Not All Heroes Sing (Tony Perry Love Story)

*Chapter 31*

[Tony's POV]

I was a bit pissed Casey left Avie alone, but i had spent most of the time texting her until around 20 minutes ago she told me she was going to go back to sleep.

We were boarding back into the bus, me helping Matt up the stairs and into the lounge.

"Let's start heading back to the hotel so we can enjoy this casserole," Jaime saids, eyeing it like a lion stalking prey.

We all laughed as Vic told the driver to start heading out and soon we're moving.

I went to check on Avie, but was shocked to see she wasn't in her bunk.

I frantically looked around the other bunks. All empty.

"AVIE!!!!!!" i shouted, then suddenly heard a thud come from the bathroom that made my heart drop to my feet.

Oh no....

I ran towarsd the bathroom and banged hard on the door.

"Avie, are in there?! Open the door!!!" I shouted.

I then stopped when the door clicked and opened and there stood Avie. She looked sleepy, confused, and startled. She clutched to her phone and a neon purple band-aid in her right hand and rubbed her right shoulder with the other.

"Tony, what's wrong??" she asked. "If you wanted to use the bathroom, you could have ju-"

I didn't let her finish as i pulled her into a hug.

"Thank god. You scared me," i said.

"What are you talking about, Tony?? I was only using the bathroom, but i accidently knocked over the vase in there and tried cleaning it up. Sorry," she said, then held up her index finger to me.

I looked over, seeing a shattered vase on the ground.

There was a small cut slightly smeared with some clear ointment.

"What was that thud??" i said, looking 

"I was looking for band-aids and fell after your shouting scared me," she said, wrapping the band-aid around her finger carefully.

"Oh," i said.

"I'm okay though. Why were you so scared?? I was.... You thought I...." she said, looking offended.

"I was worried for you," i admitted.

She just shook her head and stormed past me, but i took her arm to stop her.

"Avie, wai-" i began to say, but then she slapped my hand away.

I pulled back, looking her in surprise as she glared at me, tears pouring from her eyes.

"I can't believe you would think i would cut or even kill myself just like that!!!! So what, now I can't even use the bathroom without having someone think I'm going to turn it into my own grave?!! Goddamit, I don't want to be fucking babied like this!!!" she snapped angrily.

"Avie, i'm sorry. I thought after what happened with that girl, you'd-"

And i don't care!! Yes, it hurt my feelings, but i just want to forget what just happened by just moving on just this once!!!! I trusted you to trust me after all that's happened before!!!!" she screamed. "Guess it was a mistake to trust rockstars."

She turned and stormed into the back room, locking it.

"Avie, open the door, I'm sorry!!" i said.

"Just leave me alone, Tony!!" she sobbed from behind the door.

I grunt. 

"Great. Way to screw it up, Tony," i said to myself.

"I heard yelling. What's going on??" Vic said, Macy behind him.

"I fucked up big," i said, and explained what happened.

[Avie's POV]

See? He doesn't even trust you on your own. He's not a hero. He's a just babysitting your pathetic ass.

I slid down to the ground. My slightly sore back leaning against the door as i slid down and cried into my knees.

I shouldn't have yelled at Tony. He was only looking after me. But i don't want to be babyed like that!! I felt like i couldn't even stand still without someone making sure i don't overdose or pull three bullets through my skull.

Its bad enough i went through that in rehab and the psychiatric hospitals, i don't want to go through that with my friends, mch less the band that saved me!!!!

I decide to get some more sleep, when i suddenly saw soemthing on the table.

Mike's cigarettes... and his lighter....

Having a drag after almost a two years? I guess one won't hurt.

I pulled out a cigarette and grabbed the lighter, opening the back window and lighting up the cigarette.

I coughed a bit as i inhaled and then blew out the toxic sweet nicotine smoke out the window.

Man, that feels so fucking good.

I never really enjoyed smoking, barely ever smoked in the past (420, baby).

I only took half the cigarette before throwing the rest ut the window, fanning out the smoke, and then having a mint before heading back to the bed there.

I immediatly fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Its been a long day.