Here We Go Again

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2 Years Later: 

"Come on, Nat," my best friend and new roommate hissed. 

I stared at her blankly. She was asking me to go to a Motionless In White show with her. She had passes because she knew the guys and the opener. I didn't tell her about Ricky or Chris. Or any of it. "I don't think it's a great idea," I muttered. 

"NAT! You're my best friend! You're the fun one, come on and have some fun," she snapped. "I want you to go with me. You can get dressed up and maybe you'll find someone," she winked and walked away.

I groaned and fell back on my bed. I looked over at my closet and shook my head. I couldn't go. I groaned again realizing that there was no way out of this. Not when Sarah was involved. There was no way I was getting out of this. I got up and threw my tank and shorts off. I pulled on my cropped striped sweater and my black skater skirt. I added a pair of garter tights that had little kittens on the tops. I examined myself in the mirror, my eyes falling on my stomach where I had a new tattoo. It was hand poked by my friend Grace and hurt like a bitch. I was in love with hand poked tattoos and several of them now littered my body. 

After Ricky and I broke up I went to England for a year. It was cold, wet and totally amazing. I fell in love with so many people that I can now call friends. I went from having Angelo and a couple others to having quite a few. Everyone was so sweet to me and I didn't even want to come back. I smiled and put a beanie on my black mess of hair before doing my make up. 

I grabbed my bag and slipped on my boots before heading down stairs. Sarah was waiting on me and the minute I walked in she whistled and smiled. "I've got competition tonight!" 

I chuckled and shook my head. "Trust me, you don't."

"I wouldn't be too sure. Just stay away from Ricky," she laughed. "He's the guitarist. Well one of them. He's mine. We screw around all the time but now I'm trying to get him to commit to me."

I made sure not to gasp at her confession. It's not like she knew that I was in love with Ricky. "Well, you're hot so go for it!" 

She smiled and hugged me tightly before throwing my keys to me and walking out the door. I sighed and wiped away the stray tear that started to fall. I wasn't going to cry. I'd heard that he moved on but I didn't think my best friend would be involved. It's not that I'm upset, I sorted out my feelings but it still hurt to know I threw it all away.

I locked the door and ran to my car. I climbed in and started to drive towards Pittsburgh, the same place where I was dumped by Ricky. We rocked out the whole way there. Well Sarah rocked out. I just tried to fake my enthusiasm and not let my panic show through. I drove fast and did my best to keep from thinking about the last time I saw Ricky. Of course I checked up on him sometimes but my heart could never take it. 

When I was in London I met Oli Sykes from Bring Me The Horizon and he would keep me updated on everything. He knew them quite well and had no problem letting me know what was going on in their lives. I was actually thinking about going back but I would need to sell my house and something about that just makes me feel uneasy. I worked my ass off for that house and now I was wanting to sell it in order to move across the world. 

I pulled into the venue parking lot and Sarah handed me a pass before running towards the back entrance and leaving me in the dust. I chuckled and locked my car before walking in the direction of the venue. I stopped at the entrance and gulped. I pushed my beanie up slightly and brushed a piece of hair out of my face before opening the door and flashing my pass at the security guard. He smiled and nodded in the direction of the green room. 

I opened the door and saw Sarah on top of Ricky, sucking his face. I smiled sadly and took a seat on the farthest couch away from them. When Sarah realized I was there she giggled and mouthed 'sorry' at me. I shrugged my shoulders and rolled my eyes. 

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