Falling for Radke

Chapter 2

Falling for Radke:

            Chapter 2: I guess I’m good enough for truth and cliché.

I sat on the couch, sitting Indian style. Ronnie was on my left and Mika was on my right. We were playing “Never Have I Ever” and it was getting interesting.

Ronnie went first, “Never have I ever, um… kissed a goat.” I burst out laughing at how stupid it was. Next was my turn. “Never have I ever been hung up on my past boyfriends.” (I didn’t really want to get into details of my life.) So the game continued on and it was 2 A.M. I yawned a little but tried to hold it in so it sounded like a squeak.

            “What the hell is that?” Ronnie asked me curiously, slightly laughing.

            “I yawned, but tried to hold it in.” I quickly responded

            “Awwee is it little JaeJae’s bedie-bie-time?” Jacky asked like he was talking to a little kid. It got on my nerves, so being the idiot I am, threw my phone at him… NEVER throw your phone at Jacky Casey Vincent. The once person of little words, is quite loud and outgoing now. Maybe too loud...

            “Little Jaelynn, you have got quite a few boys in this phone. Do I need to call your mother?” Jacky asked trying to sound fatherish.

            “How are you going to call my mother? Her number isn’t in my phone.” I stated. Its true, I knew it by heart. This made Marcie and everyone except Jacky laugh. He had the look on his face when he realized that he was just burned.

“Fine, who should I call then? Jesse, Jess, Mark, Louis, Liam, John, Marcus, Sebastian, Manny, Oh! How about I call Craig?” Jacky said, immediately my face went pale. Ian Johnson, my boyfriend who died protecting me from a crazy guy with a knife.

Tears started welling up and Marcie looked like she should kill Jacky. But he didn’t know. He couldn’t of known.

            “Earth to Jaelynn! Are you going to watch me call him?” Jacky asked smugly.

Worse part of it was, I was dating him. Two years. Everyone said we’d be perfect. Nothing could tear us apart..

            “Jacky do-“ Marcie tried stopping him but it was too late. I ran to the back of the bus and cried. Just cried. Reliving every moment of that day.

“Jae- Oh my god what wrong sweetheart?” Ronnie asked, he sounded genuinely worried about my feelings.  I sobbed against his chest as he had his arms wrapped around me protectively.

            “Ronnie, Craig-.” I just balled in his arms. “Ask Marcie. She can tell you. I can’t talk about it”.

            Ronnie said he’d be back after he got the story. I could bear bits and pieces of it like "Left her", and " thought the band was more important." This all made me cry more. I still loved Craig, he and I had been through tough shit together. I didn't want the guys to see me cry especially on the first day of touring with them. So to keep my mind off of it, I started to sing to myself. I started singing New Religion by Black Veil Brides. That was my favorite song by them. Their messages were so deep and meaningful. Ronnie came back in and saw my tears had stopped flowing and that I was singing softly. 

"Are you ready to go back out?" He asked, making sure I was okay. "Yeah, come on." I said as I walked out of the back room and into the living area on the bus.

“Jacky.” I said sternly. He slowly looked up at me. I could tell he was crying. His eyes were red and puffy. He was kneeling next to me now. His eyes were begging for forgiveness.

“Yes baby JaeJae?” He asked.

“Don’t hate yourself. You didn’t know. You couldn’t have known.” I said sternly

“Okay.”He said flashing a smile at me.

I got up and walked up to Ronnie’s door. Behind it I heard metal hitting each other. He was lifting weights. I reluctantly knocked on his door, which was returned with a “What the hell do you want!?”. I swallowed and found courage. I opened his door and saw him with his head in his hands, shirtless and sweaty. He looked up then did a double take and ran and hugged me.

“I’m sorry Jae, I would of asked nicer if I knew it was you. I thought it was one of the guys knocking.” He said. He said it like he just hurt someone he had a thing for. Wait, WHAT?! No. Stop. No. Okay.

“Its fine, can we talk?” I looked over out the door and saw people staring at us. “Alone?” I added. He nodded and shut his door.