There's a hole in my heart nobody can see

Thank God It's Friday

   First week of tour is over. I am exhausted and so are all of the guys. However, they mustered up the energy to put together a beginning of the tour party with all of the band members and crew. I was excited that I got to catch up with the guys from Motionless, as I've met them briefly in the past. I also got to introduced myself to the guys in Black Veil Brides. Angels. Every single band member on this tour were so sweet. Except for the one sour one, I wish to not speak of. Too late.

   Speaking of the devil himself, Spencer walked over to me and threw his arm around me as I rolled my eyes.

   "Oh relax Case. I'm not going to bite..maybe." He gave me a devilish look, as I scrunched up my nose and shook my head. "How's tour going for you so far?" Sipping his drink, trying to make small talk with me, as I have been avoiding him whenever I possibly could.

   "Actually, a lot better than I expected. I have to admit. You guys really do sound great." I was really not wanting to admit that to him. "Motionless is obviously the better sounding one." Only believing half of what I said. Don't get me wrong, Spencer's voice is incredible and they put on an amazing show, but I will take that with me to my grave before I ever admit that to him.

   Spencer raised his eyebrow, almost in disbelief that I said that. "I'm sorry, did I just hear a compliment out of your mouth?" He teased.

  "Don't get too ahead of yourself there, Spence." He laughed and I could tell his eyes ran up and down my body inspecting everything from my black slip on shoes, to my ripped jeans and Avenged Sevenfold shirt, up to my red lips and brown hair. I tried to ignore it and swiftly walked away from him to go get a drink and mingle with some others.

  It is no secret he had a thing for me in the past. We fucking slept together, and that didn't go well. The way he use to look at me right before we hooked up caused me to cave in. As much as we don't see eye to eye anymore, that look is burned somewhere in my brain. Going from enemies, to friends to sleeping together, it ruined any kind of relationship and really fucked me up. Thank god for my therapist.

   Everyone was having such a great time and we were really starting to form bonds. A lot of us started drinking heavily, as we had the weekend off, probably the only time on this tour.

   I left the party around 1:00 AM, hopping back on the bus, exhausted. Only to find the one and only devil child Spencer Charnas sitting on the sofa, shirtless, stuffing popcorn in his mouth watching god knows what slasher movie this time. Either I startled him or he jumped slightly from the movie as soon as I walked in front of the TV. He whined at me to get out of the way. My response. Steal his green bowl of popcorn and plopped down on the other side of the sofa, putting so much space between us. Pouting that I took his popcorn, he got up and made some more.

  I woke up in a daze, not realizing I fell asleep on the couch. I had a comfy blanket and pillow that I do not remember having before I fell asleep. My makeup was also off. Ricky. He must of taken care of me when he came back to the bus.

   Walking back to the small dining table where everyone was sitting eating their breakfast, I was greeted warningly by everyone.

   "How did you sleep?" Joe asked with his goofy grin. "Just fine, thank you." I replied sitting next to the only spot left at the table, between Ricky and Spencer. Ricky gave me a side hug and a kiss on the top of my head and then roughed up my already tangled hair.

   I looked at Ricky and smiled. "Thanks for taking care if me last night, you're the best." He shot an almost confused look at me, and I realized it wasn't him. I scanned the members in the room to have my eyes fall on Spencer last. He gave me a small grin and poked me in the side.

"Morning, Princess."