The Incredible League of Goth Pizza Haters (RH)

Part 13

---Sylvia---

"No no no, he screamed like a chipmunk and it was everywhere. It was hilarious" Mark and Balz laughed as Ian turned red.

"Are we not going to talk about how fucking weird it is that Via was sitting in the shower with the lights off?" Ian asked.

"It's where I feed on the corpses of my victims." 

"Via, what the fuck?" 

"I don't question you about your hobbies."

"Yeah cause Ian's biggest hobby is masturbation." TJ yelled from the other room. We all laughed and Ian sighed, he was getting used to being the butt of the joke. We were all at an after party. TJ, Ryan, Mark and I had alcohol in our systems while Chris, Ricky, Angelo, Cody, Balz, Meg and Ian remained sober. I was proud of Ian and confused by Meg. She always loved to party. 

As the night dragged on people came and left our big group party couch. I tried strictly to keep my mood more happy than sad, and to avoid any suspicious fuckers that might drug me. I still felt a little resentment at Ian for that, because that guy could've killed me, but Ian isn't my mom and we already fought over that topic. 

---Ricky---

Chris, Via and I were sitting on the couch with some others, chatting about female fans vs male fans when a guy walked up and sat really close to Via. He had blonde hair lifted by gel off his head and a muscle shirt. Except he obviously didn't realize that his hair looked like plastic and muscle shirts are for muscles.

Anyway, even drunk she looked uncomfortable with this asshole's boldness. I made eye contact with Chris and he obviously wasn't too happy with it either. While talking about female fans Via said that she too was a victim of the flying bra pandemic and I chuckled at that. The guy next to her then tried to put an arm around her and was quite obviously trying to look down her shirt. It was long sleeved and black with caramel colored buttons that stop at the bottom of her breasts. It was a V neck and it hugged her figure beautifully.  

He made an asshole comment about her bra size and the size of his hands, asking to compare them and she said she needs to get some water. She got up and left, him staring after her. I felt my impatience building up.

When she came back, she sat between two of the other people on the couch so he couldn't get close again. Ten minutes later he got impatient and left. Twenty minutes after that, one of the people next to Via leaves and that douche swoops back in. This time he didn't even try to wrap his arm around her but placed his hand on her thigh. She gave him an annoyed, uncomfortable look but he didn't see. Or maybe he just ignored it. As the conversation continued on, his hand traveled up her thigh and right as I was about to club this asshole, Via snaps. 

"Okay listen fucknut this your last chance to get the fuck away from me before I shove my foot so far up your ass it knocks out your teeth."  she hissed. He raised his eyebrows and laughed. She moved his hand and he went to put it back while still grinning.

"Dick head," I snapped, "Touch her again and I'll kick your ass." 

"Yeah, go fuck yourself man." Chris said and the guy snickers, shaking his head, then gets up and leaves. Via let out a huge sigh of relief. 

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"His hand was wet and I don't know why." she said, "I'm distressed."  She sighed again and ran a hand through her hair, messing it up. "I have a huge fucking headache and I feel dizzy." 

"Here." I said, getting up. I wasn't too fond of this setting, anyway. "I'll walk you to your bus." 

"Thanks." She got up and I took hold of her arm. We walked away and as we were walking through the parking lot I saw Cody talking to a few people just outside the door. We made eye contact and he mouthed the words; 'Don't try anything.'

I mouthed back 'Don't worry.' while Via stumbled drunkenly at my side. I helped her up the stairs and back to the bunks. Hers was a top one and she had a great deal of trouble getting up so I just ended up lifting her my her hips. I pulled some covers over her as she kicked off her shoes. I turned to leave and she reached out and grabbed my shoulder. 

"Wait...Please don't go. You can sleep with me, I give consent. I just... feel like shit. I want to forget. I want something to make me forget."

"You know it's still legally rape. You're drunk, Via. You're not in your right mind."

"You're not attracted to me? That sucks, I kinda figured you were after what happened during the blizzard and in the hotel."

"I am attracted to you..." I felt my face start to heat up, "I do want to sleep with you. When you're sober. When I'm not a distraction to take away your pain." I wondered if I'd been just a drug to her during the blizzard and in the hotel. Like my love could make her forget. Her dark eyes widened and filled with tears. 

"Oh my god. Ricky no. No. You're not a distraction. I like you. A lot. A ton. That's real, I promise." She started crying. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry... I got drugged a few weeks ago by some guy. I've felt kinda shitty from that ever since. I don't know. I just want to forget that ever happened."

"You got drugged? By who?"

"I don't know. There was a house party we stopped at before meeting up with you all on tour. I can't remember exactly... He drugged me and we had sex... I don't even remember it. I didn't give any sort of fucking consent. I didn't want it. I..."

"That fucking asshole." 

"It's okay."

"No it's not." I was getting pissed again. Who the fuck would do that? She was vulnerable and... I wanted to kick his ass. I wanted to beat the living shit out of whoever had the fucking nerve to hurt her. 

"How's your nose?"

"My nose?"

"Ian hurt it."

"He still owes me that apology."

"I'd be willing to apologize for him in several different ways if you'd stay."

"Stop it, Via." Her emotions were all over the place. She leaned forward and after a moment of hesitation I leaned in and kissed her. She bit at my lip and when I tasted the alcohol on her breath I knew I couldn't do it. I pulled away. She looked hurt. "Go to sleep, please. You're drunk. I'll see you tomorrow. Okay?" her eyes fluttered open and closed and she nodded. "Do you need water?" She responded by dropping her head back to her pillows and groaning. I sighed and got on my tip-toes to kiss her forehead. I put a trashcan by her bunk and placed a capped water bottle on her bed.