Someone, Somewhere

A blur

Weeks went by and I was eventually off of crutches and walking. The guys wrote more and more songs with my help, the weekends consisted of us all staying at someone's house on Friday night and Saturday night, me and Cam doing our morning routine and me and James getting more and more intimate.

The nights in the week became the same as the weekends, as depending on when the guys actually finished writing it was to late to go back to our/their homes, me and Ben were spending less time at home, as was Danny, James and Sam. We spent most of our time at Cams, his house was the biggest.

Me and Ben decided between ourselves that we were gonna stick around at this school, mainly for the guys starting off the band and me and James wanted to keep our relationship.

The weeks quickly turned into months, Sam's birthday came and went, and then mine and Bens approached. Neither me or Ben liked our birthday, we never have. We usually had parties, got drunk or stoned depending on who we were with, we'd get to fucked up that we'd end up on conscious somewhere. Or in my case 2 years ago, play a gig, have a fight with your boyfriend and get raped and beaten up. That's why we hated our birthday, now more than ever.

On the eve of our birthday we did the usual for the two of us on our birthday. We stayed in and got very drunk, we decided not to tell the guys as it would more than likely lead to them throwing us a party. We got so drunk that we passed out in the lounge, I was on the floor behind the sofa and Ben was on the armchair.

"Good morning Bruce household!" Danny shouted as he cam through the door at 10 in the morning. He had successfully woken the two of us up, which was never a good idea when we had been drinking.

"Shush!! Indoor voice DSnop" I said quietly, standing up and gripping my head. Man it fucking hurt.

"What's wrong with you two?" Sam asked in a slightly quieter tone.

"Hangover, now talk in a whisper because my head fucking kills and I'm pretty sure Bens does too" I said walking into the kitchen and finding the aspirin.

"Why, why did we drink so much?" Ben mumbled whilst clutching his head.

"Because we're fucking idiots" I replied handing him two aspirins.

"Never again" Ben said as he took the aspirin from me and threw them down his neck.

"We always say that, then we do it again. It's just a vicious circle" I said after swallowing my pills and slumping down onto the sofa. Danny sat next to me and put his arm around me, I leant my head on his shoulder. Sam sat the other side and caressed my back and ran his fingers though my hair.

James and Cam walked in shortly after Danny and Sam. My headache was nearly gone and my eyes had eventually stopped stinging.

"What are we doing today then?" James asked as he sat down in front of me and Danny.

"I'm getting a new tat, so is Ben. We're paying for each others. Why, do you guys wonna do something?" I said looking around the room.

"No, just wanted to chill more than anything, but can we come with you to get your tats done?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, none of you have any do you?" I asked looking at the four of them.

"No, but we all want some" Cam said in reply.

"Tell me what you want and I'll draw you it up" I said as I rose out of my seat to get my sketch book.

I flicked through and stopped on the page where my design for my new one was and walked into the lounge.

"That's what you're getting? Fucking Peter Pan and shit!" Danny said in a mocking voice.

"Erm it goes with my other Peter Pan tattoo thank you very much! And it's that or this one" I said as I gestured to another one.

It was basically Rosary beads wrapped around my wrist with the cross hanging down the side of my arm with 'In Nomine Patris, Et Filii, Et Spiritus Sancti, Amen' (in the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit, amen) written underneath it.

"That's nice, get that. Not your Peter Pan shit" Danny said, he clearly didn't understand the meaning behind the Peter Pan tattoo.

The Peter Pan tattoo was basically stars that came onto my chest, shoulder and shoulder blade that went about 3 or 4 inches down my upper arm, there where then about 2 inch thick clouds that wrapped around my arm with Peter Pan, Tinkerbell and Wendy sat on them.

It was basically me, my brother and younger sister, Rebecca. We were always obsessed with Peter Pan as kids, we made it our yearly habit to go as them for Halloween. I was Tink, due to the nickname I had gained when I was 5 because I was obsessed with fairies, Bex was Wendy because she's naturally strawberry blonde and Ben was obviously Peter.

We never really talked about Bex since we moved here, mainly because she stayed in Dubai with her boyfriend and hadn't kept in contact with us but also because we had a huge argument before we left. Bex was two years younger than Ben and Me, but she acted as though she was older.

We'd argued about her not coming with us and that her boyfriend was sleeping with someone else behind her back, she never listened to us. So we just left.

---- I know I haven't mentioned Bex up until now, I apologise. I felt she needed to be introduced ----