Boom Boom Room

The Alamo (Part 1)

Ronnie's POV

I begin to stir as the noises of drunks fill the van. I hear a loud sigh, indicating that Aaron has decided to drive us to San Antonio. I slowly open my eyes, only to quickly shut them at the sight of flashlights near my face.

"She's alive," I hear my brother slur.

"Shut up," I quietly state, "some of us need our sleep."

"Johnny," Aaron raises his voice slightly, "get in the van and leave your sister alone."

"No. I love my baby sister."

I am picked up from my seat and placed on top of everyone's lap. My eyes go wide as all three drunks hold me down while they proceed to wrap me in their blankets.

"Aaron," I shout, "help me."

To my dismay, Aaron just turns up the radio and follows Palaye's tour bus. This is going to be a long drive. At least I got some sleep in while I could.

*four hours later*

All of the guys have finally fallen asleep. I carefully untangle from the blanket fort they forced on me. I then fit my tiny frame between the front seats and plop into the passenger seat.

"They love you," Aaron quietly chirps, "that's why they do the things they do when they're drunk."

"It's more like harassment," I snort, "they hold me hostage and wrap me in blankets while poorly attempting to rock me back to sleep."

"Call it what you want, Ronnie, but you don't hear the things they do for you when you're asleep."

"What do you mean?" I turn in my seat and face Aaron. He pulls into a nearby gas station.

"Come down with me. I'll explain while we get stuff for their hangovers." I nod, steal Johnny's hoodie, and follow Aaron inside.

"So explain," I demand once we're inside.

"As you know, Johnny is over protective. Well since you're the youngest in the band, all of the guys look after you. Apparently in Houston, one of the guys from Palaye got so drunk that he started talking profanities about you and Johnny. Your brother couldn't handle them talking shit about you. So him and the guys beat the guy up. You were asleep in the van while this was going on. After that, the guys and I quickly packed the van and tried to hit the road. We can't afford to be kicked off the tour."

"Is that why they were all harassing me in the van? Normally it's just Johnny that harasses me." My hands curl slightly around the drinks I grab for everyone. Aaron only nods in reply and pays for everything. As we head back to the van, I place everything in the front seat and decide to take a nap. We aren't schedule to do sound check until 4pm, and it's only 9:30am.