The Man Behind the Makeup

Chapter 27: I Bought Us Plane Tickets

The family I worked with was extremely nice, but their son wouldn't stop hitting on me and he's like sixteen while I'm twenty-five. That's fucking weird. I left the house and drove straight to Andy's recording studio. I really need to apologize and explain things. The awful memories of my rage and the blood running down my back and from my eyes, I couldn't believe that was even me. I hate being half demon. It is ruining my life.

As I pulled up to the studio, I took a deep breath and tried to figure out what I was going to say. Oh shit I'm nervous. Why am I nervous? This is my fucking boyfriend I shouldn't be nervous about this. I mean, yeah I apologized and everything last night, but I was drunk. Drunk apologies don't count. I sighed as I got out of the car and went inside. I smiled at the receptionist and walked out back to the studio. I could see Jinxx, Ashley, and CC, but Andy and Jake were MIA. I knocked as I walked in. The three of them smiled at me and I was glad nobody was upset.

"Hey Anna, what brings you by?" CC gave me a hug and I smiled and waved at the other two as I sat down on the couch.

"I was actually looking for Andy. I wanted to apologize about the other day." Their eyes widened and nobody made eye contact with me. Okay, what happened? I crossed my arms and stared at Ashley because I knew that he would be the easiest to crack. He squirmed under my stare and sighed as he was going to speak, but Jinxx slapped his hand over his mouth.

"Him and Jake just went out about an hour ago. They should be back any minute." I raised an eyebrow at him, but shook my head. Ashely laid down and put his head on my lap and kicked his feet up on the arm of the couch. I laughed and started braiding his hair. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two tall figures walking down the hall. That must be them. Jake opened the door and the two of them froze when they looked at Ashley and I.

"Ashely, get off of me so I can get up." He groaned and rolled off onto the floor. He's such a weirdo sometimes. I stood up and weakly smiled at Andy. He was wearing sunglasses, a light blue t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and a black denim vest. Well, that's not as hardcore as normal, but I approve. He looks good in color. "Can I talk to you?" He nodded and I followed him out into the hall.

"Anna, you don't-" I shook my head and he grabbed my hand.

"Yes I do. I am so fucking sorry about how I reacted. Those pictures were fake and I should have never trusted Juliet over you." He nodded and pulled me into his chest. He had one arm around my shoulders and the other hand on the back of my head as I cried into his shoulder. Nobody here could see my blood tears, so I just let it out. He rubbed my back and kissed the top of my head.

"Anna, it's okay. Nobody was hurt and everything is fine." I sniffled and he pushed me back a little so he could look at my face. He wiped away the tears and they disappeared when they touched his finger. He smiled and pressed his lips to mine and I felt the coldness of my heart become over powered by the warmth of my love for Andy. He pulled away and seemed a bit nervous. "I got something for you." He pulled two slips of paper out of his back pocket. I was a little confused when I looked at them. "I bought us plane tickets to go to Ohio." My eyes widened and I read them. Sure enough, it said Destination: Cincinnati, Ohio right on the back of the ticket.

"Do you think we could go to the church?" He nodded and I smiled and squeezed him in my arms. He laughed as he squeezed me back and kissed me again.

"We have a concert tonight. Do you want to come?" I smiled and nodded my head. We walked into the recording studio with the rest of the band and I smiled at them. Ashley came up to me and dragged me over to the couch.

"Did you say yes?" I laughed and nodded my head. Sometimes I forget that he is a guy and not a drag queen, even though he could totally pass for one.