Bradies pov
The tour was over, we’d survived.
Well despite all the fights and tears over the last 2 days. Nobody seemed to be in the mood at all, I just didnt want this to end. Because now i had to make one of the biggest desicions I was ever going to make, I couldn’t let ims go so soon but the other option was me taking custody over her. It was racheals idea originally, ims was 18 in just over 3 months so it wouldn’t be for long. But Belinda wasn’t going to give her up without a fight, so it was starting to look like I was going to have to jump in and start that fight. If it came to it I was taking her to court. It was barely 8 am but i couldn’t sleep any longer, I needed to get rid of my frustration. Ask anyone who plays the drums, bashing the living crap out of them fixes all problems. I was really getting into it, despite all my muscles being stiff from just finishing a tour when someone came in. Well 2 people to be exact, one was Andy looking like he was ready to stab me and the other was Imogen, looking like she was ready to stab herself.
Andy yelled at me for a few minutes before he got over it and went back the way he came, when he left ims dropped the act. She burst into tears, threw her arms around me the best she could while I was sitting at my drum kit. Belinda had called, she was coming tomorrow morning to get ims and she was no where near ready to leave. After looking for Her for so long there was no way I wasn’t fighting to keep her in my life, nows a good as time as any to start this shit fight so I picked up my phone and dialed Belindas number. Ims sat in the corner of my room while I called Belinda, she was to scared to do anything else. I could see why when Belinda was so rude.
She refused to even consider lettting Imogen stay, furthermore insisted on coming and getting her tonight before I could “corrupt” her daughter anymore. When Chris crys it’s an annoying little high pitched screamy cry, with hardly an emotion at all so it’s pretty easy to ignore. When ims cried I was almost in tears myself, she wasn’t ready to go. But it looked like this was our last few hours together. She had finally got the cast off her wrist yesterday night, when she took Ashley up to get stitches in her lip where Emily punched her.
I just had no idea what to do, but fight this off.
Emilys pov
I came up to the coast to see Imogen, I knew she had to go and I didn’t want her to until I said my goodbyes. But as usual my immature side got the best of me. I kissed Shaun, I knew Imogen was jealous of Ashley and Shaun being together, I just wanted Imogen to be with Shaun and that needed Ashley out of the picture. Imogen was the first person to see past my flaws, instead of judging me she had let me help her, so I needed to return the favor.
But Shaun recognized me, despite all the makeup and my new hair colour, that just made it messy. I had to apologise, jumpnow and Imogen forced me too, even though I did this for Imogens benefit.
It didn’t exactly end well, I ended up walking back to the hotel I booked with a black eye and feeling more alone than ever.
They were a close knit group, everyone seemed to support everyone. Deep down I think I secretly just wanted to be part of the fun, I wanted someone to care about me so much.
Night were so long, the darkness seemed to swallow up all the happiness, all the lightness in the room until the air was heavy and cold. Breathing In was jagged glass. That’s when you know your going to cry, when breathing gets hard. I let myself cry, looks like I was crying myself to sleep again tonight
