Bad Intentions (Falling In Reverse)

Two: Smile For The Camera, Cause Baby You're A Star

Two: Smile For The Camera, Cause Baby You’re A Star

~Bri~

The show we played last night was amazing! The pit was insane. I wanted to get into it, but Alex reminded me that I was now famous, and I would probably start a riot of some sort. It’s an sad thing. It would have been awesome to mosh to FIR and CSZ. Especially in a pit like that.

“I heard Ronnie and Jacky talking about you backstage.” Julz said, handing me my phone. “Jacky sounded pissed.”

“Strange.” I frowned at her. What could those two possibly be fighting about that involves me? I unlocked my phone and began flipping through my missed text. Two from Jack, one from Andy, one from Zack’s girlfriend, but none from Christofer. That‘s rare…maybe he’s still asleep. “Could you hear what they were saying?”

“I’m not totally sure, but I think I heard…something about Christofer.”

My head snap toward her. “What?”

“Jacky is friends with Chris.” Alex told us as he entered the bus with pizzas in his hand. Aiden followed him, carrying some sodas. I noticed Aiden didn‘t have his jacket on like he normally does. That was new. He actually looked good without the jacket. “Apparently, Ronnie thought Bri was hot. He wanted to flirt, Jacky wasn’t cool with that.”

“Can you go on a tour without starting some short of fight between the band members?” Julz said in a semi joking tone. I knew she was somewhat serious though.

I smirked at her. “Nope.”

“But wait, it gets better.” Alex said, sitting next to me with a pizza. He gave me a light peck on the cheek before opening the box. “Ronnie didn’t care about ‘the boyfriend problem’.” he made quotation marks in the air with his fingers. “That’s what he called it. Ronnie said he‘d go after you anyway.”

“And the hell do you know all of this?” Aiden snapped at Alex, giving him a scolding glare that scared the ever living shit out of me. Aiden hates gossip. He’s way too ‘level headed’ for that. Level headed and scary as hell when he wants to be.

Alex shrugged, ignoring the Aiden glare. Unlike Julz and I, Alex is used to the glares from Aiden. He no longer finds them scary. “Mika likes to talk.”

I rolled my eyes at Alex. “So do you.” 

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*Two Weeks Later*
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“No sir. She doesn’t deserve this blame, not this time. It’s your turn, to take a seat. We’re settling the final score. And why do you like to hurt her so--” my guitar string popped, cutting the inside of my finger. “Shit.” I immediately wiped the blood on my shorts. Better to have it on my pants, than dripping down my hand, right? “Ugh.” I sighed in frustration, realizing I now have to restring my guitar.

“You want to get this infected?” Ronnie said from next to me, grabbing my hand. I saw his eyes narrow as he picked the tiny jean fibers out of the cut.

I made a face of disbelief. Is Ronnie Radke seriously picking fibers out of my bloody finger? That‘s something I‘d expect Christofer to do, maybe even Jordan or Andy. But defiantly not Ronnie Radke. “Dude. Why are you touching my blood?”

He laughed. “I’ve seen more blood than you can image. Mostly my own. It’s no big deal.” I saw his smile fade a little. Probably from the bad memories. Nothing like the memory of being strung out on drugs and thrown in jail to kill your happy mood. “The song is good. Maybe change the lyrics a little. And it needs more anger, sadness...more emotions period.”

“Of course you’d think so.” I chuckled, nervously pulling my finger away from his hands. Him touching my bloody finger is making me jumpy. Very gross on his part.

“Watch and learn, Dollface.” he told me, chuckling and rolling his eyes at me as got up from the picnic table. “I’ve lost my goddamn mind! It happens all the time! I can’t believe I’m actually, meant to be here! Trying to consume! The drug in me is you! And I’m so high on misery, can’t you see?!” Ronnie yelled into an invisible mic, hopping up and down, making his messy black hair fly around his face. “If that wasn’t sung with anger and pain, would you listen to it?”

I sat there for a moment, thinking about the answer to that question. I sighed. “No. Probably not.” I gave him a weak, but idolizing smile. “You’re Ronnie Radke. Your music wouldn’t be yours if there wasn’t any anger or pain involved. My music will never sound as good as yours.”

“Uhm, that first part is very true.” he nodded, sitting back down. “But, that second part…Well, you haven’t been through what I have. Sing about what you’re feeling, not what you think people want to hear.” he put his hand on my chest. “Write the lyrics from your heart, the music will follow. And so will your fans.”

I was frozen for a second. Am I the only who’s completely shocked by what Ronnie just said? This is almost as shocking as finding out Alex from All Time Low can actually be smart. “Whoa.” I said in awe, completely blown away be his words. I never thought Ronnie would be this type of person. “Are you fucking with me?”

He rolled his eyes again, laughing. “I‘m a joker most of the time. But when it comes to music, I’m completely serious.” he said to me as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He stared at it for a second, before typing something up. I’m gonna guess it was a text. “Mika. Lunch at the boardwalk, apparently. Wanna come?”

I stood up, grabbing my over sized sunglasses, putting them on to hind most of my face. Be for real, if I walked out of this venue without them on, I’d be tackled by fans. Mine, yes. But mostly Christofer’s. That‘s the down side of dating a rock star that every girl dreams of having. “Sure. Let’s go.”

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“Mate, you put that on Twitter and it’ll be all over the internet in twenty minutes.” Jacky chucked, biting to his taco. “You’ve been warned.” 

Ronnie looked at his phone, on the screen, there was a picture of him and I eating. We looked pretty horrible. But, for reasons unknown, Ronnie really wanted to put it on Twitter. I didn’t care. Be serious. As many bad pictures TMZ has taken of Christofer and I, what is one more going to do? “Very true.” Ronnie nodded, holding his phone in front of our faces again. “Uhm smile, Doll.”

I rolled my eyes, halfway laughing when I felt his teeth pressing against my cheek. This dude so doesn‘t act his age. “Ew.” I said in mock disgust, rubbing the slob of off my face. “Ronnie germs.” Normally, I would be completely disgusted by saliva being on my face. But since the I started touring, I’ve been covered in everything from orange juice to hair dye and marshmallow fluff. MIXED TOGETHER. So, saliva from Ronnie’s mouth is not the worst of it. At least I know he brushes his teeth.

“Why do you keep calling her that?” Mika asked in an weird tone, making a cute twisted face as he poked his burrito.

Ronnie typed up something before hitting the ‘post’ key on Twitter. My phone beeped, letting me know that I was tagged in his little update. “Keep calling her what?” Ronnie asked, cocking his head to the side like he was clueless. He knows exactly what Mika is talking about. Ronnie just likes fucking with people.

Mika glared at him, knowing what Ronnie was doing. “‘Doll’. It’s weird.”

“Stupid nickname.” I chuckled, checking my Twitter. “His is Thunder.” I said smiling down at the caption on Ronnie’s Twitter page. Under the picture of us, it said: ‘Me and my Doll chilling with Mika and Jacky.”  “Cute.” I laughed. “Send me that picture. I wanna put it on Facebook.”

“You still use Facebook?” Mika asked in disbelief.

I nodded. “Yeah. One personal, a fan page and the band page.”

Jacky shook his head with a grin on his face. “Let her learn the hard way.” he told Mika. Whatever that means.

“Yeah?” Ronnie said into his phone. It must have been on vibrate, I didn’t even hear it ring. “Already? Are you serious? Yeah. Okay. Consider us gone.” he snapped the phone closed, giving Mika, Jacky and I an annoyed looks before jumping up from the table. “Apparently, someone recognized the scenery behind us in the picture. Time to go.”

“Ugh.” I sighed in frustration. “Fuck being famous.”

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Author’s Note: So short. I know. I’m sorry. 3: But Lexi shall write a longer chapter soon. (: This was more of a set up for the next chapter. Also, what do you think of Bri and Ronnie’s nicknames? :3

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