Saving Rose

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Author's Note: Got my first comment :DDDD aaaaand PTV's Bulls in the Bronx music video is premiering in one week!! *fangirling*

Oh, there's this song called "Remembering Sunday" by All Time Low, and it's one of the saddest, sweetest songs ever. IT'S AN AMAZING SONG. YOU SHOULD CHECK IT OUT!! It's so sad. I totally recommend it, especially if a loved one has ever left you.

The next morning, the first thing I find myself thinking about is Reilly. How did I ever love him? How did he become a monster? Or was he always this terrible? If he was, how did I miss it? I'll need to pay better attention to people if Reilly was always that much of a jerk and I never noticed.

I roll over, finding myself staring into Jaime's eyes across the empty space separating our bunks.

"I can't bear the thought of losing you," he whispers, looking sad. I sigh, resting my head on my arms.

"Don't get too attached," I reply honestly. It's true. I could be gone any day. I could die tomorrow. If I were to die anytime soon, I wouldn't want it to hurt anyone too much. I'd want them to move on. I've never been anything special.

Jaime seems annoyed with my response. Figures. I drop to the ground, since I have the top bunk. I'm above Tony, and Vic's under Jaime. Mike got the bed at the end, facing the doorway.

I grab a random shirt, which happens to have Of Mice & Men on it, and some faded, ripped blue skinny jeans, and head to the bathroom to get ready. I don't really ever put on any makeup, so that saves time. I put my long blond hair up into a high ponytail, and comb my bangs over my right eye. Once I'm all ready, I leave the bathroom and search for some food.

All I find that seems tasty is some apple juice, so I just drink a glass before leaving the trailer. Jaime and I were the last to wake up, and he's already gone. I'm pretty sure that they were planning on doing an unexpected signing for the fans. I guess I'll just go see who's playing, since I don't have to work today.

I have to keep dodging fans whenever they see someone famous. I can't imagine being famous; all of the people would scare me. I can barely stay alive walking around during this tour!

I finally reach where the closest stage is. I can immediately recognize the band. Of Mice & Men. Well, I chose a good day to wear one of their shirts. I have so many of each band because of my job, so they're practically all I wear these days. It's good to promote all the guys. They're all such great musicians.

I can tell they've just started Second and Sebring, one of my favorite songs. After My Understandings, of course. I honestly liked it better when the band had Shay, but they're still really good. I sing along to every word.

"This is not what it is, only baby scars. I need your love like a boy needs his mother's side." My favorite lines. I feel so bad for Austin whenever I hear this song, since it was written about his mom. I feel a pain in my chest, and realize I'm thinking about my parents. I'm on the verge of tears for a while. I hope nobody sees. If Jaime finds out, he won't let me out of his sight for a long time. He'll also probably hide the razors, but he'll deny it. He always does when I'm sad. Soon, I calm down, and am able to go back to enjoying the music.

I get closer to the stage, now surrounded by people. I'm glad I'm not claustrophobic, since it's so packed right now. I'm already sweaty, and it's getting a little hot, but that doesn't stop me from enjoying the music. The thrill of concerts never goes away. Even if I'm working at them.

An hour later, when OM&M is done, the crowd slowly disappears. The next band isn't coming on for another hour, and people are probably trying to get pictures and stuff before then. I follow the crowd, since it's the only way I can move anyway.