Breaking Through {JimmyYumaxDeuce}

Chapter 4

Deuce's pov

I sat on the couch, contently watching TV.

I feel bad for being such an ass to Jimmy lately but I just can't help it.

I want things to be fixed with my best friend.

I just get so angry when he brings up the way I act and how I lead on all these girls.

So what if I do. I have reasons as to why.

Jimmy had walked into the room, walking to the fridge and grabbing an apple before heading off the bus.

My mind immediately went to a few nights ago when that girl left.

I didn't tell anyone why because I didn't want to believe it myself.

What she'd said was that I apparently moaned out Jimmy's name as she gave me a blowjob.

I didn't want to believe it whatsoever.

I was glad that Jimmy wasn't on the bus if that did happen.

Jimmy is my best friend and that's all...I don't feel like that towards him.

Why can't I look at him without becoming shy though.

I was startled out of my thoughts when I heard the door to the bus swing open.

" Aron. I've made a decision " Jimmy announced as he walked in.

"okay?... " I replied, raising an eyebrow.

" once this tour is over I'm gone. I'm tired of all your shit. We were once best friends but now we only yell at eachother. I'm tired of having to out up with you and all the sluts you bring onto the bus" Jimmy said, crossing his arms.

"wait what? Jimmy you can't leave! " I said, feeling a lump for in the back of my throat as I choked out my words.

" yes I can " he replied.

I stood up, pinching the bridge of my nose so that I wouldn't cry.

I can't lose him. He's my best friend.

"Jimmy please " I pleaded, walking over to him.

He just pushed me away.

" I've already made my decision " Jimmy mumbled, walking back to the bunks.

I watched as he left, letting a few tears fall down my cheeks.

I walked to the fridge, grabbing two bottles of Jack Daniels before heading to the bathroom.

I locked myself in, slouching onto the floor with my knees to my chest.

I uncapped one of the bottles, gulping down the contents.

Jimmy's pov

It's been a few hours since I told Aron that I was going to leave once the tour was over.

I wasn't going to leave if it seemed like Aron did truly care.

"Jimmy, come here and help me" Arina shouted from the area where the bathroom was.

I climbed out of my bunk with a sigh, walking over to her.

"what is it? " I asked.

" it's Aron. He locked himself in here and he won't respond. I'm kinda worried " he said.

"do you have a Bobby pin? " I asked.

She nodded and took one from her hair, handing it to me.

I placed it into the lock, fidgeting around for a minute or so before I heard a click meaning the door was unlocked.

I pushed it open to see Aron passed out on the floor with two empty bottles of Jack Daniels surrounding him.

I sighed quietly, shaking my head.

I picked up the two bottles, taking them out to the kitchen.

I put them in the recycling then made my way back to the bathroom.

I kneeled down next to Aron. "wake up buddy" I mumbled, shaking him.

" I thought we weren't buddies anymore though... " he slurred.

I knew he'd gone and gotten drunk because of what I said.

Maybe I will stay.

" I know I said that earlier but I was just upset... " I muttered.

"No...You said you were fed up with me being a man whore... " he slurred, chuckling drunkenly.

"whatever... " I mumbled, helping him up and guiding him to his bunk.

As I helped him into his bunk his phone fell out of his back pocket.

Once he was in his bunk I picked it up and climbed into my own bunk.

I turned it on, knowing his pass code.

The first thing that popped up was his music app.

He'd apparently been listening to a song called Stay by Florida Georgia line.

I recognized that song.

I put my ear buds in, playing the song.

It actually made me close to crying.

One. I didn't know he liked country and two. Why was he listening to this song?

I closed out of the music app, looking though all the other apps he had.

I hadn't taken a good look of the background to his phone but I did once I caught a glimpse of purple hair.

I flipped through the pages of the screen (you'll understand if you have a Samsung) until I found a page with no apps.

The background was a picture of me and him they Arina had taken at the beginning of The Uproar Tour.

I felt a small smile for on my lips as I shut off his phone and snuck out of my bunk.

I carefully climbed up to his bunk, setting his phone next to him.

I climbed back into my bunk, closing my eyes.

Maybe he did still truly care about me.