"Hey Caity, wake up." A voice said. "Craig? Why are you in here?" I mumbled. "Monte needed to talk to me. About you and TJ." He said "What? What do you mean?!" I asked. "About what happened last night. That's not cool." He said. "Craig, don't worry about it!" I said. "No, it's definitely something to worry about. I mean, what if he did that to Leila?" He asked. I couldn't say anything. Was Craig saying I was like his second daughter? Hah, wow. "Alright, well... I'm okay, so don't worry too much." I said. "Yeah, okay." He said. "Hey, babe, you're awake!" Monte said, walking out of the bathroom. "Yeah, thanks to Craig." I laughed. "Yeah, sorry." Craig said. "It's whatever." I said back. "You can sleep on the plane," Monte said. "We'll have to buy her another ticket." Craig said. "Yeah, but she's worth it," Monte smiled as he walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek. "So, are we staying here for the show today, or leaving?" I asked. "We planned on staying for the show today, but if you wanna go, we can reschedule our flight, considering we're the only ones going to Cali." Monte said. "Well, we'd have to ask Michael. He's going too." I said. "Wait, Five Finger Death Punch is supposed to play. Mike isn't gonna want to leave." Monte said. "Really? I love 5FDP!" I exclaimed. "You and Mike will get along great then." He laughed. "Well, Monte, thanks for letting me know about that. Let me know if you see or hear anything else. I can't have her around the band if that's what's going to happen." Craig said. "That's understandable." I agreed. "Sorry," He said, getting up to leave. "I'll see you guys out by the curb in about 45 minutes." Craig said. Monte handed me my bag as Craig closed the door behind him. Monte pulled me into a hug. "I promise, I'll never do anything to you, unless you want me to. It's up to you how fast things go." He smiled. "Thanks, Monte..." I smiled. "Yeah, now let's get ready. We have some bands to go see. Unless you'd rather stay here." He smirked. "Nah, I wanna see Death Punch. MIKEY, WAKE THE FUCK UP, BRO!" I shouted. Michael shot up in bed. "Five Finger Death Punch today." He said, rushing to the bathroom. I couldn't help but laugh. "The kid loves that band." Monte laughed. "I can tell! Mike, hurry up! I need to do my makeup. I have band people to impress!" I joked. "You've already impressed the ones you needed to." Monte whispered. "Well, when you say it like that, it sounds EXTREMELY SEXUAL." I said. "Nah. I'm thinking of worse right now." He grinned. Michael walked out. "He wants to fuck you, balls deep." He smiled. "Michael!" I squealed. "Sorry, it's true. He likes sex, he just won't admit it. Believe me, I've lived with him for, ohh... My whole life?" He laughed. "Well, way to just tell her!" Monte laughed as well. "Great. I'm scared to be staying with you guys now." I smiled. "Don't worry. Like I said, it's up to you." Monte said, kissing my cheek. I let out a giggle. "I do have one thing to say about your hair though." He said. "Yeah?" I asked. "I think it would look better purple or red instead of green. It looks good though. TJ did a good job at that." He said. "Maybe when we get to California, we can go somewhere and I'll get red or purple. But for now, the green is staying." I stuck my tongue out. "Fine. Let's get ready, guys." Monte said. "Alright," I smiled, skipping into the bathroom with Monte close behind. I brushed out my hair and fixed Michael's. "Thanks," He laughed. I ran my fingers through Monte's hair. "Ooh," He raised his eyebrows, and bit his lip. "That's hot." I laughed. "What? You?" He smirked. "No, you." I smiled, biting at my lip. "Careful what you say to him. He gets turned on really easy." Mike said. "Shut up." Monte laughed. "Do you really?" I snickered. "No." He laughed. "Uh, huh." I looked down. "Don't look down. Just don't." Monte said, pulling my chin up. "He's got a--" "Shut up!" Monte shouted. "You're cute. Gimme a kiss." I said. He leaned in and gave me a peck. "Are you guys ready to go?" Mike asked. "Lemme do my makeup really quick, change, and then yes." I said, grabbing eyeliner from my bag. I put a thin line on my waterline and then I put mascara on. That was all I wore, makeup wise. I reached in my bag and pulled out a pair of jean shorts and an Asking Alexandria shirt. I slipped them on, and then put on my gray plaid slip-ons. "Ready now?" Monte asked, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. "Yeah, babe." I smiled. "Alrighty, let's go." Mike said. Monte and I waddled out the door as he still held onto my waist. We went down to the corner and stood there. TJ made his way down. He looked like a mess. Monte leaned over my shoulder and kissed me on the cheek. "Hey Teej,"I said. "Hi." He said, his voice hoarse. I felt bad because I knew it was my fault. But, I couldn't let him do that to me. "I'm really sorry about last night. I don't--" "TJ, it's okay." I said. "No, it's not." "Yes!" I said. "Come here," I added. He walked up to me. "Monte let go for a sec." I said. He let go and I gave TJ a hug. "It's okay. I love you, sis." "Love you too, brutha." He said. "Wanna watch Shinedown with me?" I asked. "Yeah, that would be cool. Just the two of us?" He asked. "Yeah. I don't care what he says. Just the two of us." I smiled. "Yeah," He smiled. "Alright. I'll meet you by the Shinedown merch tent?" "Alright. They go on, like.... 6th. I think." He said. "Kay." I smiled. I was looking forward to this. TJ and I making ammends. This would be good, right?
