[Mike's POV]
We soon left back to Los Angeles.
It was hard departing from Matt and Macy, but they were going to try and visit whenever we can.
Avie and Tony still haven't spoken, and it worries me that Tony has no ideas to apologize to Avie.
I should try and talk to her.
I put my pup, WhiskeyHands (i know, ironic, huh?), down and head to Avie's room.
We were staying at the band house.
I knock on her door and she answers. Her expression showed she was down.
"Hey, mind if we talk??" i asked.
"Umm, sure," she said and let me into her room.
I sat on the bean bag chair Vic placed there, Avie on her bed, marking a page on a book she was reading. Her puppy, Pebbles (a creative name to replace "Rocky Jr." which she thought sounded cliche), asleep on his little red bed.
"You doing okay? You know, after the... incident??" i asked.
She just sighed.
"I just didn't like that he immediatly thought that i went to kill myself. Yes, the girl was horrible, but that doesn't mean I'm going to slit my wrists for it. I just wanted to move on, but Tony just made me feel like i was just weak," she said.
"I agree with you. What he did wasn't really necessary," i said, then noticed she was crying softly.
"But i feel like a horrible person. I still shouldn't have yelled at him," she said, wiping her tears. "He was only woried for me, and... I just snapped at him. Even said i should have never trusted him or anyone. I wish i can take it all back."
"Look, Avie, you were just upsetting. We all say stuff we don't mean," i said. "You said something you didn't mean, and we understand why. We all didn't mean to be so watchful, and Tony never meant to jump to conclusions. Basically we're sorry, too."
Avie just sniffled. "Its okay. And sorry for saying i shouldn't have never trusted rockstars."
I smile. "Apology accepted."
She gives a small smile and then runs up and hugs me. I hug her back.
"Where's Tony??" she asked.
"His room. Wasn't feeling so good," I said.
She nodded and ran out the room, Pebbles sniffing at my feet.
[Avie's POV]
I was going to forgive Tony, and apologized. He deserved it.
He was only worried about me.
I knocked on his bedroom door. "Tony??"
I realized it was open. I opended it wider, seeingit was empty.
"Tony, are you in here??" i called out, then noticed the bathroom light was on.
I walekd over and then saw a reflection of a hand in the mirror.
It was Tony's hand. And it held.... a bottle of pills.
I gasp and rush over, barging into the bathroom and seeing he was about to open it.
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