I hate myself. Do I need a reason? Well, I have one. I took out my anger on Ash earlier that afternoon, I created some unnecessary trust issues with Marissa, and I somehow got Ash to forgive me, even though I didn't want her to. Did I say I had ONE reason? Oh, well, I guess I lied.
We made it onto the tour bus and joined the rest of the band, Rachael, and Phil in the lounge, all the while keeping my throbbing hand out of sight.
As everyone told stories and laughed about the show, I zoned out, trying to figure out the whole situation. Occasionally, I would fake a smile just so that no one would know how I really felt. But who am I kidding, I didn't even know how I felt!
I found myself fiddling with one of my many bracelets and stopped right away. That was an "old Hunter" habit and there was no way I was going to become like that again.
'Maybe my problem is not solely based on Ash and Marissa. Maybe it's because I'm losing myself again...maybe I never even found myself to begin with...' Thoughts popped up in my brain at a rapid speed, causing the spinning feeling to return. 'Man, Hunter. You're a mess.'
After a little bit, Rachael and Phil left and we all went to bed. I was wide awake and restless, so once I heard a steady stream of snores coming from my bandmates, I made my way back to the lounge. I decided to try and distract myself, so I opened the hidden cabinet underneath the desk and grabbed my joke book out from behind my secret stash of food (mostly Airheads).
I sat down and read some of my jokes using the moon and passing street lamps to make out the words scrawled across the worn pages.
'Did you hear about the two people who stole a calendar? ... They both got six months!'
Yikes...!
'Want to hear a construction joke? Sorry, I'm still working on it!'
'Which U.S. state has the smallest soft drinks? Minisoda!'
'What do you call a belt made of watches? A waist of time!'
And...
'If you ever get cold, just stand in a corner for a bit... they are usually around 90 degrees!'
After a few minutes, I got bored and returned the book to its secret location, bumping my injured hand on the desk in the process.
"Shoot!" I grumbled under my breath, careful not to be too loud. I retrieved am ice pack from the freezer before sitting back down.
No matter how many times I tried to think about something else, one question kept returning. 'Who lied to me?'
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(A/N:)
...Yea so that was unbelievably short. I'm sorry I just wasn't sure what to write.🤷♀️ Anyway, thanks so much for reading!! I really, truly appreciate it!! :)
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So... I want to hear your opinion. Who do you ship?
Hashlynn
Huntrissa
Rashlynn (ok dat's cringe right there😖😂)
~Or~
Forget them and Shazel all the way!!😂😂😂👏
And we can't forget Rachphil😆😬
Any other ships? Feel free to comment and I might add them in here^^ haha.
Ok bye for now
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