Chapter 9

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                I woke up and Andy was gone, and I heard a lot of noise coming from the front lounge area. I groaned and got up.

                “Mornin’ sleeping beauty!” Andy said and kissed the top of my head.

                “AMBER!”

                “Hey Ash, how are you?” I asked, my voice was still groggy.

                “Great, and guess what!”

                “That you’re way too perky in the morning.”

                “That’s true, but I’m going to give you a slight Ash make over.”

                “Oh shit, I’m doomed.” I said and everyone laughed, but I agreed to let him do it, I was tired of my hair anyways. He led me to a room where he had a million hair products and make-ups of all sorts.

                “Oh my god, you’re like a make-up store!”

                “Yea!” He said proudly and rushed me to a chair, then got to work; it must’ve been hours until he was finally finished. He gave me a mirror so I could see. He bleached the back part of my hair and dyed the front half hot pink with light pink coon tails, I usually don’t like pink, but this looked good.

                “Wow, not bad!” I said.

                “Yay! I’m happy you like it!”

                “YUP! Now, let’s go show people!” I said, linked arms with him and we skipped off merrily. After about two minutes I spotted Andy, “Hey hot stuff!” I yelled and he turned around and his jaw dropped to the floor, making me laugh, “You like it?”

                “Like it? You look freaking sexy!”

                “You’re not too bad yourself!” Then I saw Craig walking towards us.

                “Amber, what the fuck happened to your hair?” He said grabbing my head, I just pointed at Ashley, “Oh, alright, whatever floats your boat Ambs.” Craig said and walked away.

                “WAIT! Have you seen Monte or Max?”

                “Yea, their hung over, but they’re in the bus.” I nodded and walked to the bus. When I walked in all I could here was snoring, maybe I should leave. Or mess with them, “HEY FUCKERS WAKE YOUR ASSES UP!” I yelled, I could hear Max cursing and Monte groaning. Mwahaha!

                “The fuck do you think you’re doing?” Max said.

                “Waking you guys up! You seemed to have too much fun last night.” I said with a straight face.

                “What the fuck happened to your hair?” Monte asked, finally getting up.

                “Oh, Ashley dyed it!” I said and smiled. He just squinted his eyes and went to get food.

                “What the hell happened last night?” Max asked.

                “The only thing I know is you two came in and harassed Andy and I, then I got into a fight with you, and then you called me an ugly ass whore, I’m done with you getting drunk Max.” I said and stormed out of the bus. I went to go find someone, anyone. Then I spotted Vic from Peirce the Veil, I almost forgot they were touring with us.

                “Hey Vic!” I said.

                “Uh, do I know you?” Right, my hair.

                “Amber Mabbitt pleased to meet you sir!” I joked.

                “HOLY SHIT! Sorry, your hair is just… pink!” He said.

                “Yeah, Ashley Purdy dyed it for me today.”

                “Nice, so how’s life?”

                “Annoying as fuck, you?”

                “Pretty good, loving tour so far,” Then his phone started ringing, “Hey babe, hold on one second,” He said and put his hand to the talking thing, “I’ll talk to you later ok?” I nodded and he walked off. Hmm, new person! No one was around!

                “AMBER!” I heard an angry voice yell, I turned and found Max. I just rolled my eyes and walked away, “AMBER GET OVER HERE!” He yelled again.

                “Leave me the hell alone!” I yelled back. Then I felt a tug on my arm, pulling me back. Ow.

                “Don’t do that to me!” Was he on drugs?

                “You’re not my brother; you can’t tell me what to fucking do.”

                “What is your problem?”

                “YOU MAX! Getting drunk for days at a time! Doing drugs? You’re the worst one on tour with that shit! Get help!” I said and walked away. I knew that hurt him, good, he needed to realize he had a problem. I’m not going to babysit and cover for him anymore.

                The tears poured from my eyes and I could barely see. Then, with the amazing walking skills I have, I tripped over the air.

                “Amber? Babe, are you ok?” Andy asked and helped me up, I couldn’t answer him, right when I stood up I clung to him, “What the hell happened?”

                “M-Max a-and y-yelling.” He couldn’t understand me so he hugged me again.

                “Shh. It’s going to be okay.” He cooed, then I could feel him lifting me and carrying me, I didn’t care. I heard him knock on a door and someone pulled it open.

                “The hell happened?” I heard.

                “I don’t know.” Andy said and walked up the steps, when he put me down I was in his bus. I looked up at him and realized he was wearing a white shirt and I had gotten black make-up all over the front of it.

                “Sorry about your shirt.” I said and sat on the couch.

                “Eh, it’ll wash out, so tell me what happened.” He said with a concerning gaze.

                “Well, you know about last night and when I told Max about it, he probably did some sort of drug, came out and yelled at him. I told him he wasn’t my brother and to get help.” I said, my voice sounded really shaky.

                “Well, you just have to let everything blow over now, I’m sure he’ll be fine in a day or two.” He obviously didn’t know what to say, that’s alright though.

                “Ok, thanks.” I said, he pulled me on his lap and I rested my head on his shoulder, I would be happy to stay like this for the rest of my life. But sadly it ended.

                “Hey, want to go find CC? He’ll cheer you up!” Andy suggested.

                “Yeah, let’s go see Muppet Man.”

A/N sorry it sucked :P I've been SO busy with school and mental issues :P thanks for sticking with me :)

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