Chapter Eighteen

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As I opened my eyes I felt something next to me. It was small and had its head on my chest. It took a minute to realize that it was Ricky.
His grip on my waist was really tight, so I couldn't move without waking him up.After some minutes of waiting for him to wake up, I got bored, so I stared playing with his hair.
You guys would make a great couple, if you weren't a chicken to ask him out! But, I think that there is another problem, too! The guys wouldn't support you! They wouldn't kick you and Ricky out of the band and Ricky would hate for destroying his career! You always fuck up everything, don't you? That's pathetic, Devin!
-'Morning! Mumbled Ricky, waking up.
-'Morning! I replied still playing with his hair.
-I like this! He whispered.
-What? I whispered back.
-You playing with my hair! Ricky told me and laughed.
I laughed too.
I followed Ricky in the front lounge, where Angelo gave me my medicine. All the guys looked at me, making sure that I took it and hadn't tricked them. I sat down on the couch next to Ryan and Vinny and waited for Chris to finish cooking our breakfast, which was pancakes.
-So, guys, do you have a shown tonight? Asked Angelo and I waited for the guys to answer, because I had no idea.
-Yes, we have! Answered Chris, finishing with the pancakes.
-Do you think you can play, Devin? I heard Balz asking.
I nodded and grabbed the plate with the pancakes from Chris's hands quickly, before anyone could stole them.
-Someone is hungry! Joked Ryan making the guys laugh.
I stared eating without waiting for the guys. I was indeed really hungry,because the last time I ate was yesterday morning.
You are fat, Devin! Stop eating so much!
I wanted to ignore her comment, but it hurt. It hurt so much. It brought back memories of school and hate that the band used to have. I had never imagined that one single word, could hurt so much.
I put the plate down and ran in the bathroom, with tears running down my cheeks. I didn't want to worry the guys, but I could hear the worry in their voices. I heard footsteps coming closer and closer to the bathroom, when they stopped.
-What's wrong, Devin? I heard Angelo asking with his soft voice.
-Nothing! I lied.
I instantly felt bad, because I had never lied to Angelo. But there is always a first time for everything, right?
-Don't say bullshit to me! I know that there is something wrong! Did Liz say something bad to you? He asked.
I stayed quiet.
Angelo sighed.
-Devin, I know it will be hard, but try not to believe what she is saying to you, okay? Everything is fucking lies! You are amazing and one of my best friends! I heard Angelo saying.
I unlocked the door and hugged him tightly.
-Thanks! I whispered in his ear and Angelo gave me a kiss on my forehead.
Angelo is lying! He is the one, who is lying, not me! He wants you to believe that he cares, but he doesn't! No one does! They don't care about you! They want to kick you out, but they are sorry! They are sorry for you! Never forget that!

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