It's been awhile since Brian and I got back together. The whole band has finished three albums. We've just finished AntiChrist Superstar and are starting our tour tomorrow.
Brian and I have never split up since then. We may have had arguments and seperated ourselves for each other a few times but we have never called it off. I honestly believe that Brian and I will be together until one of us dies, and that's a big accomplishment for someone with trust issues.
"Are you packed?" Brian asks me as he enters the room we share.
We've also got a new house, still in Florida. The whole band lives here. It's a two story house.
We've also gotten a new band member, replaced by Sara is Ginger Fish aka Kenneth. I call him Kenny though.
He's always happy which kind of lightens up the worst of moments in the band.
Tim is still here. I learned to forgive him. He has changed a lot too, which made it easier. I still don't fully trust him, but we're friendly towards each other.
Convincing Brian to let him stay in the band took a long time. He thought Tim was threatening me if I didn't convince Brian to let him stay.
It took a few days but here we all are now, all good.
Madonna is still in the band of course. He has a girlfriend now. They've been together for 8 months, so we're pretty sure Madonna doesn't have a thing for Brian anymore. Thank Satan.
His girlfriend and I get along well. The whole band has only seen her a few times. Her name is Camille, but she asks everyone to call her Cam.
I call her Cammy instead. (I don't know what it is with me and adding a 'Y' to the end of everyone's name.)
She has shoulder length purple hair and straight bangs. Her hair is probably a different color now though; she always dyes it. She has angel bites and green eyes. Madonna did good.
He wants Cammy to come with us on tour tomorrow. Madonna begged me to convince Brian to let her once he asked. I agreed, and now I'm just waiting for him to ask Brian. We're all fond of Cammy, except Tim. But Cam ignores his rude remarks.
"Yep. I just finished." I reply, zipping up my suitcase. We only had to pack bathroom necessities. Our stage clothes and such are already in the bus trailer.
"As am I." Brian smiles at me.
He wraps my arms around my waist and I wrap mine around his neck.
We exchange "I love you's" in between kisses. Madonna interrupts us by awkwardly clearing his throat and knocking on the open door.
"Yes?" Brian sighs, annoyed.
"I need to ask you something." Madonna replies. Finally he's asking about Cammy.
"Can Cam come with us on tour?" He asks. I'm glad he got right to the point.
"Stephen, why wouldn't you ask me earlier? The tour starts tomorrow." Brian sighs angerly. I squeeze his hand as a sign to tell him to calm down. "She's already packed; I told her to just in case. And she will sleep in my bunk with me, obviously." Madonna jests. "C'Mon, we all like Cam." I say to Brian. Well, except for Tim. Brian nods and the sighs. "Okay. But if she's late we're leaving without her." Madonna nods and then leaves. I can tell he's smiling excitedly. As if Brian were his dad and just gave him permission to go to a concert. Suddenly I start thinking about my dad. Ugh. I'm of course off the news and such, it's been over a year. He's tried contacting me through even fanmail. Telling me lies about my mother coming back, or that he quit drinking and got a nice house. I can't believe he expects me to believe him. I fear that someday he will come to one of our concerts and somehow get backstage or something. You know, anxiety putting those thoughts that will probably never happen into your head. I sigh aloud, and Brian notices my change in mood. "What's wrong? Camille doesn't have to come." He sits beside me on our bed. "No, it's not about her." He always calls her by her full name for some reason. It annoys the hell out of her. That's probably why he does it. "Just anxiety." I sigh and drop my body on the bed. "It's okay. Calm down." Brian cups my face in his hands and means down to pick my forehead. " love you." He smiles. "I love you too." I can't help but smile back. Brian contacts his parents still. His parents are very accepting of what he does and brushed it off that he ran away. Both of us have not seen his parents since we both ran away that day. We'll be in Ohio during tour so Brian plans to vist them and wants me to come. His mother always asks about us getting married. Brian doesn't like the though of marriage, he thinks it's a ridiculous idea. That love isn't about signing papers that claim your together. I agree with him, but I also agree with his mother. I wouldn't mind having a wedding. "We should get to bed. It's past 1am." Brian suggests. I nod and yawn in response. Brian and I cuddle together in bed until we both fall asleep.
I'm really trying to capture their maturity and show how they've changed. Am I doing I okay? cx
