Amara and I danced to the last few songs as Colson performed. He had a smile plastered to his face as he sang "body bag" and "ay". Amara had her phone as she took videos. I looked up to see him singing and was shocked the way he was acting. This was new. As he sang he reached down his body to grab himself, causing the girls in the crowed to go crazy.
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I laughed out when he turned to me and smirked.
After the song ended I walked back over to the consession stand to grab a water. That's when Shawn walked over.
"You made him late to stage". He said and picked a cookie off the tray.
"He wasn't late". I said and turned go walk off but he grabbed me.
"You may have gotten away with alot when Jack's was here, but I'm not taking any shit. You may be his wife but I'm the one that gets the shows. Do you understand? What do you think he'll choose, the money and fame or a housewife"?
I can't believe he just said that to me.
"Excuse me"?
He nodded. "You heard me. You walk around here, looking like this and you expect everyone to treat you like a queen. I'm in charge of you and your husband when we're on tour. I won't hesitate to send your ass home". He said.
I rolled my eyes and went to walk off but he grabbed my arm bringing me back to him.
"Ow". I winced and it only made him squeeze harder.
"Do you understand me? Or do you only listen to someone when they are between your legs"? He said and pulled me closer.
"Shawn get off of me. Your hurting me". I panicked.
"Do you understand me"? He spoke again.
"Yes now get off of me". He only pulled me closer.
"If you tell Colson any of this, this will be his last show".
How could he do that. I get maybe sending me packing but Colson? He's making him the money, why jeopardize that? Then it hit me, he'll need Colson more then Colson would need him. We didn't have a problem getting Jack's replacement.
"Bite me". I hissed and got out of his hold.
I walked back over to the stage and finished watching Colson as he sang the last song. I felt my eyes burn as I tried to stop the tears. Iv never felt more humiliated by a grown man in my life. Well mine Dylan and Asher.
Once Colson ran off the stage he grabbed my hand and walked us to the bus as Bobby pushed pass paparazzi and fans. We all got onto the bus and soon after we drove off. That was probably the fastest we ever left a venue.
"Best fucking night, I got some girls number. She's hot as fuck". Justin smiled and started to type on his phone.
"I think I broke my finger". Sophie laughed.
"Well tomorrow night we're going to be early for a 6:00 show. Nobody should be late". Shawn spoke and looked over at Colson.
"I wasn't late for this one. Matter of fact, my shows are always on time". He said and took a drink from Rook.
"The party don't start till he walks in". Rook sang the famous Kesha song out loud, getting a laugh from the whole bus.
"Like I said. We're not going to late tomorrow night". Shawn said amd made eye contact with me.
I grabbed colsons arm and hid my face on his shoulder, lightly kissing it. He pulled away and put his arm around me so now my head was on his chest.
He moved his one hand over to me as I held his phone and I laughed. I was posting is concert photos on his Instagram story. In the matter of seconds he lifted my mood. I took a picture of his bracelet, his hand lightly tickling my side.
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"Maybe"? I whispered.
He smiled and kissed the top of my head.
*
The guys were still asleep so I decided to update all of Colson's social medias. I was supposed to last night but Colson got carried away again. I sipped my tea as I went through photos to add for his photodump Thursday he likes to call it. It's when he adds all these pictures out of context.
"Ugh"!
I turned to see Rook walking out and then sit next to me.
"What's up with you"? I asked.
"I got no fucking sleep. I shouldn't have drank that much". He groaned.
I turned to see that the door to our bed was still shut and I turned back to Rook. I needed to tell someone about yesterday. Due to Shawn grabbing me, I have a bruise on my upper arm and I don't want Colson to think that he did it himself.
"Hey, so last night something happened". I said and Rook looked up at me.
"Like what. Is the baby okay. Are you hurt". He asked and I nodded.
"Everything is fine. There was a problem with Shawn. He, well he basically threatened me". I said.
He looked back to the doors and then moved his chair closer.
"What did he say"?
"He threatened to send me home if I continue to mess with the tour all because he thinks Colson was late to stage. Then he told me that I only listen if someone's between my legs and did this". I said, pulling my arm out of Colson's long sleeve shirt.
He grabbed my arm, inspecting the bruise and looked at me.
"Kells will kill him". He said.
"I can't tell Colson. That's what I don't want to happen." I said.
Rooks face turned red as he sat back in his hair and huffed. "Then let me deal with it". He said and I shook my head.
"Rook, I don't want you doing anything either. I can handle it". I said.
He leaned over the table and grabbed my arm again. "You need to watch the stress. What you do effects the baby". He whispered. "I'll handle it". He said.
I nodded and put my arm back in the sleeve just when Colson walked out of the room.
"Good morning my angel, Rook". He laughed.
"Kells". He said and stood up.
When he walked off Colson turned to me. "What crawled up his ass"? He asked.
"He didn't sleep good last night". I said and gave him a smile.
