We had been on the road since 6am and had just arrived in Montreal. Luckily doors didn’t open till noon so Cass and I had time to still set up our tent. The guys were asleep when we arrive. Vic hadn’t come out of his bunk since I got on the bus. It was alright by me, I wouldn’t know what to say to him.
It was a hot day and I could feel myself on edge. My mind was being clustered by the thoughts that kept me awake last night and I was starting to loose it. Maybe my lack of sleep wasn’t helping me either.
“Tam do you want some water?” Cass stood beside me as I tore open new boxes of tees.
I shook my head and carried on.
“Its hot out, maybe you should” I was getting slightly annoyed. I just wanted these tees out of the box and sorted, there was no time to have water.
“Tammy!” she spoke louder causing my hand to slip with the exacto knife, cutting my other hand.
“Bitch! CUNT ! HOLY MOTHER OF DIRTY PILE OF DONKEY SHIT!” I yelled getting a few dirty looks from people passing by.
“Tammy, im so sorry! Are you okay?” Cas panicked grabbed a tee and wrapped it around my bleeding hand, applying pressure on it.
“Goddamn it Cas! , why the hell would you yell if I said no the first time! If you spent more time working and less time asking me if I was stupid water wed be fully set up by now!” I was yelling. I had hit my breaking point and just snapped. Sadly though it was at Cas, who did nothing wrong but be there at the wrong time.
She just looked at me and nodded. Taking in every bit of my shit that was coming out of my mouth.
“I mean if I could I wouldn’t even be here right now, im so sick of this!. Im sick of the heat!, im sick of boys! im sick of people wanting answers all the damn time!. I sick and tired of warped!” I snatched my hand away from Cas and walked to the back of the tent to have more privacy. As I paced around , having random out bust of anger and begin to kick what ever was in my way.
“Whoa calm down there Tam, that’s my amp”
“Yeah well I don’t give a damn right now Jaime, its here and its in my way”
Jaime stood there with his hands up in defence.
“What did you do to your hand?”
“Whats with the questions today! I clearly cut it!” waving my hands in his face as if the blood soaked shirt wasnt enough.
“Oh okay” his voice lowered as he wen to go join Cas up front.
“Whats with her?” I could hear them talking.
“Shes just tired and stressed. Let her cool down” at least Cas understood.
I hated that I yelled at her but I was at my breaking point. I just wanted to leave.
Vic pov.
I sat on the couch with my eyes closed and the ice pack on my cheek. Listening to Danny be dragged through the house and Tammy in tears. I didn’t know what felt worst. My face taking a pounding or that I just messed up everything with her.
I listened to Tam kick him out, the pain in her voice telling him to go and her sobs she let out once the door was closed. Was it bad that I felt happy that he was gone?
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I don't ever want to lose my best friend (Vic Fuentes )
RandomBest friends since they were kids. Tammy and Vic were inseparable. Vic was always there for his best friend, but what happens when he decides to bring her on tour with him and the guys. Does he realize she means more to him then just friends...