This Is Our Sweet Blasphemy: An Ashley Purdy Love Story

Unveil The Sacred Order

Today, while out on an adventure to get coffee, I met a girl named Chrystian. It was weird to think about my band mate, Christian, and this beautiful girl, Chrystian, sharing a name. I found it quite weird, so weird, in fact, that I just signed her poster and walked away, even though she seemed really interested in me.

I walked back to the hotel room to find everyone packing their bags. I quickly stuffed everything back into my suitcase and took it out to the van. Andy's dad slid into the drivers seat and we all got into the back. I sat on Chrisitan's lap for about half an hour, letting Andy rest his head on my lap. Jinxx had his head on Andy's chest, and Jake was leaning on Christian's shoulder.

We stopped to get some food and then got right back on the road. Tours usually meant McDonalds, Wendy's, and Sonic wherever we could find it. Once, we even decided to have In N Out Burger just for the hell of it. I stared out the window while Andy tried to force feed me a hamburger, which I refused to eat. "Just leave me alone, Andy." I said, randomly feeling upset.

"Ash, what's wrong?" he asked, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Just forget it, Andy." I pressed, leaning against the door.

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I had fallen asleep and I had been sleeping for about two hours before we came to a stop. The bus jolted forward and I slipped off the seat, hitting my butt on the floor. "Ow!" I yelled, standing up and rubbing my leather shrouded butt.

Andy laughed and helped me sit back down and he reminded me to put on my seatbelt this time. We were stuck in traffic and we all had our instruments, except for CC, who had a little drumming thing. We ended up playing several songs with the doors open. People enjoyed the music, except for a guy who threw an empty can of Coke at me.

I flipped him off when it hit my bass and made a horrible sound. He honked his horn at me, so I got out of the van and walked toward his car. Andy grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back into the van. "Chill, man." he warned.

I glared at the man who sat in his car, laughing. He flipped me off and yelled, "Gay emo fags!" as he passed the van.

I pulled the door shut and frowned. Andy smiled sadly. "No fans out on the open road, huh."

I shook my head. We played with the doors and windows closed and Andy provided ample vocals. A car passed with a BVB sticker on the back window and Andy opened the window. "BVB ARMY FOREVER!" he yelled.

A group of teenage girls in a convertible cheered loudly, as well as two guys in a truck with the windows down. The fans were all around us. I stuck my head out the window. "We are young and we are strong!" I screamed, thrusting a fist into the air.

We were the Black Veil Beides Army. We were young and strong. We could do this.