What The Fuck Should I Have Done?

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    I sit on the hood of Bryan's car, staring up at the night sky. All the bands were having a party in the parking lot, and had invited Bryan, but I wasn't even eighteen yet so I'd grabbed a Monster from the vending machine of our hotel room before we came.

   I take a sip of the energy drink, my mind wandering as I lay back. The other night in Cali it'd seemed that Jye had been singing right to me, but that couldn't be right. And he couldn't have been upset by Brent's flirting.. he probably just didn't like him anyway. Yeah, that had to be it.

   I'm so lost in my thoughts that I don't hear approaching footsteps until a familiar, australian voice reaches my ears. "Rec?" he asks.

   I sit up, my blue eyes falling on Jye's face. "Yeah?" I ask, raising my eyebrows at him questioningly.

   "Uhh," he starts, gaze wandering.

   "What?" I huff, sliding off the hood of Bryan's car.

   "Is there anything going on between you and Brent?" he asks quickly, the words coming out in a rush. I run a hand through my hair, shaking my head.

    "No," I say simply, shifting on my feet.

    "Why do you wanna know, anyway?" I add curiously, blue eyes searching his face.

    "I, uh, g'night," Jye mumbles, looking at his feet before turning and walking back towards Chelsea Grin's tour bus.

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