Her Sempiternal (Sequel to Oliver's Smile)

It's All Inside My Mind (Oli's POV)

I slowly pulled up to Matt's house. I sat quietly in my car and look at the familiar porch we all used to sit out on and swap stories and beers. I let my self out and slowly walked up to the door. I hestitated before knocking. I didn't even want to be here, let alone face my entire band that I had been ignoring for months now. But Matt insisted that I be here.

I took a deep breath and knocked quietly on the door. Matt opened it instantly. He glared slightly at me, but opened the door. I sighed and quietly walked in. I was getting sick of this stupid behavior. I tried to tell the boys Brodie and I had talked and we were trying to work things out. I knew she would be at Asking Alexandria's concert today, so I hadn't bothered texting her. But the guys were still being pretty harsh towards me. Not that I entirely blamed them. 

The guys were all sitting on the couch. I crossed away from them and sat on the oppisite side of the room. I gazed out the window from their angry glares. Matty seemed to be the only one semi happy to see me. 

"Oli, we need to talk," Matt said. I didn't say anything. I knew what they were going to say.

"Oli, it's the band. We're faling apart, and you aren't doing anything about it!" Lee said. I rolled my eyes,

"Guys, the band is just fine. Just because you are all mad at me for what I did to Brodie doesn't mean the band isn't fine. And, I told you, Brodie and i talked, and we're trying to work things out," I said. I was going to put an end to this once and for all, no matter how mad they got at me. 

"Really, the band is fine. Right. You haven't dealt with the angry fans, all the hate mail we've recieved, pissed off managers, and not to mention the record label that is ready to drop our asses. And also why you didn't even notice that Jona isn't here. Yeah Oli, we're just great," Lee said. I jerked up and glanced around the room. He was right. Jona was missing. How had I missed that?

"I thought this stupid meeting was to fix the band and for all of us to be here," I said, trying to keep the panic out of my voice. Where the hell was he? If something had happened to him and the guys didn't even bother telling me, I'd never forgive them...

"It is," Matt said. Matty shifted awkwardly in his seat. He hates fights, and this probably wasn't helping him at all. he kept looking at me frantically, trying to get me to calm down, but I ignored him. I glared at Matt and Lee, waiting for an answer.

"So, where the hell is he?" I snapped. I was losing my control. I needed to know what had happened to Jona now. 

No one said anything. The room was silent, and thick with tension. No one would look at me. 

"Guys! What the fuck is going on here! Where is Jona? If something happened to him, Brodie will kill me and she'll never come back to any of us!" I said frantically. My voice was cracking. I could picture the hate all over her face if I had let something happen to her best friend...

"Jona is leaving the band," Matty finally said. 

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I pounded on Jona's door, not caring if I was being loud and rude. This couldn't be happenening. Jona couldn't just leave. He wouldn't, would he?"

I pounded on the door again. I couldn't hear any movenment, but I knew he was there. He just had to be...

"Jona! I know you're there! Come on!" I pleaded. I would make him stay... He couldn't leave Bring Me The Horizon... he just couldn't...

"Jona! Come on! I'm sorry! I'm sorry for everything!" I cried. The door flew open. Jona stood there. His face was red with anger and sadness. His eyes watered slightly as his glare deepened. 

"Sorry? Sorry? Sorry my ass! This is all your fucking fault, Oli! You're destroying the band! I won't take it any more. The endless fighting with every one around us. While you're busy destroying your life, the band is trying to fix the mess your sorry ass got us into! I get tired of getting yelled at for something you fucking did! All the fighting with the band because none of us know what to fucking do with our pathetic lead singer! I'm done Oliver. I'm going back to Australia. I'm done," he said.

"Jona. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I'm sorry for everything I did. I really, truely am. But don't go. We need you," I said. He only glared. He grabbed my wrist and tore away my long sleeved shirt I had on. His eyes quickly scanned the fresh marks I had covering my arms. I ripped my hand away from his grasp and quickly hid them again. He rolled his eyes, 

"You don't need me, Oli. You need a fucking doctor," he said quietly. He walked back inside the house. I quickly followed him. He sat down on the couch and burried his face in his hands. 

"I miss her too, Oliver. She was my best friend. I love her too. Did you forget that? Did you also forget that I not only lost my best friend in the entire world, but I also lost my girlfiend who I loved more than anything. I love Cassie just as much as you love Brodie. So don't bullshit me on how sad you are. We all loved them. But what you're doing to your self isn't fair. Not you youself. Not to us. And not to Brodie. What would she think? This is why I'm done. I can't handle any of it anymore. The press. The fans. I can't do it. And it's your fault. So I shouldn't have to deal with it. None of us should," he said.

"Jona, I-" 

"Don't Oli. I've already made up my mind. I'm making my official announcement tongiht. And I've already said goodbye to the guys," he whispered. I could hear the sadness in his voice. 

"Don't go, Jona," I whispered. He finally turned to face me. His eyes were red and tears streamed down his face. 

"Goodbye, Oliver," he said. He pointed towards the open door. I started at him. His bright blue eyes stared back at me. 

"You're really going to do this to me? To the band? To your fans?" I said. 

"To the band you destroyed, yes," he said. 

"You don't have to do this. I can change," I whispered. He scoffed. 

"Sure Oli," he said. He turned awy from me and disappeared into the back of the house. I wanted to cal him back, make him stay with the bamd. 

I turned to leave. I stepped out into the porch. It had started raining. I zipped up my jacket and turned around one last time. Jona was standing in the doorway. 

"I'm sorry, Jona," I whispered. 

"Me too," he said. He closed the door without another word.

Hey! Lookie there! An update! I am so terribly sorry that it has taken me this long! I have been incredibly busy! I am very sorry though guys! I hope this was an okay update! Lemme know, mkay? I love you all! Thanks for staying with me! Carry on, wayward sons!