When You Look Me In The Eyes

You Have My Heart

*B sits on her bunk with her knees pulled to her chest crying when her bunk curtain opens and her bunk shifts under the weight of someone else, B peeks out to see Sam*

(Bailey) *wipes eyes* no boys in my bunk

(Sam) well, I'm breaking the rules…we need to talk

(Bailey) I don’t want to talk to you right now…get off my bunk

(Sam) *sigh* please talk to me…tomorrow is my last day, I don’t want to waste it fighting

*B puts her head back down and ignores Sam*

(Sam) Bailey…

(Bailey) GET OFF!

*Sam hops down with a sigh and walks back into the front of the bus*

(Nick) Whats going on?

(Sam) she wont talk to me…shes crying… and…ugh…she won't listen

(Nick) I’ll talk to her

*Nick walks back to the bunks, crawls in and lays down next to B…B peeks out to see Nick and lays down snuggling her face into his shoulder*

(Nick) why you find my smelly armpit so comforting is beyond me…

(Bailey) *muffled giggle* shut up

(Nick) serious though…come out…we need to talk

*B sighs and turns to her side facing Nick*

(Nick) you shouldn’t go to bed fighting

(Bailey) can we not talk about Sam please

(Nick) he didn’t do anything

(Bailey) *lifts her head up to look at Nick* you don’t KNOW that

(Nick) yes I do

(Bailey) *rolls eyes* and how do you know?

(Nick) *smirks* …that boy is in love with you

(Bailey) so he says…

(Nick) so he IS…just talk to him…work it out

*B sighs and Nick kisses the top of her head before hopping down off the bunk*

*B sits up and leans against the side of her bunk, her knees pulled up to her chest, Sam comes back and crawls into her bunk*

*Awkward silence*

(Bailey) *tears* I don’t know what you want me to say to you right now…I can't believe you went to a party at Brooke's…of all people

(Sam) *sigh* nothing happened…you can trust me

(Bailey) yea...Jake told me the same thing…then after he cheated…it was…it will never happen again…you can trust me…

(Sam) *irritated* I'm not Jake!

(Bailey) you don’t get to be the one upset right now! 

(Sam) Why?? Because I went to a party?

(Bailey) at Brooke Taylors!

(Sam) *irritated* Look Bailey…it isn’t exactly easy with you being gone for so long and then lately we havn't been able to talk and I know that isn’t your fault but finals sucked ass and I really just wanted to get out of the house and blow off some steam…it wasn’t something I felt like I needed to clear with you. I'm sorry if it made you upset but I don’t need your permission to go out and I've never given you any reason not to trust me

*B starts to cry again*

(Bailey) You’re right, you don’t need my permission to go out…I just wish you would have considered my feelings before going to her house. Walking in on Jake at that party with Brooke…*sighs* it ripped my heart out and it never really healed right and the idea of you being at her house…without me…it just…*shakes head and bites her lip….wipes eyes* I want to trust you…no…I DO trust you…its just hard…it feels like…deja vu.

(Sam) *lowers head and sighs* I'm sorry…please don’t cry

*B wipes her eyes with the back of her hand*

(Bailey) *ragged breath* I hate this…I hate being on tour…being away from you. I like being here for my brothers but tour comes along and my life gets put on hold... yours keeps going…and…things could happen

(Sam) no they couldn’t

(Bailey) you say that now but soon you will realize that there are girls that are THERE

(Sam) I'm not interested in any other girls and yea…it sucks being apart but you have my heart….it doesnt matter how far away you are.

*B lets out a breath and tears start falling again as a small smile forms on her lips*

(Sam) *groan* you are crying again

(Bailey) *smile* *wipes eyes* its good crying this time 

*Sam scoots over to sit next to B*

(Sam) I love you

(Bailey) *smile* I love you too

*B leans in and kisses Sam and her curtain opens revealing Mom*

(Bailey) *breaks kiss* I…

(Mom) *holds up hand to shush B* I don’t want excuses or explainations…I want Sam out of your bunk and I want you to thank the Lord your Dad isn’t the one that just caught him in there

*Sam squeezes B’s hand and gives Mom an apologetic smile before hopping down off the bunk and walking to the front of the bus*

(Mom) *sees B has been crying* is everything ok?

(Bailey) *nods* we had a fight…we worked it out

(Mom) I'm glad you two worked things out but next time…work them out somewhere other than your bunk

(Bailey) *smiles* yes ma’am

*B hops down off her bunk and follows Mom to the front of the bus*

(Mom) alright…Daddy isn’t feeling so great…we are going to bed so try to keep things down to a dull roar…

*Mom kisses the boys and B goodnight* 

(Mom) night…love you

(All four) love you too…

*Mom walks to the back of the bus*

(Bailey) Dads sick? No wonder he has been so grumpy

(Nick) probably has whatever I have…

(Bailey) youre sick? 

(Nick) definitely don’t feel good…thought it was D stuff at first…think the lows are just part of the package

(Bailey) *groans* great…

Bailey’s Inner Monologue

I'd like to take a moment to have a mental temper tantrum…like a good one…ya know the kind where you throw yourself on the ground and kick and scream and thrash around…one like that. Boys are the WORST when they are sick. They are so whiney and needy and grumpy and…pathetic. *groans* If Dad and Nick are sick it's only a matter of time before the other two get it and I'm stuck in a bus with all of them. Dear God, grant me strength...to not kill them.