Scars, Suicide and Australians

Fun Times Fun Times

Ana's POV

"So, we all know the reason you were in the hospital was because of the tour." Beau said.

Did they really just bring that up? I could see Becky looked like she was about to blow a fuse.

"And what we want to say is the tour was pushed back, so we're leaving in a week." added Michael.

Why the actual fuck would they tell me this.

"And you and Becky are coming with us." Luke B tells me.

Wait.

What.

I look at Becky. Becky looks at me. We look at the boys and raise our eyebrows.

They nod.

We went fucking mental.

I don't even know why but we started screaming the words to Skater Boy by Avril Lavigne.

Fun times fun times.

"Guys, I'm the support act for your tour." I admitted

"What?" Beau replied.

"I have been since the start. I know what you're thinking - why did she cut so much if she knew we were going on tour and she was coming with us? Well the answer is simply, you didn't tell me. I have major problems with trust, but once I trust somebody, I expect them to trust me. Keeping something that major from me took a real blow to my self confidence and I needed an escape route. I already talked to the hospital, they said I could go as long as I kept in current contact with the therapist and at least one of you gives a daily report of my behaviour." I spurt out.

"GROUP HUG!" James yells.

"The reason we hadn't told you was because we had noticed your scars and we were worried if we left you would relapse. We were so scared that we didn't have the guts to say anything. You're like our sister, best friend, mentor, groupie, boss and mother all in one. We love you so much." Skip said, speaking for the rest of the group.

Me, I was literally crying my eyes out. We hadn't dispersed from the hug, so I just hugged whoever was closest to me even tighter. That just happened to be Luke B, who hugged me back just as tight.

"I love you all so much. Thank you." I said.