Before Misery

Chapter 3

♪♫ The Used – I Come Alive♪ ♫

"Marcus, you ready?" I asked the man when he was staring down at the screen of his camera. He showed me thumbs up, indicating that we were ready to go.

"Take a seat, guys," I gestured towards a set of sofas while taking a seat on the matching armchair across from them. They all sat down,with Beau the closest to me, then Derrick, Kaden and Aiden.

"So, where do we begin?" I set the orange binder on my lap, opening to the front page.

"I recommend from the start," Derrick snidely commented.

"Good call," I smiled politely.

I asked the easy, starting questions on Cassie's sheet of paper. That went great until there was a question about relationships which I guess was a mandatory question, even though I wasn't sure if people reading Kerrang! really wanted that kind of information. But I asked that anyway and all hell went loose.

"Why do you always ask about who's dating who? I never ask anyone about their relationships. It makes me so damn furious! Why are all the interviews the same!? Fucking hell!" Kaden freaked out and stormed out of the room, leaving me completely stunned and sitting still fora good few minutes.

"Should've seen it coming," Aiden mumbled, lowering his head. The band was embarrassed by the way Kaden had acted.

I was just trying to be professional and it even wasn't me who screwed my first interview up. Kaden had been so nice, before and during the interview, until now. Maybe he was bipolar? Hope not.

I stood up from my chair after closing the binder up. I felt honestly offended. Everyone of the remaining boys was still sitting on the sofa with their mouths open.

"I think we're done here. Thanks guys," I bit the inside of my cheek before making my way out of the room.

Cassie's going to hate me for not doing her interview. Damn you, Kaden.

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After I'd calmed my nerves, I really wanted to confront Kaden about this. Hoping they hadn't already driven away, I angrily stomped outside the building where I could see Derrick and Beau in the van, with  Aiden on the phone outside and Kaden pacing around the parking lot at the back of the company.

"Hey, you! Kaden, isn't it? A word?" I nodded my head towards the back entrance of the company. I didn't want to have an audience in the middle of the parking lot. We didn't go inside, just stayed right outside the door which was a fair distance from the nearest pavement.

I was furious and I was about to give this man a lecture.

"Yeah?" he seemed careless now, with absolutely no emotion whatsoever. I heard the van door open and Derrick and Beau peeked out from the doorway. Great. Now we have an audience.

"Do you think I wanted to do this? Do you think I chose to be an interviewer just for one day  to please jerks like you? I didn't! And I didn't want to get involved in this at all! I was supposed to assist the interviewer and Thomas and that was it! Sure, some of your fans would die to be in my position right now," I waved my hands all around the place, firing angry glares at Kaden. Kaden was about to reply.

"Let me finish," I stated, "I do not want to be an interviewer. I don't! Really! I did my boss' work because she couldn't be here for the occasion and she actually was really looking forward to this. And you, being a selfish little brat, ruined it. I'm not going to give Cassie the interview if you don't want the interview to be released. For your information, she isn't one to swap out your words for hers to cause drama. Yeah, I'm not going to do anything about the article, actually. I don't care if they're going to fire me for this. I sincerely hope you're happy now. And for your information – I'm not the author of the questions, maybe Cassie added that later 'cause that's not what we discussed. My questions were just about to come before some selfish little brat interrupted me and thought it would be 'cool' to piss me off. Next time let me remind you not to do it – oh, wait, there won't be a next time 'cause you blew it," I hissed out all I wanted to tell him, angry tears slipping from my eyes.