Bradies pov
I was the first one up, this wasn't unusual. Whenever we had these so called "parties" I was the one who stayed half sober, cleaned up and made sure nobody died. Today was no different, except the fact that I had rach with me. I went downstairs for some food and a teapot, taking extra care not to wake anyone up. It was so much better this way, it was like me and rach were the only people on earth. Or at least in the house, which we were but it sounded so much cooler if you put it as we were the last people on earth.
I took the food and teapot back up to my room, where rach had already switched on the tv and was setting up a video game. Her hair was in it's natural curls, which tumbled crazily down her back, she was wearing a pair of pajama pants and one of my shirts. Despite the fact it was almost mid day. This was definitely my type of girl, instead of trying to make herself look good she was sitting around playing video games and eating.
But I was distracted today, I hadnt heard from Imogen of jumpnow since they were alone, jumpnow was one of my good friends but ims was my sister and I really hated seeing her upset. Usually the sound of the mario theme song could pull me out of my thoughts but today despite the all too familiar tune filling the room I was still distracted.
Rach hadn't asked what happened last night, and I hadn't told her, but after her beating me 4 times in a row she cracked and switched the game off.
"what's up"
"nothing.."
"I know you okay? And this isn't normal. Please just tell me?"
Snap. Being known that well by someone can be great most of the time but on occasions such as this it would have been better if she didn't know me so well.
"I can't"
"can't or won't?"
"I can't, because I just don't know what's going on"
Bam. Smash. Boom. Whatever sound affects play in your mind when a mental wall breaks, followed by the noise of words, just bubbling out. She'd got me now.
Racheals pov
Last night had been pretty insane, but I didn't drink much. I never did. I promised I wouldn't, and no way was I breaking that promise. The house was so quiet after last nights commotion, which had been so loud that eventually the neighbors threatened to call the police and we had to quieten down.
I couldn't really understand why they'd all got so drunk, having a good time didn't have to involve alcohol. It'd still ended up pretty messy, but for now the house was silent and bradie had gone to find food. So things were looking up, especially the fact that I didnt even have a slight hangover!
The whole last few days of tour and the past how long had all been pretty disastrous, so much fighting and anger had circulated around our little family. But I could proudly say that me and bradie had stayed strong and together through it all, so that was pretty great. Right now, I was free. No haunting boyfriends, no work for the moment and I didn't even have to dress like I used to just to impress bradie. Happiness seemed to be reflected from me, so it was practically a race against time to see how long I could keep things this way. But for now I could breathe, and let go.
