Saving Rose

The Bassist

OH MY GOD!!! I wrote two giant chapters when I had no Internet connection, and they DELETED when I got back on Wi-Fi!!! Urgh! Well, I learned a lesson........ :'(

As Austin and I walked towards the PTV trailer, we didn't talk much. There weren't any people hanging around by where we were going, luckily. I didnt want any fans taking up time right now. Pierce the Veil was supposed to play in about an hour, and Of Mice & Men was gonna play right after them, so I didn't have all that much time to talk to the guys. Although I was nervous, I wanted to explain everything to them. They were so nice to me, and they deserved to know what was going on. Maybe I just wouldn't tell them right away, since they were going to have to leave right after. Then, I'd have to wait to hear what they thought about me after everything.

"Austin?" I said, glancing at him. It was actually kind of funny, since he was pretty tall and I was, well, barely 5 feet tall. I had to look up to see his face, which was full of concern. He had his arm protectively over my shoulder. I was curious about what fans would do if they saw. Maybe I didn't want to know...

"Yeah?" He said, giving me a worried look as we went around a corner. We were almost there, and I wasn't able to let it go. I was afraid. I didn't want to lose the guys as friends. That would really hurt, even though I had only known them for a short time so far.

"They get this kind of thing all the time with fans, don't they?" I said, thinking about all of the fans who went to these kinds of bands for help with dark thoughts about themselves.

Austin gave me a strange look, saying, "Uhh, yeah, I guess."

I nodded. So they would understand. This would go just fine, hopefully. Or, with my luck lately, it wouldn't.

When we reached the bus, Austin didn't even bother knocking. He just held the door open, gesturing for me to go first. I stepped inside, looking around. Tony, Mike, and Vic were all spread out on the two couches, and Mike was laying across the arms, which made a 90 degree angle. Well, that was an awkward position... I was glad these guys were so laid back. It would be easier to tell them that way.

Jaime was, of course, laying on his back, on the carpet in front of the couches, between them and the TV. When he noticed me, he rolled over then stood up. All of a sudden, I was engulfed in a giant hug. My face was buried in his shirt, against his warm chest. I could see the details in the tattoos on his muscled arms. Just being around him made me feel better.

He leaned back soon, then pulled me onto the carpet with him before I could feel disappointed. Austin walked over to the couch Mike's legs were on and sat down, stretching out and relaxing like it was his own couch.

As Mike popped a small fistful of Nerds in his mouth, Vic started talking to me. "Hey. Feeling better?" He was staring straight in my eyes, so I figured he expected me to lie.

I nodded, as Jaime pulled me closer to him. When I looked at him, he blushed, slightly scooting back to where he was the same distance from me as before. As he did that, he looked a little sad, but I couldn't really tell. He was hiding his emotions, which was weird for him. He was usually super outgoing.

"Good! We were really worried, you know. You didn't have to be embarrassed," he explained, giving me a warm smile. Tony gave me an awkward smile, showing his teeth. Then, he got serious again, suddenly.

"Yeah. Vic use to cut, and he was afraid to tell anyone, too!" Tony said, moving around, you guessed it, awkwardly. He stretched out. snuggling with his big, green stuffed turtle. Well, I guess he wasn't exactly normal anyways. He did really care, though. They all did. If I was gonna get better, it would be for them. They could drive me to do it.