Overkill // Joseph Quinn

22- all in a days work

hey guys! so i want to try and make a specific schedule on when i update but i'm having trouble being consistent.

all my homework is due on sunday's and i usually procrastinate to get it done until the day of.. whoops. but it helps me get more motivated to write which is why i might set updates to being published every sunday/weekend.

let me know what day/days you'd like to see a new chapter!!

enjoy :)

The past few days of filming have been exhausting but in the best way possible. I've probably got about 5 hours of sleep in the last 72 hours which is something I'm not used to. I probably won't ever get used to it. Being around everyone again has really made it worth it though. Maya has talked about writing music with me and Jo has been all on board for it. None of us have had time to sit down and concentrate on music though.

Joseph and I have got really close too. I never thought I could connect so deeply with somebody in such a short amount of time; it took Jo months until I even told him my middle name. I still haven't really shared much of the truth about my family except for Sara. She's been keeping touch with me about how filming is going and if I've heard anything from Drew. I feel relieved yet upset that I haven't. I'm mostly relieved that he hasn't tried to convince me to sell it, because I won't.

"Earth to Eden." I blink profusely at the waving of a hand in front of my face and snap back into reality. I look at Jo who's now laughing at my spacing out episode in the middle of our break.

"Sorry, I'm just really tired." I fall back onto the hard floor beneath me and Jo invites himself next to me. I shift my arms under my head for support and look over at him.

"We should be getting a few days off after this. Maybe we should all go do something." He suggests.

I feel my entire body relax and I smile at the thought of doing what I want for a change. I look back up at the sky and think of what I'm going to do with these next few days of freedom.

"That sounds so nice." A new voice approaches us.

I look up as the light blinds my vision. The figure steps over it, blocking it, and revealing who they are. My eyes go wide and I let out a quick squeal in fear.

"What the hell are you?" I now stand on my feet and hold my arms in front of me for defense. The familiar laugh makes me calm down and sit back down on the floor.

"Cool, right? I've taken so many pictures." Jamie flaunts his crazy makeup that makes him unrecognizable.

"Sick." Jo responds casually and high gives Jamie with his huge prosthetic hand.

We finish up the rest of the day and start heading back to our trailers. Shawn did announce we'd have the next week off which is amazing.

I strip away the dirty clothing I've been in for days and reach the shower that barely fits one person. The scenes we've filmed recently required me to have makeup on that looks like dirt and other gross stuff, so it was always easier for me to not wash my hair. Now that we don't need to look like we've been buried alive, I am more than happy to finally take a full shower.

A knock comes on my door as I finished drying off my body.

"One second!" I announce as I rushed to put on some clothes. I settle with one of the hellfire shirts they've used as a test run for merch and a pair of sweatpants that fit like they're Jo's.

I keep my hair wrapped in the towel as I walked over to the door. I push it open and smile back at the one already beaming at me.

"Get ready, we're all going out to dinner." Joseph starts walking in as he finishes his statement.