threw my head against it. Only one person could help me now. I threw the blade across the room and stood up. I walked out of the bathroom and left my phone playing music.

Everyone stood up but I put my hands out telling them to sit down and leave me be. I walked off the bus still with smudged makeup. I didn’t care how I looked at the moment. I finally made it to my destination and walked on the bus. I didn’t bother with knocking; I didn’t care about a thing. Andy, Ashley and CC were sitting on the couches talking and they looked up at me shocked.

‘Anastasia?’ CC stuttered. I ignored him walked straight to Andy wrapping my arms around him and crying. Right now…all I needed was my Saviour…