Drumsticks and Guitar Picks - Complete

Chapter Thirtythree - Brother/Sister Love

"What happened to not crying?" Andy asked, looking like he was about to burst into tears himself.

"I never said that, ok!" I folded my clothes into my bag, trying to keep myself busy.

"I'm gonna miss this..." Tommy said, looking around the bus.

"What are you on about?" I straightened up, looking him in the eye when they found mine.

"Well, we aren't coming back without you!"

"Yes you are Tommy! Crying with the sinners isn't going to fall into the toilet just because I'm leaving! Andy has an amazing voice and don't forget David basically plays Electric and-"

"It won't be Crying with the Sinners though, will it!" David cut me off.

"Change the name then! You can't let your careers fail because I'm moving on!"

"You told us yourself that we could play on your album and on your tour so technically our careers wont be completely lost!" Andy stood up off the couch and patted me on the shoulder.

"You are coming back to this festival without me, if it kills you! No wait, I will kill you if you don't come back so either way you are gonna be dead"

"I-" David began.

I held up my finger. "Let me finish!" David held up his hands in defence and I smiled at him. "I would rather you died doing something you love, not sitting at your parents home wallowing in self pity or whatever you do when I'm not there!"

"Fair enough!" Tommy began. "Now you listen to me! When you are rich and famous and kicking ass, don't forget me or any of us!"

"I lived with you, you moron!"

"You could still forget me..."

"I won't I promise! Hey David will you go grab us some coffee? I'll pay!" I pulled a note out my back pocket and passed it David. "Take Andy with you before he cries..."

"Grab me one too, will you!" Tommy asked, grinning.

"Do I have a choice?" David asked, taking the note from me.

"No, go on!" I smiled at him sweetly as Andy followed him out the door. I waited for them to go and I turned to Tommy. "Come with me to the first meeting with Billy, will you? I'd have no idea what so say!"

"When is it?"

"Oh, c'mon! Don't act like your diary is fully booked! Don't come as band mate, come as a brother!" I pleaded, pouting slightly.

"Fine, but as your brother!" He said, mockingly "I'm proud of you, you know!"

"I'm proud of me too-"

"I hope you go somewhere big with this, I mean it!" Tommy held up his fist for me to bump but I just hugged him. It had been the first time in forever Tommy and I had a true brother sister moment, it was actually fairly nice for a change.

"Its Schneider records... I'm sure they don't do things by halves by what you guys have said!"

"They don't! Make us proud, kid!"

David and Andy walked back in the tour bus, while Tommy and I were still hugging. "Aww! Look at you two!" David awkwardly said through trying to rip open a sugar packet with his teeth.

I took my coffee from him "Thanks, keep the change David! You've bought so much coffee this week I think I owe you!"

"Thanks Ang!" He high-fived me and collapsed on the sofa, nearly sitting on Andy who had beaten him to it.

"No problem!" I finished folding my clothes into the bag, making sure I left something out for the morning. There's nothing worse than getting back and having to dig around for all your stuff on the bus. I really am going to miss sleeping in the terrible beds and constant coffee diets. All part of the festival life really! Touring life will be hard, but It'll be fun. I just have to make sure the guys are with me!

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked my texts, finding one from Molly. 'Ok, how much did you cry then? Lay it on me!'

'Enough... I'm gonna miss all this, Mollz! See you tomorrow afternoon!"

I climbed into my bunk and just laid there, thinking. "Great show earlier by the way guys-"

I didn't get an answer, all I got was snores.