chapter 8

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this chapter contains mentions of sexual abuse

josh's pov

i looked at the palm of her hand, and there was blood everywhere. "ar holy shit what happened?" she just looked at her hand. "i d-don't know i-i didnt d-do anything i swear!" i brought her to the sink and i washed the blood off her hand. she winced at the water on her palm. "ar.." i inspected her palm," your nails went into your hand while you were dreaming." she froze and stared at her hand. i found a small first aid kit at the front of the bus and used gauge and tape to cover the 4 half moons on her palm.

she was still shaking, so i put my arm around her to try and calm her down. "josh," i looked at her. "why'd you wake me up?" i sighed. "well, i came to check on you, and you were screaming really loud, and i kept saying your name but you wouldn't wake up and it was so scary ar...just please..." i stopped myself.

"josh...thank you," ar didn't lift her head up. she was tired. but i needed to know about that dream. i just don't think tonight's the night to ask. she got back in her bunk, and i waiting until i could hear her light snores to tell ty, mark, and jenna.

"she was screaming and thrashing around..and then she wouldn't wake up, and when she did wake up, i noticed her hands were bloody. her nails went into her palm when she was clenching her fists." mark looked worried, and ty and jenna looked on the verge of tears. they ran to the bus, and saw ar peacefully sleeping. mark hugged me and whispered, " i don't know where i'd be without you man. thank you, so so so much."

the crew and debby all came back a little later and we left for the next show.

"babe im going to go to sleep, you coming?" i whispered/yelled to debby. she shook her head, so i enclosed myself in the bunk. i couldnt sleep because of ar. that girl. geez.

arlette's pov

i woke up the next morning at 11, and changed in my bunk again. i stepped out of my bunk, and we were still on the road. i sat on a couch, watching the rain hit the bus windows. jenna came over to me with two mugs.

"black coffee for the lazy ass" she handed me the warm mug and smiled.

"okay fuck you, i like to sleep in" i grabbed the mug and took a sip. she sat next to me and stared. "josh was really worried about you last night."

"wait, what?" "yeah! he was really paranoid about your nightmare and the hand thing." jenna softly grabbed my bandaged hand.

"uh ha yeah, im fine, it was just a little nightmare," i said quickly, trying to avoid any further questions. she knew i didn't want to talk about it, so we sat in silence, staring out the window.

"oh! ar! i do have something to tell you!" jenna squealed. "there's this boy i met, and he's a friend of a friend, very cute, and he wants to meet you, AND he's going to be at the show tonight!"

"oh wow jen, thank you!" i tried my best to act excited. i needed this but i didn't want it. "here let me give you his number," she grabbed my phone and put his number in my contacts. "oh my god jenna calm down!" i laughed, trying to ignore the fact i was about to scream.

we shortly arrived at the venue, and though it was still raining, we hung out inside of the venue. jenna told me the boy was already here, so we went near the gate to let him in. i waited inside as she went out to get him.

jenna came in about 2 minutes later with a tall blonde. he smiled at me and reached out to shake my hand. "hey im ethan. nice to finally meet you arlette" i shook his huge hand and smiled at his gentleman manners.

we walked around the venue, talking about everything. we were oddly similar, and he was being super nice to me. he always looked at me, and insisted we touched at all times. he asked me so many questions about my past life that i didn't know how to answer. he was a little too kind to me, from only knowing me for a short amount of time. he suddenly pulled out a flask. "take a sip, babygirl" he used his other hand to tip my chin up so i was looking at me. "ethan, i've never had a drink before," i eyed the silver container close to me. "c'mon baby its just jack!" i manned myself up and took a sip out of the flask. i swallowed the harsh tasting liquid as it burned my throat. he chuckled a familiar chuckle and told me to drink more. so i did.

i felt dizzy and funny. he was laughing at me and telling me what to do. we went back to the bus and i collapsed on the couch in the back area.

"babygirl," he said, "take off your shirt for me." he smirked but i refused. "no ethan im a v-virgin, so i don't wanna do anything." he moved closer and started to unbutton the blouse i was wearing. my mind was panicking, but my body wasn't responding.

my shirt was off, and he stared at my half naked chest. he frowned at my pants. he slid them down my legs quickly, and i was left below him, with only my bra and panties on. he started to kiss my stomach, and i squirmed under his wet touch. i groaned in protest but he just looked into my eyes with a devilish grin. i tried to scream, but his hand hit my lips hard before i could make any noise. he put his face millimeters from mine and whispered, "the show's starting now baby. no one will hear you anyways." and bit my ear. he moved his hands and started to kiss me. i didn't do anything; i couldn't do anything. he was too strong. he started to unbuckle his pants and i started to shake. "e-ethan i-this is m-my first t-time,please...." he laughed and positioned me on the couch.

"oh arlette. jenna is so naïve, and so are you." he cupped my cheek with his palm, "so young, so innocent," he took off his shirt and threw it across the bus. "ethan....please," i breathed heavily as i cried, "please.....don't...i can't......"

jenna's pov

the boys had just finished performing, and we had to get right on the bus for the next show. i texted ar about it, since her and ethan were nowhere to be found.

josh was with debby, but he was clearly on edge. he didn't trust ethan, and neither did ty. we all walked to the bus, and ethan was leaving. we all said our goodbyes, and i invited him to the next show.

we found ar in the back of the bus, asleep with blankets all over her. she looked tired, so we all left her to sleep.

sorry guys

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