How Do You Do?

22: I'm Not a Slut, But You're Sure a Whore

White -Palaye Royale

  After we get off stage, I'm surprised to find a fuming Tawnie. Remington and the rest of Palaye Royale rush back onstage to collect all of Ciel De Juillet's instruments, leaving me alone with her. I slightly cower under her presence, feeling stupid for it. She's just my high school bully, though she did make my life so miserable, I graduated within two years.
"You need to back off, you slut," is the first thing she says to me, leaving me shocked.
"I'm not a slut, but you're sure a whore."
My hands slap over my mouth the second the words leave it, and her face is beyond shocked. That is, until she actually registers who said it.
Her eyes darken, and Tawnie, pulls me towards her by the hair, causing me to cry out. "Listen here, you smart a**, Rem and I have kind of been a thing for the passed two years, so you stay out of our lives and stop trying to chase after what isn't yours, it just comes off as desperate." My eyes start to water, from both her words and the amount of strength she's using to pull my hair. She's a good three inches taller than me naturally, but in her nine inch high heels, he's practically a foot taller. She lets me go, and I immediately rub my now sore scalp.
"Are we at an understanding?" She asks me in a sickly sweet fake voice, and I just nod, before rushing passed her to get out. Tears are threatening to spill down my cheeks, so I want to get out of here as fast as possible. I turn the corner to the little living room like area of the backstage room, and my entire band is there, laughing and having a good time. But when they see me storming towards the exit, they all stand to confront me.
"Hey, slow it, Flash, what's wrong?" Reina asks me, standing in front of me, eyes full of concern. My bottom lip quivers.
"Tawnie, she- she-" my voice is lost in my hiccups, and the tears finally fall. Letting out a sob, I give up on trying to talk, and simply throw my arms around her neck and cry into her shoulder. Reina immediately hugs me back. And tried to console me, leading me to the couch while rubbing my back, the other two girls following in concern. I sob my little heart out, surrounded by my three friends' hugs, and eventually all I can manage is lying my head on Reina's lap while silent tears pour down my face.

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Remington

Once I get back offstage with all the instruments and amps packed up, I notice Stevie is long gone, Tawnie now standing in her place, pouting. My jaw slightly twitches at the sight of her. The f*ck does she want now?
"That freak stole my kiss," she pouts, latching herself onto my body, trying to kiss me. My eyes widen, and I'm dodging her lips left and right, trying desperately to peel the leech off of me. I'm eventually successful, with no kiss placed in me.
"First off, Stevie isn't a freak, and second, what the hell was that?" I snap at Tawnie, who crosses her arms in annoyance.
"If you're worried about her feelings, don't worry, I took care of it, she'll leave us alone now," she says with a smirk. My heart stops. No.
"What the hell did you f*cking do, Tawnie?" I growl, glaring at her. She looks surprised at my anger. I don't wait for an answer, instead going to look for Stevie.

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Stevie

  Suddenly Remington bursts into the room while Tawnie clings to his arm and whines, his eyes searching frantically for me. How, you may be asking, do I know this?
  "STEVIE!" He yells out once more, before his eyes finally land on me. I wipe my eyes and immediately stand, bolting for the exit. "Stevie!" He calls again, no doubt following me out. I glance at my powered off phone, making sure my face looks presentable for a crowd to see, meaning there are no tear marks or red eyes. After I'm sure, I walk out from backstage and greet the crowds. I smile and hug people, taking pictures, signing things once one of them gave me a pen.
I'm about to take a picture when Remington asks if he can borrow me, Tawnie complaining while hot on his trail, and he tugs me away. I rip my arm from him. "Don't," I seethe, unable to believe that I actually forgave him. However, he ignores me.
"No," he snaps at me. "I'm not going to let you run off. What did she say to you?" My eyes water at this, but I blink them away.
Before I can say anything, a really annoying redhead shoves me away from Remington, grabs his jaw with her hand and pulls his face down to hers, before locking her lips with his. It's completely silent, and Remington's eyes are open and full of shock. My bottom lip quivers, and I can't bear to watch anymore, so I make my way to the exit.

"GET OFF ME! JESUS F*CKING CHRIST!" Remington suddenly shouts, and I spin around to see Remington breathing heavy and looking livid, holding a surprised Tawnie away from him by her shoulders. "Look, I've tried to say it to you nicely, tried to give you all the hints I could give you, but you just don't stop! I. Don't. Love. You." As he says this, he gently shakes her shoulders for emphasis. It's dead silent, and the crowd starts to look confused and uncomfortable, but I couldn't care less. My heart and mind won't let me, all they care about is the scene in front of me. "We've never been a thing, and we never will. For the sake of our long and old friendship, I've tried to be nice about this, but you need to stop. I don't love you. I love her," he says, and looks at me.
At this moment, and I'm no where near proud of this, but I can't exactly help it. I first, burst out laughing, then proceed to say, "this is totally not real," and finally....

I faint.

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