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c a r t e r
"prank wars 2018!"Cole exclaims, "Who's in?"
it was the night after our first show, and we were shooting down shit, talking about random things.
"what's the prize?"I raise an eyebrow, as cole smirks, and BG's hands hug my waist.
"oh you know two twenty yard line tickets for falcons VS san fran in week 7, plus when we get to Lanta, whoever wins gets the suite in the hotel."Luke lays down, and my mouth is wide open, "Oh i'm in!"
"why the hell not?"B rumbles behind me, and i look towards Ben, Brantley's drummer who i met when we first got here.
"what the hell."Ben gives in, before everyone else agrees.
"you fuckers are going to loose."I point my coke bottle towards everyone, smirking.
"shit i forgot what she did the last time we went on tour, and we did the prank wars."Luke goes pale, and TR raises an eyebrow, "What the hell did she do?"
"let's just say i may or may not have made everyone's life hell."I grin and the guys groan.
"oh you boys are fucked."PJ, brantley's head security grins with me, and i nod.
"those falcon tickets will be mine."I laugh, and Jessie, BG's guitarist raises an eyebrow.
"i thought you were a pats fan."
i choke on the coke i had been sipping on, and Brantley chuckles.
"oh hell no! i can't stand brady's bitching and whining, and does bill even have a personality?! i think not!"I defend, and the guy crack up laughing.
brantley presses his lips to my ear before speaking, "i didn't think you'd get so pissed off when somebody accused you of likin' the pats."
"well than you don't know me well b."I mumble, leaning against him, "I cried when the falcons lost, ask my mama."
"oh i plan on it."he chuckles, and i just shake my head
my phone starts ringing, and i pull it out of my pocket, to find an unknown number, so i decline the call, only for them to call back
"i'll be back."I mumble, before giving Brantley a peck on the lips before taking the call, walking off.
"Hello?"I question, and i hear heavy breathing.
"I see you Carter, and you can run, but you can't hide."Johns voice rings through the phone, and my eyes widen, before i run towards my bus, punching in the code, and locking the door.
"what the hell are you doing?"I hiss, and he laughs.
"getting back what's mine."he chuckles, "if you tell anyone about this call. anyone i mean anyone, i won't even hesitate to hurt you."
my breathing is ridged, and i'm ready to throw something.
"bye love. i'll see you later."
the line goes dead, and i delete the number off my call list, before placing my phone down, and i slide into my table booth, with my head going a hundred miles an hour.
