a broken, suicidal boy (man).
his best friend who wants to help.
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this does use sad, real life problems people face everyday. it's not meant to offend anyone in any way.
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amazing cover by @Rydellingtons_Child
This shouldn't bother me as much a sir does... but I've realized the comments we're really low last chapter. We usually hit 30+ comments and I only got 12... is it so hard to comment something nice? Every time I read a book, I vote and comment something. Even if it's "update soon!💜" or "so caute!!!" Anything helps. It makes me motivated to write more. So please, can we just comment from now on? I don't men's rock sound rude, but it bothers me... Enjoy💜
A Little Unsteady: 5 | Asswipe | Laura Marano |
| The Next Day (May 17th, 2019) |
"Band meeting and short rehearsal in fifteen in the garage studio." Rocky says somewhat loudly while pounding on Ross' bedroom door. Ross groans and rubs his eyes, rolling over to the other side of the bed.
"Fuck me." He mutters, standing up. "Fuck this, fuck that, fuck waking up, fuck the band, fuck everything." He adds on, walking to the bathroom. I don't bother getting up, I instead rub my own eyes and sigh. When will his negativity end? "Fucking hell!" He shouts. I jolt up from his bed mad sprint to his bathroom.
"Are you okay?" I ask, knocking on the door. He opens it up with the most bitchy look I've ever seen plastered on his face.
"I'm fine." He mumbles. "Just stubbed my fucking toe."
"Stop saying fuck, Ross." I whisper. He rolls his eyes and walks right past me to his closet. "Okay, whatever." I mumble, walking back to his bed. I grab my phone and see a few texts from my mom, one from Vanessa, and a voice mail from Kristin.
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Then, I click on Kristin's number, not at all surprised when she picked up on the first ring.
"Laura, Jesus, what took so long?" She asks.
"Just woke up." I reply, rubbing my left eye. "What's so urgent? Is it good?" I ask, sitting down at on the edge of the bed.
