Cracked Sinister (Girl x Girl)

Chapter Twelve

*+*Warped Shock*+*

**Edan's POV**

I rolled over. Jaime. What was he doing. He looked totally tired. But he was aware he was in MY bunk. He scooted closer to me and laced his arms around my waist. I used all my energy to roll over. I couldn't talk, move, I could barley keep my eyes open. He started kissing my neck. I got enough energy to shake him of doing that but he wouldn't let go of my waist. He looked at me with an apologetic look, and I gave him a small, sad smile. He kissed my lips. What?

I wasn't kissing back, I was stiff as a bored. I guess Sara was coming to sneak into my bunk because the next thing I knew Jaime was ripped out of my bunk and thrown onto the floor. I didn't think that was possible... He's so big and strong. She's kinda small... And so cute... I love her so much... Wait. No. Now is not the time. I had to stop her before she killed him. He has stood back up and I jumped in front of her before she could punch him. Causing her to punch my square in the face. She didn't seem phased until I saw angry and sad tears stream down her face. We were told earlier that we wouldn't start traveling until tomorrow.

She stepped back a few feet then turned around and ran out of the bus. I followed her suit, and saw her run to the FIR bus. She told them something and took her in. I jogged to the bus and knocked on the door. Ronnie answered,

"What's- oh, it's you." What a dick.

"Yea, could I see my... I don't know what to call her.. Could I see Sara? Please?" I begged.

"She doesn't want to talk to cheating sluts like you so... See ya!" He tried to close the door but I stopped him.

"She would never call me a cheating slut. No matter how mad she is," I was starting to get mad. When I get mad you better not fuel the fire. Or someone is going to pay.

"Maybe she didn't but after what she told me, you definitely seem that way." Gasoline. That's what that was. Gasoline to a fire. Good going Ronnie. I hope you weren't planning on playing the rest of Warped Tour, you just kind of eliminated those chances.

"You fucker. You stupid fucker. Don't you know if you pour gasoline onto a fire it explodes?" I snarled at him. I bet he could see the fire in my eyes, because he didn't seem as cocky anymore. He seemed a bit frightened. Good. What I was about to do was going to put him in a hospital for a long time probably until he dies, witch won't be long from now, and me into jail for life.