Jumpnows pov
Tour was over. I always loved it when tours were over because I got to sleep as much as I wanted. But not this time. Okay so, while we had been on tour everything had been nearly perfect but now it wasn’t. Getting ash and Shaun back together wasn’t to hard, he ended up taking her to the hospital to get stitches just above her lip, It was 10 in the morning now and I could hear them talking upstairs. Ims had finally got the cast off her arm while we were up at the hospital, she kept it, insisting that it was special and I could understand where she was coming from. That cast had been a symbol of when we were all happy, now she had just got off the phone to Belinda, she was being forced home in just 2 days. Ims hugged me, letting all her frustration out by hugging hard.
She had gone to find bradie which left me alone to feel guilty. I was so confused, I still liked ash but i couldn’t imagine life without ims now. I spoke to a couple of venues yesterday, organizing a couple of meet and greets around the place. We all needed to get back on track, I wasn’t letting this fall apart so easy. So people always saw me as the emo guy, truth was I really wasn’t. Ok so forget the scars from being burned and cut on tour. And if it was the last thing I did I was going to keep our little family together.
Bellas pov
Jimmy promised me the day we made up he was never going to let me go again. Well things change, promises break. My family found out I was seeing Andy, they were really mad and taking me home in a few days. Jimmy didn’t even put up a fight.
He was supposed to keep his promises because when trust breaks it can be a little hard to stick back together. Andy was still half asleep when bradie started bashing on his drums, he went down to get up him but when he came back the drums were still going. He looked pretty angry but he softened when he saw me. This was the one thing I loved most about this. Imogen bought me on tour because she was to scared to go alone, but instead of her sticking by me I found Andy. He made us coffees, his house was really fancy, it had a proper cafe style coffee maker. Andy was teaching me how to play the bass, id always wanted to learn and now he had finished touring we had plenty of time.
We took our coffees and Andys 2 basses outside, I had no idea where we were going so I just followed. We ended up near the beach, on a funny little bank cave thing, it was sheltered from the drizzle of rain that had started falling and we stayed hidden. I was getting pretty good at playing even though “good” was I could almost play 3 chords. Well I had only been playing for a day and a half. It was the perfect distraction, it cleared my head of all the stress and the smell of the coffee and the salt spray woke me up completely. Alone with Andy he was less immature, he didn’t joke around as much. But he still made me laugh, after 2 hours I was relaxed and I knew a whole chorus to a song. It was almost like magic in these miserable days
