All My Heart: A Very Warped Summer Sequel (Austin Carlile x OC)

Swing Life Away

Swing Life Away – Rise Against

"Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse...we live on front porches and swing life away. We get by just fine here on minimum wage. If love is a labor, I'll slave 'til the end. I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand."

I can't believe you cheated on Austin...

I used to be a fan of Dani until I found out how much of a slutbag she was.

You're the biggest band slut I know.

There was always a rumor that you hooked up with Vic. Never believed that until now.

Lol. I was just waiting for the day you fucked up.

And finally, the tweet that started it all posted by Jake himself on Instagram. A picture she didn't remember taking until now of her kissing his cheek and sitting on his lap on her tour bus couch from the other night with the caption: Best screaming female I know!

Danielle felt physically sick to her stomach the next morning when she woke up. She couldn't even comment to tell him off. First, she knew that she would just get attacked in the Instagram comments even more than she was on Twitter. Second, it wouldn't do much good.

How could she explain that? One of his hands was rested around her hips while the other was thrown up in devil's horns while her lips were pressed into his cheek and both her amrs were around his neck. He looked way too pleased with himself, too.

She hopped out of bed and hurried into the front room. All the guys stopped their merry chatting and looked in her direction...and all their eyes changed.

"Danielle..." Jeff said worriedly. "What's wrong?"

She gave him the phone, still opened on the picture. Jeff stared at it for a few seconds before his face turned white, too.

"Everyone hates me." Jeff got up and took her in his arms. "I feel like I'm in high school all over again My career is ruined and this time Trace wasn't even around. I did this all by myself."

"No, listen to me." Jeff pushed her out at arms length. "Your true fans are going to be there for you. No one knows what really happened. It's going to be fine, I promise." Jeff gently pet down her hair, trying his best to calm her down.

"DANI!" A muffled shout was heard outside. Everyone exchanged glances before running outside. Ronnie was walking around with half his clothes on, looking frantic. He looked in Danielle's direction and pointed at her. "What the hell is that picture on Instagram someone just showed me?"

"Ronnie, I was drunk." She ran her hands frustratedly through her hair. The last thing she needed was Ronnie screaming at her.

"Do you not realize that little bitch is basically friends with Trace?"

"Yes, I've just recently figured that out, thanks."

Ronnie placed his hands behind his head in exasperation. "What the hell are you doing, Danielle! I see you with Austin one night and this guy the next!"

"It was a fucked up situation! I want nothing to do with him! All he's doing is ruining my life!"

"Well, good job, Danielle. Maybe this wasn't the life you were cut out for. Do your band a favor and get a new frontman that doesn't cause unnecessary drama." Ronnie turned on his heel and stormed off. Danielle stood there, stunned.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see Andrew motioning for her to go back in the bus. Before she started crying, she climbed the steps and lied herself on the couch, pretending she was okay with what just happened.