Trigger Warning:
Implied relapsing.
4:00am.
First day of Tour,
Leaving Pennsylvania.
Sharing a bus with the rest of Escape The Fate wasn't all that bad, but sharing a bus with TJ Bell was horrible.
I was half-awake and Ryan was leading me -- more like almost carrying me -- to the bus, Chris and Devin were right behind us, Balz was in front of us, and the new touring drummer, Brandon Ritcher, was right next to Balz.
I knew Escape The Fate had already reached the bus because I heard Craig and the bassist talking before we even entered.
"Hey guys," Craig greeted, smiling.
"Hey," We all muttered in unison.
"Craig, when is the -- " TJ walked in, but paused.
There was a long silence.
"When's the what?" Craig asked, breaking the silence.
"...The first show." TJ said.
Craig looked at Chris.
"Tonight in Columbus." Chris replied.
"I'm goin' back to bed," Ryan stated. He looked at me. "You coming with?"
I nodded.
7:00pm.
"Goddammit, can you two not get into a fight two hours before our show?" Chris barked.
TJ and I were sitting on the couch, Chris standing over us like a father lecturing his two rebellious teenage sons.
"It's fucking mutual now." He muttered. "Ricky, what the hell, honestly? You were all for us stopping TJ from starting shit a week ago but now you're -- "
"He did start shit! He -- "
"I don't fucking care!" Chris shouted. "I don't give a shit who started it this time, but I'm fucking ending it! No more fighting before the shows! I don't give a shit if you do it any other time, but not before our fucking shows! Got it?"
"Yeah," TJ and I muttered.
"Ricky," Chris said. "Go put some make up over that bruise on your neck or something."
I got up, but as I was walking to the bus bathroom, I heard Chris say, "And TJ, no more punching people in the neck, yeah?"
11:35pm.
Ryan's POV
As soon as the show ended, Ricky ran to the back of the bus.
Probably to the bathroom, and I don't need to know why.
But what worried me is that he'd been in there for almost two hours.
It never takes him that long to get all the make up off after a show, even if he showers too.
Chris told me not to worry about it, but Devin kept giving me an odd look.
Maybe to tell me to go check on Ricky.
But I waited. Five minutes probably isn't a long time, but I waited.
Ricky's POV
I could barely believe what I'd done, but it hit me when I muttered to myself,
"Say goodbye to two years clean."
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Burned at Both Ends
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