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Chris's pov

I got to the van, throwing Keku and My shit in the back. I got into the van, putting keys into the hole, starting the old thing. The girls were looking at me, worried.

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Keku's POV

Demi stood in the doorway, playing on her phone. I cleaned up the blood that was on the console with Clorox and Disinfectant wipes. I wrapped the garbage bag, replacing it with a new one. I looked up to see Demi staring at me.

"Ready to go?" She asks

"Yeah. But what the hell was that? You've never acted like that, ever. Explain yourself." I say angered

Demi sighs

"Can we just-"

"No. We arent going anywhere till you explain yourself. What the hell was that and why did you hurt my friend like that?"

"He pissed me off. So I gave him what I felt was right."

"You dont just hit people because they say something you dont like. Chris is going through a lot right now. He doesnt need you or anyone else messing with his head."

"And why should I care?"

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. Why should I care Keku?"

"I-I cant believe what I'm hearing right now. Demi you and Chris were best friends."

"I dont remember anything like that. I just met him like 2 weeks ago. Be real Keku."

I rub my forehead out of frustration

"Is there a reason why your doing this to him?" I ask

"Doing what?" She asks

"Doing whatever the fuck this is. All of this. Why? Why are you doing this?"

"Because I can. I dont like him and will never like him. I'm going to the van Keku, see you there."

Demi left the room, leaving me alone. I quickly gather my shit and run out the building. I get to the van to find Demi and Chris arguing about something.

"Fuck off. This is my van, I choose what music we listen to." Chris says, shooting Demi a look

"We already listened to Thousand Foot Krutch. Choose something else you bloke." She says

"Enough!!!" I yell, getting into the van

"But-" Chris and Demi say in unison

"No. Drive. Let's get the hell out of here. If I hear anything coming from the both of you, you'll both walk back to the hotel."

The rest of the drive back to the hotel was pleasantly silent. Demi was on her phone the entire time, while Chris vibed to TFK. I was thinking about thos whole situation between Demi and Chris. There has to be a reason why shes doing this to him right? Like do people just do this normally or is it just a Demi thing? I just dont understand it at all, they were really close not too long ago. Sure it's been about three years but are you telling me that all those memories are gone, just like that? Yeah no I'm not buying that bullshit at all.

I turn to Chris

"Hey man hows your nose?" I ask nicely

"Uh, it's been better that's for sure. The pain is still there but not as bad as before." He replys "Did you end up cleaning up the studio? I'm sorry that I just left without doing much, I needed some space."

"Yeah dude that's no problem, I completely understand. And yes I did clean up the studio."

"Alright cool." Chris says, pulling off to the side of the road.

"Everything ok?" I say

Chris turns to the group, looking at Rhea the entire time

"I wanted to apologize to you guys about the freakout earlier at the studio. We were there to have fun and I kinda ruined that fun with remarks that didnt need to be made. And for that, i do apologize. Now I'm taking everyone here out for dinner, my treat." Chris says, giving everyone the ok sign

"Are you sure? That's gonna be expensive right?" Shayna says

"Yeah, can we at least split the bill?" Raquel says, brushing hair out of her eye

"Uh, no. Like I said it's my treat. I feel bad for what happened, so think of it as an apology gift of sorts." Chris says, pulling back onto the road, going a little too fast for my liking.

Chris proceeded to drive the girls and I to a fancy restaurant, where we enjoyed ourselves before heading back to the hotel we all were in.

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Chris's POV

I lay alone in my bed, the clock read 12:30 am. Today was a how do I say this? It was a very unique day that's for sure. For one, we all were having a good time till Demetri showed up. I'm not saying it's his fault but, I think it put everyone over the edge for whatever reason. Then I made those comments to Demi. I dont know why I said what I said. I think it needed to be said. I've had a lot of built up anger and frustration with Demi. One moment we're singing in the car and studio, next minute I'm getting socked in the nose by her.

I started to wonder if she was actually fucking with me or she just doesnt know who I am. One things for sure, those memories arent a figment of my imagination, those happened not too long ago. Who knows, maybe once she got to wwe she just decided to forget about me and her.

"God I cant sleep, shes on my mind all the time. Demi...why are you doing this to me? It hurts a lot."

I turned over to my side, small tears falling from my cheeks. I'm crying, why though? It's because this shit hurts me man, it hurts every bone in my body, it hurts my heart. Yeah we never dated but that was my best friend dude. We did everything together, I mean everything. And for her to just magically forget who I am, yeah it fucking hurts.

"One of these days, I hope that you find it in your heart to be my friend again. I miss you Demi Bennett, I miss the real you." - Chris

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