Together let's breathe - Josh Dun fanfic

15. Marie

"Excuse me miss? Can I get some more ketchup?" 

In all my years of being a server customers have called me lots of things to get my attention. The people that remember my introduction use my name, other opt for the classic ma'am. I'll even respond to "hey you!" I've had bitch thrown at me in certain occasions. None of these really bother me, but for some reason "miss" has always rubbed me the wrong way. I'm sure the people that say this don't mean anything by it, but I still cringe a little every time I hear it. 

"Absolutely! I'll be right back!" I say flashing my best fake smile.

I've been back to work at the steakhouse for a week now. I explained that things didn't work out at my other job and my manager was nice enough to let me come back. I've been able to fall right back into my old routine pretty easily. I've even started getting better at pushing thoughts of Josh away. The night after I saw that picture of Josh and Debby I called Charlotte to talk about it. I couldn't get it out of my mind and she is the only person in my life that knows what really happened.  

"He is just a typical rock star who will fuck anyone in his path. I bet he keeps a list of names under his pillow and if you were good enough we can all read about it in his tell all book in twenty years." She tells me.

"That's awful.  He is nothing like that." I say trying to convince her and myself.

"And I don't want to hear all the lines he fed you about being special and how he never does this. It's better to move on sis. I don't want to see you get hurt more than you already are."

I wanted to move on, but I also wanted to hold on hope that I was the last thing he thought of before falling asleep. 

After getting home from a particularly busy and exhausting day, I crash on my couch not wanting to move for the rest of the night. I spend a few minutes arguing with myself about getting up and going into the kitchen to make dinner, but I'm interrupted by a knock at my door. Reluctantly, I pull my aching body off the couch and take the few steps over to the door.

 I hope it's Charlotte with a bag of Chinese food and a DVD of some mind numbing movie because like she told me a few nights ago "I'm not going to let you sit here alone and be sad."

When I open the door the person standing in front of me is definitely not Charlotte. It takes my brain a few moments to register fully that is is Josh Dun and his fading pink hair looking at me.

"Hi" is all he says.

"Hi" I say my voice shaking a little. "How did you get here?"

Josh takes a step to his right and points behind him revealing Marcus. I give him a little wave and he gives one back.

"Can I come in?" Josh asks stepping back so that Marcus is hidden again. 

Charlotte would want me to say no and slam the door in his face. She would tell me he was just here to hook up again and he only picked me because he knew I would say yes. As I watch him squirm nervously waiting for my answer, I start to forget why I'm not letting him push me against the wall and press kisses down my neck. The reasons I once had to stop him from moving his hand down from my waist to inside my jeans are fading away.    

"Yeah, come on in."

Josh enters my living room and I can see him looking around, taking everything in. My living room looks like a fairly ordinary living room. It's not until you get into my bedroom would you see all my band paraphernalia I've collected over the years. I haven't touched my twenty one pilot's stuff. I'm not so sure I want Josh to know I sleep about two feet away from a picture of him and Tyler.