The drummer and the outcast

What are those?

One week into moving in with Mike. (Not touring)

100 degree weather had hit, so you can't expect me to wear a hoodie right?

I stared out a window, wearing a tank top and short shorts. My arm was pressed to my side to hide the cuts from the guys. "Mike, I want pizza. What are you doing?" I turned my head to see him with his face in front of a fan with no shirt on and a pair of purple shorts.

He turned his face to me, "It's 120 degrees outside and you want pizza?" I nodded my head enthusiastically. "Just call for it and I'll pay!" Then he turned back to the fan.

I smirked and ordered a large three cheese pizza with extra jalapenos.

The pizza came and I paid with Mike's money. The delivery boy checked me out while I moved, making me blush.

I ate the whole pizza since Mike and the others didn't want any. Whatever!

Two hours later

"Vic! Water balloon fight!" Everyone feel asleep besides us and I was beyond bored.

Vic looked at me cautiously as I threw a balloon at his face, "Oh it's on!" He smirked and threw a balloon at my stomach. I yelped at the cold water.

This turned into a full blown water balloon fight. At the end, I we were both cracking up. Then Vic pushed me into the pool. I surfaced and Vic held out a hand. Smirking, I grabbed it and pulled him into the pool as well. He stayed under water, so I quickly swam to the bottom to see him with his eyes closed. Vics eyes opened and he pulled on my wrist, swimming up to the top. We were both laughing, but my wrist hurt badly, "What is that?" Vic asked, holding my wrist again. His fingers traced over the cuts.

"It's nothing.." His eyes found mine and he held sadness in them.

"Why Cheyenne?  You are like my sister.. This hurts me.."

"I have my reasons. Just like you had yours."

"Please stop.. For me. For Mike, Tony, and Jamie. Please stop for all of us."

I bit my lip and nodded, "Only because it's you guys." But will I be able to stop?