The Swap // Denis Stoff

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Hey.' Derek smiles to me, taking my hand as I step onto the bus.

'Where is everyone?' I ask.

'At your bus partying.'

Derek laughs and takes me through to the back of the bus. Theirs is much cleaner than ours; ours is full of suitcases and playstation games and theirs has a TV, some cushions and some bean bags. We slump down onto the couch and my head starts spinning. I am still so drunk and Derek can tell.

'So is everything o-' He doesn't manage to get any more out as I throw myself onto him, kissing his lips. He makes a little noise but doesn't protest or try to get me off. He leans back and I crawl up him, straddling him. He brings his hands up and holds my waist. I pull away and start kissing down his neck and he breathes heavily, moving his hands up to hold my back. 'I've never really gotten over you.' He breathes, so quiet I almost couldn't hear. I say nothing, continuing down his torso and lifting his shirt up. He takes it off and I lower myself, my lips at the button of his jeans.

We are interrupted by a loud bang on the door. I don't know if Derek locked it on our way in but we're about to find out. We jump up and he grabs his shirt. 'Hold on.' He says as he darts out of the back and to the door. He must have locked it.

Is Amber here?' I hear a familiar voice say. I stay put and Denis' voice starts to sound more aggressive. 'Is she here bro? Seriously?'

I can't hear Derek's replies but eventually the door shuts and he makes his way back through to me.

'Has something happened tonight? Is that why you're here?'

He doesn't sound annoyed, but rather concerned. 'He wasn't happy at all.'

'Yet you still lied and said I wasn't here.' I give a cheeky smile.

'Yeah.' He laughs, lying back down. 'So what happened?'

'He was getting rather cosy with his ex. She's probably still sitting on our bus right now. He had kiss marks all over his face.'

Derek makes a face and furrows his brows. 'What the fuck? I wish you told me this before so I could have knocked him out when he came to the door.' He jumps up, grabbing a hoodie.

'Where are you going?' I ask quickly.

'To get the bastard. He doesn't fucking do that to you. I literally only told you a couple of days ago I would melt him if he hurt you! Well look what's happened now!'

He starts to shout and leave the back of the bus and I grab my phone and run after him. 'Wait no!'

I was too slow. He's gone. I follow him out of the door and look around in panic to find him, but he's nowhere to be seen. I walk out into the open space in front of the buses and slump my shoulders, defeated. The night is so dark and there is barely any lighting at all. It's quite cold and I feel goosebumps coming up on my arms. I grab my arms, hugging myself.

'Hey.' I hear a voice behind me. I get a fright and snap around, seeing a figure in the shadows. The voice sounds so familiar; I've definitely heard it many times before. I don't know why I don't run; I'm frozen to the spot, scared shitless. 'Don't worry.' The voice says, coming into the little patch of light there is.

And then I see his face. It's him. I gasp in panic and feel my anxiety levels soaring. I stumble backwards and put my arms out. 'Don't come near me.'

'Amber I've changed. Please.' He edges towards me, getting closer and closer. I feel my back pressing against the bus and I go to turn to run back inside but he grabs my arm, stopping me. 'I said please.' 

I turn around and he keeps a hold on my arm. 'Get away from me. Take your hands off of me. I don't want anything to do with you and you know it.'

'Have you been drinking?'

'What sort of a fucking question is that? Get off of me.' I start to thrash, yanking my arm but to no avail; he is so much stronger than me and I already know this.

'Stop.' He says firmly, but I don't. I keep thrashing and I start screaming. I scream as loud as I possibly can and I feel the veins popping out on my forehead. He must have panicked, as he lets go of my arm and makes a run for it back into the darkness again. I see some lights on the buses next door turning on and a door gets thrown open.

'Hello?' I hear a voice asking. I see someone come around the side of the bus I was leaning on and I feel the tears running down my cheeks. The sore head starts and I now wish I hadn't drank so much earlier on. 'Amber is that you?' I hear approaching me.

'Y-yeah...' I say, cowering. It's Kellin Quinn from SWS. I used to work for them too so we know each other pretty well. He gasps as he sees me and gently puts his arm around my shoulders.

'Come on.' He says quietly and he takes me into his bus, setting me down on the couch. He sits next to me and grabs a hoodie from the side, putting it over my shoulders.'

'I'm so sorry.' I whimper, feeling like a pathetic mess. 'It's just... been a hell of a night.'

'I can imagine' Kellin says, standing up. He pours a glass of water and gives it to me. 'Here have this. I'll go and find you some painkillers. Do you wanna talk about it?'

'Not just now.'

Kellin doesn't know about me and him. He doesn't know about Denis' ex, so it would just take forever to tell the story, and to be honest I can't be bothered. I just want to sleep now. I need this night to be over. He sits down next to me and rubs my arms. 'Do you wanna sleep here tonight?'

I nod, looking at him. 'Thank you.'

'It's no problem at all.' He stands and offers me his hand.  take it and he takes me through to the bunk area. 'There's a spare bunk just down the bottom to the right. We won't be moving anywhere soon so you can sleep there.'

'Thank you so much Kellin.' I sniff and reach up to give him a hug and he smiles at me. 'I'm here if you need to talk honey. I've never seen you like this. I seriously hope you're ok.'

I give a nod. 'I'm fine.' I whisper, crouching down and crawling into the bunk.

'Good night.'

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things are starting to get a lil ~dramatic~ around here now. do we all know who he is yet?

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