A Country Rebel Love Song

Chapter Six

*one week later*
  The new Black Veil Brides album is in the final stages of producing and then the boys will be leaving to California to do the cover photos and all of that. Andy looked up as I brought in his freshly folded and washed laundry.
    "Oh thanks, McKinley. I forgot that you were washing clothes."
He said.
  I chuckled.
    "Yeah the rest of the guys did too and they forgot that they bought some things while they were here and now they have to carry some things in their messenger bags."
I said.
  He chuckled lightly.
    "Yeah, I'll admit we have bought quite a few things since we have been here. I just can't wait to get back home so I can see my cat Crow. I mean, I'm going to miss you like crazy maybe you can come out there and visit sometime."
He says.
  I shrug.
    "I don't know. It depends on how busy I get which I doubt I'll be busy anytime soon. Everybody is on tour right now and I didn't get picked up for a tour because of my ribs."
I say.
    "Well, we are about to go on tour to support our new album I'll talk to the boys and see what they think about you maybe coming on tour with us. We can finally do 'Lost It All' on stage and you can do some of your songs before us. I mean your songs sound rock to be honest. We can get you a band of we need to. I know some people if your band doesn't really agree with the whole rock scence."
He says.
  I smile.
    "I'd like that."
I say.
  He smiles back.
    "Besides, we can't just go off and forget about you. We basically lived together for almost two months."
He says.
    "True."
I say.
  Max soon comes scampering into the room. He skids to a stop in front of me, wagging his tail.
    "What? Do you need to be walked again?"
I ask.
  He barked. I sighed.
    "I'll be back in a few. I've got to go walk him before he uses the bathroom in the house."
I say.
  Andy nodds and I go and grab Max's leash. I then clip it to his collar. I open the door and I am immediately pulled out of the door. I chuckle and close the door behind us.
    "Slow down Max. I understand you want to go outside, but calm down."
I say, with a laugh.
  I walk Max to the end of the block and back because I don't trust walking into the other neighborhoods by myself. They aren't the all around best places to be if you know what I mean. There is always police being called and gunshots heard all the time. I walked back inside the house and unclipped the leash from Max's collar. He immediately took off. I heard a thud and a groan from upstairs. I laughed quietly to myself. I guess he took someone's feet out from under them. Ashley comes down the stairs a few minutes later rubbing his head.
    "Your dog tripped me and I hit my head."
He whined.
  I chuckled and finished making my peanut butter sandwich.
    "Yeah, he's good at tripping you."
I say.
  Ashley rolls his eyes and walks out of the kitchen muttering something under his breath. I chuckle and shake my head. Him and Max have bumped heads quite a few times since the boys have been here. They just couldn't make themselves get along with each other. There was a knock on my door and I dashed to get it. I opened it and there stood Brantley and Amber. I smiled and let them in.
    "You're in a good mood."
Brantley noted, a with a chuckle.
    "Yeah. I'm still laughing from ealier. Max knocked Ashley down again."
I say, with a giggle.
  As if sensing that I said his name, Max comes running through the house. He skids to a stop in front of Brantley and demands for attention. Brantley chuckles and pets him.
    "So what have you been up to?"
He asks.
    "Just helping the guys get all of their stuff packed up so they can go back to California tomorrow."
I say.
    "What are you going to do after they are gone? You are not going to have anyone to annoy all day."
He says.
  I stick my tongue out at him and flip him off. He chuckles. Andy soon comes jogging down the stairs, brushing his hair from his face.
    "Well, I think I have everything packed. When the boys get done, I'll talk to them."
He says.
  I nodd.
    "Alright."
I say.
    "Talk to the boys about what?"
Brantley asks confused.
    "I'm going to talk to the boys about McKinely coming on tour with us that way we can perform our song together. That and her music has more of a punk rock vibe to it than it does country."
He says.
    "If she does go on this tour, are you going to look after her and make sure that nothing happens to her?"
Brantley asks.
    "Of course. She is one of my best friends and I don't let people hurt my friends. I definitely don't let any guy push a girl around either. I've gotten into many fights at concerts over that. Girls would be unwilling to be thrown into the mosh pit and the guys would just throw them in there to watch them get beat."
He says.
    "That's insane."
Brantley says.
    "Yeah, but most of them thought it was funny. In reality, it isn't. Those girls are going to suffer so many injuries that they maybe hospitalized or worse. It just pisses me off when douchebags don't think and just do stuff like that."
He says.
    "Yeah, I've had quite a few times where I have called out some guys in the audience. They would be pushing and shoving girls. I was raised differently. Around here, you don't put your hands on a woman in any manner to hurt her if you are a man. That is one thing that I will glady go to jail over any day. Another is if Amber and I are home and someone breaks in and I have to shoot them in self defense. I will go to jail any day over that because I am protecting my family."
He says.
  Andy nodds.
    "I'm the same way. My ex was mad because I always kept a gun with a clip inside my nightstand drawer. In LA you never know when someone is going to break into your house. I done it for safety reasons. I mean if it came down to it, I would have taken a bullet for her. I'd do the same for a friend. I mean my pistol is in my car. I have a concealed carry permit. If anybody tried to hurt one of the guys, or anybody else I would go and grab it. I mean, McKinley lives near a rough neighboorhood. You never know what is going to happen."
He says.
    "That's very true. There's always police being called and you always hear gunshots and such. You can drive by a house and see a drug deal going on in the front yard. I mean typical stuff."
Brantley says.
    "Yeah, I mean I was driving back from the studio and saw one. It's insane the stuff that goes on that the cops don't catch."
He says.
    "Well, I can't really say anything because I was pretty bad back in the day, but I never was into drugs. Mine was mostly drinking and partying. I've done some pretty stupid stuff in my lifetime."
Brantley says.
  The rest of the guys soon come down. CC plops down on one of the barstools.
    "I really should stop buying so much when I go places."
He says.
  I chuckle.
    "Can't say I didn't warn you guys."
I say.
  He flipped me off and I did the same, sticking my tongue out. Everybody chuckled at our childish behavior. I then skipped to the refrigator and grabbed a bottle of water. I cracked it open and took a big gulp from it.
    "So what are we going to do all day? It's the boys last day here."
I say, sadly.
    "Well, the laser tag place is open, and the paintball place is open. Its really up to you guys though."
Brantley said with a shrug.
    "Laser tag would probably be the best idea since the guys don't have a paintball gun."
I say.
  Brantley nodds.
    "They should be open. I mean all the kids will be at school and then it's Friday so they will be getting ready for the football game. Maybe we can swing by and watch it."
Brantley says.
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  After three rounds of laser tag the overall winning team was me and Andy.
    "You're just a sore loser."
I teased Brantley.
  He stuck his tongue out at me as we made our way to our vechiles. Me, Andy, Jinxx, Jake, and CC, and Ashley had rode in my truck. We had also decided to go and watch the homecoming football game as well. We all sat together on the highest bleached away from everyone. Alot of people where giving Andy and the guys rude stares. I simply flipped them off and told them to mind their own business which made Brantley chuckle and shake his head at me. At the end of the game, we ended up winning. I smiled. Our school always had a good football team. I stood up and we walked back to the vechiles. I let out a yawn.
    "Well, it's safe to say that I am pretty tuckered out thanks to you guys."
I say, sticking out my tongue.
  Brantley laughs.
    "Hey, you were the one that wanted to come to the football game remember?"
He says.
  I flip him off.
    "I happen to support my team."
I say.
    "I do too. If you don't remember I used to play for them."
He says.
    "I did too!"
I say, throwing my hands up.
  He chuckles and hugs me.
    "You are something else you know that."
He says.
  I laugh.
    "You love me."
I say.
    "Yeah, I do."
Brantley said, laughing.
  We then went our seperate ways. Andy drove since I couldn't stop yawning. He didn't want me "falling asleep behind the wheel" as he says which I have never done. We finally got back to my house and went inside. Andy and the guys stayed oursode, smoking. I guess they all smoke from time to time, I don't know. I'm not really sure to be honest. I went upstairs and changed into a big t-shirt and a pair of black leggings. I then threw my curly hair into a messy ponytail. I wandered back downstairs to grab a bottle of water. Andy walked inside smiling.
    "Get your stuff packed, you're going on tour."
He says.
    "Are you serious?"
I ask.
  He nodds and grins.
    "Yes, the guys thought it was an amazing idea. Ashley loves you music so of course he was up for it. He likes the punk rock feel that it has. Jinxx likes the idea of being able to perform 'Lost It All' live as well."
He says.
  I let out a squeal.
    "This is going to be so much fun! Wait, what am I going to do with Max? I can't leave him here by himself the entire tour."
I say.
  I then type up a message to all of my band.
    'Great news you guys! I found us a tour! Better start packing though because we leave at noon tomorrow! I'll get your tickets booked so you can pack.'
  I smiled as their comments rolled in.
    'Brad:  You give me one night to pack?! Do you realize what time it is?!'
    'Alley:  Ahh tour! I'm so excited! Wait, tomorrow did that cutie that's been staying with you convince you to go on tour with them?'
  That one made my cheeks burn just a bit.
    'Caleb:  Awesome! I'm so ready to get back out there!  What time do we meet?'
  I quickly typed up another text.
    'Well, be over here at eleven because we HAVE to be at the airport by twelve. No if, ands, or buts.'
  Their chorus of okay texts immediately came through. I raced upstairs and yanked my suitcases from the top of the closet. I grabbed down all of my skinny jeans, a bunch of random shirts, my black leather jacket, and my tan leather jacket. I then went to my drawers with the other suitcase and grabbed underclothes and pajamas. I got finished packing and placed everything beside my door. I then raced back downstairs and tackled all of the guys into a group hug. They all laughed and hugged me back. I then pulled away.
    "I'm going to go get some sleep before the plane ride tomorrow."
I say.
  I can hear the chorus of the boy's goodnights as I walk upstairs. I climb into my bed and pull the covers over myself. I immediately fell asleep.