Twenty One Pilots (fan fiction)

\Two\

"Who are you talking to?" Asks my mom, Jane. I dont know why she's so nosy. Im 26 years old. "Hold on." I told Josh before moving my phone down to my shoulder. "Josh." I told my mom. "Mhm, okay. Dinner is ready. I want you downstairs in 10 minutes." She shut the door and after i heard her walk downstairs, put my phone up to my ear again.

"Sorry about that." I apologized to Josh. "My mom is really nosy." "Its fine." I could feel his smile through the phone. "How long are you staying at your moms?" "For a month. My house is still a mess after what happened."

About a month ago, i broke up with my ex. And he went crazy. I forgot to get my house key from him, so when i was at work he went to my house and thrashed the place. He broke all my mirrors, ripped my pillows open, stole my T.V. (which is totally fine. I never even used it. I never really believed what was on T.V., anyways), and stole a bunch of expensive stuff (watches, rings, earings, etc..).

"Man, im sorry." Josh said. I sighed and layed my head back onto my pillow. I heard shuffling on the Joshs line. "Are you busy?" I ask. "No, no. Tyler just came by." "Tell him i said hi." I said. "Tell him yourself." I heard more shuffling and it went silent. "Tyler?" I ask. "Athena?" He asked back. I laughed. "Hey, little bean. Whatcha been up to?" "Eh, not much. Working on some songs, the usual." I nodded my head. "Cool, cool." "Yup. What about you?" "Well, im still at my moms house, and shes really nosy, it sucks." "Sorry to hear that." "No, dont be sorry. So, i heard that you guys are going on tour! That amazing!" "Yeah..about that.." He said. "What?" I ask.

I heard whispering for about 2 or 3 minutes. "I can hear you guys whispering." I say. "We have we question to ask you." Josh said. "Okay. Go for it." I put my phone on speaker so i can get dressed (My mom dosent like me eating dinner in my pj's). "How would you like to go on tour with us?" Asked Tyler. I stopped going through my closet and ran to my phone. I took it off speaker and held it up to my ear. "Say that again." I asked. "How would you like to go on tour with us?" Asked Josh. "A-are you serious?" I stuttered. "Yes." Said Tyler. "We get lonely. And since you're our best friend, why not?"

I thought about it for a while. "How long is the tour?" I ask. "9 months." Thats a long time. I would miss a lot of work. But when will i get another chance like this? Probably never. "Okay, i'll go." I said smiling. I heard them high-five. "Great. Pack 9 months worth of clothes, i will pick you up tomorrow at 5:30 A.M." Josh Said. "Okay, i will see you later. Bye." I heard the line go dead and i put my phone in my back pocket.

I ran downstairs into my living room. "Whats for dinner?" I ask my mom. "Chicken soup." She replied. "I have something to tell you." I said grabbing out a bowl and pouring some soup into it. "Okay, what is it." She asked. I say down next to her at the kitchen table and noticed that she wasnt paying attention, she was watching T.V. "I dont get why you watch stuff like this." I say playing with my soup with my spoon. "Its real stuff." She replies not taking her eyes off the screen. "Mom, its TMZ. All of this stuff is made up." I say laughing. "What did you want to tell me?" She asks finally taking her eyes off the screen. I took a deep breath and looked into my moms eyes. "Tyler and Josh want me to go on tour with them." I say. "How long is the tour?" She asks pushing her bowl to the side and folding her hands. "Nine months." I say looking down at my soup.

I looked up after about 30 seconds. She had her head in her hands. "What do you think about this." I ask putting my right hand on her should. She lifted her head up and looked me in the eyes. "No, absolutely not." She said. "What? No, i already said i would go." I said shaking my head. "I forbid you to go, Susie. Its not right." I couldn't believe what she was telling me. "No mom." I said standing up. "This isnt your decision. Its mine. Im sorry, but im going." I was walking up the stairs when i felt her grab my wrist. "SUSIE! I SAID NO! I FORBID YOU TO GO ON TOUR WITH THOSE FOOLS! YOU WILL GET HURT!" She yelled in my face. When did my mother become so abusive? I looked down at my wrist, it was turning a different colour. "Mom, let go, you're hurting my wrist." I said eacaping her powerful grip. I ran upstairs to my room, shut and locked my door. I have to get out of here, now.
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