Give Me A Sign, I Want To Believe

Meeting Mom

I woke up with Allyson laying on my shoulder and my head resting on hers. We must’ve fallen asleep while she was talking. I learned a lot though. She lived with her mother, she burned herself since sophomore year, she’s a senior now and she plans to finish high school. (a/n: This takes place in December 2012 during school vacation just to clear it up. So it’s right before the album comes out.) She’s been playing drums for 10 years and she sings. I promised to not tell the guys because I know how persistent they can get. She does well in class and she has good music taste. She listens to Guns, Crue, Billy Idol, Pierce the Veil, 3 Doors Down, KISS, MCR, a hint of Bruno Mars, only the songs that aren’t on the radio, Juliet Simms, Some Green day and Panic! At The Disco. She really wants a boxer dog and she’s got some tattoos. One on her hip that says Live Wild and Be Free. One her rib with her friends name, Casey, who died of cancer. Then one on her ankle. It’s an anklet of shark fins sticking out of the water and then she has drumsticks tattooed behind her ear. Her mom is very supportive of her. Her “boyfriend’s” all lied to her saying they really loved her when they were really dared to ask her out so they could try to fuck her. She’s still a virgin because she stopped them. Her dad left when she was seven and never came home. He married another girl and when he last visited Ally he beat her so bad she was sent to the hospital. Ally is currently struggling with anorexia. I promised her I would help her get better. I was bulimic for most of high school but my sister helped me stop that. So I want to be there for Ally.

I checked my phone and saw it was noon. It was Monday and I was staying home to track some guitar for myself. I looked to Ally and saw she was still sleeping. So I laid her down and I got up and changed into jeans, a tank top, some bracelets, my BVB beanie, and converse. (Jake’s Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=92790166 ) I went to give Trixy her food and then made myself some toast and made Ally some eggs and toast. I went into the recording room and started tracking for myself. Not long after I had started tracking, Ally woke up. Her hair was all messy but it was cute. She yawned and said morning. I replied back. I told her there was food on the table for her and she didn’t have to finish all of it.

“Jake seriously, you don’t need to do all of this I can do it myself.”

“It’s okay I was making food for myself so I decided to make you some.” Ally nodded and slowly ate. She ate half of her food which is a start.

“What are you tracking?”

“I’m working on some other songs for myself.”

“Hmm sounds cool.”

“Do you want to head out and talk to your mom?”

“Let’s get it over with.” Ally sighed and we drove off to her house. We got to her house around 4. Ally opened the door and saw her mom on the couch crying.

“Mom, are you okay?”

“ALLYSON MARIE MOORE! THANK GOD YOU’RE OKAY. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?” Allyson’s mom gave her a big hug.

“It was Corey. It was another trick date. I tried to do it this time but, Jake spotted me before I could really attempt to.” Her mom looked to me and hugged me.

“Thank you so much. I don’t know what I would’ve done if she was gone for good.”

“It’s nothing. I was just in the right place at the right time.”

“And where is your phone? I called but you never answered.”

“I threw it and broke it because of Corey. But that’s not why I’m really here mom.”

“Then tell me.”

“Well Jake asked me to go on tour with him and his band and be their merch girl and/ or make-up assistant. I’d be doing my school work on tour and sending it back to the school.”