Love, Music, And Heartbreak.

Trip From Hell

I HOPE YOUR FUCKING HAPPY!

Thats what the text said.

She fucking broke up with me!

The second read and they kept coming and they were all from Bret. He was probably drunk.

I sighed and turned my phone off. He is just making it worse. My Depression is getting worse.

Hopefully this trip will help because i really dont wanna find myself ripping razors out of my eyeliner sharpener.

I got ready and it was like 4 am I sighed and packed the rest of my stuff.  I wanna get outta here.

I dragged my stuff to the livingroom and went to the kitchen and made coffee for everyone. I then went and woke everyone up. Jace followed me back to the kitchen while the others were still trying to wake up.

"What wrong sleepy?" He asked me. I turned on my phone and showed him the texts.

" You dont deserve this." He said.

"Maybe I do Jace I dont know anymore."

"Look at me you do not she hit on Shade and Bret kissed you they were bound to break up soon."

"Yo guys Im here and I brought someone with me!" JC called and Jace went to the livingroom to see him while I sat here sipping my coffee.

"Uhhh Scar come here." I sighed and got up and went to see what he wanted.

"What do you ne-."

I was cut off by the sight of JC and .....Bret.....

"What the fucking hell is he doing here?" I  asked and JC looked confused.

"He didnt tell you he was sending me texts did he? Take a look." I said and threw my phone at JC and ran back to my room.

"Scar let me in." Jace said. I got up from my bed and opened the door and I fell in his arms.

"Hey its ok its only one trip and he says anything ill beat the shit out of him ok?"

I nodded and everyone finally came out of their rooms dressed and had their luggage so Jace hurried up .

We got in the band van and emptied our equipment and put it in our apartment. We then got back in the van and drove to the airport. All we bring to the airport was luggage and bass and the two guitars. They were gonna provide the mic and drums.

I kept my eyes away from Bret after JC gave me my phone back. I kept quiet the entire ride. We finally arrived and  went through security and everything and boarded the plane and I had Jace on my left and Bret sadly on my right and JC was next to Bret.

I just put my ear buds in and played music and laid my head on Jace's shoulder. I fell asleep soon then was awoken by Jace

"What?"

"You kept hitting me." Bret laughed out.

"Good  thats what ya get thanks for making me feel like shit you asshole."

I said and snuggled back into Jace's arm and he laid his head on mine and kissed the top of my head.

Please let the ride be over soon.

I went back to sleep and dreamt of blood everywhere and I was holding a knife to my heart and Bret was whispering in my ear telling me to kill myself.

I soon was woken up and said that we were there.

I quickly got up and got my carry ons and pushed by everyone and Jace was calling my name. My rest of my band followed after Jace quickly.

I slung my stuff to the floor beside a trash can. I sat up against the trash can and put my head on my knees.