The Vengence Between (A Michael Vampire story)

Chapter Eight

Ten o'clock rolled around and we finally got back. "Lexi!" Ashley said as she ran off the bus into her girlfriends arms. I managed a small smile and started carrying my stuff off the bus. "Babe! I missed you!" Cynthia said as she kissed DJ once he walked off the bus. I sighed and took a deep breath. I didnt want to see all this. JJ walked off, thankfully, none attacked him with love. "You got everything?" I asked him. "Yea. This was great." JJ said as he hugged me. "I know right?" I said laughing. "Im going to miss it so bad!" DJ said looking at the bus. "I am too." I said as the bus driver started the bus up. "Dont go!" Aaorn said as the bus started to leave. "Come back!" DJ said running after it. "DJ!" Cynthia said trying to grab him. "Fuck." I said shaking my head and laughing as DJ slowly walked back to all of us. "Your silly babe." Cynthia said as she kissed DJ. I rolled my eyes and picked up my bags. "Michael?" JJ said looking at me. "Yea?" I said turning to him. "Your going home already?" He asked. "Yea, im ready to be back but at the same time, im ready to leave again." I said laughing a little. "Ahh. Okay." He said as he picked his bags up as well. "Anyone want to go to Bar Sinister? On me." Ashley said smiling. "Fuck ya!" Aaron said throwing his fist in the air. "Im good." I said shaking my head no. "Wow, really? You love that place." Amber said shocked. "Just not in the mood for it tonight." I said looking at the ground. "I dont belivie it." Cynthia said crossing her arms. "Nah, I just wanna sit and watch my fake fireplace and drink some wine." I said getting a little aggervated. "Come on Michael!" Amber begged. "No!" I snapped. "Damn Michael, chill out." Cynthia said shocked that I snapped at Amber. "Sorry. Im not in a good mood." I said as I caught a cab. "I hope you get in a better mood man." Aaron said as he shook my hand. "Same." DJ said as he nodded his head. I smiled a small smile and got into the cab.

I got to my apperment and creeped into my house. Everything was dark and quiet. Just they way I liked it. I sat my bags down in the livingroom area, and walked into the kitchen. Good, I had a bottle of wine left. I grabbed a wine glass, poured the wine, and headed to my room. My fireplace started as soon as I walked in. I sat on my bed and staired at the white walls. I missed this place but at the same time, felt trapped. After about my third sip of wine, I felt the walls slowly start to close in. I couldnt breathe. As if knifes were stabbing me in the chest. Just what I needed, an anxiety attack the day I come back from warped. I dropped my wine glass onto the floor and held my chest. I stood up and started to walk back and fourth. It helped take my mind off things. I started to think about touring and how it made me feel on stage, then I slowly started to clam down and got my breathing undercontrol. I lead against my wall and slide to the floor. I was a mess. I ran my hands threw my hair. I wanted to rip it out. I was so fustrated. Everything was getting worse, it felt like. I felt a tear fall down my face. Shit, I hated crying. Im not exactly sure why, or how I was, but I was. I buried my face into my hands. I couldnt think straight. Different thoughts and people popped into my mind. Philip, Alyssa, Amanda. I reached to my neck and felt where my blood neckless should be. I wish I had it. Fuck, did I miss Amanda. I looked around the room for my knife, but couldnt find it. Then I remember the knifes I was given at warped. But, they was in my bag. That girl popped in my head again. Those were her knifes. So many emitions just took over my mind. I felt like someone competly differnt. I whipped my eyes and just laid on the floor. I didnt want to move. My depression had me froze where I was I. I wasnt tired and I didnt sleep. I just laid there, still. Like time had frozen. It was horrible.

Six am rolled around and I still hadden slept, but I could finally move. I got up off the floor and walked into my livingroom aera. I had nothing to do and still wasnt tired. So, I decided to put my stuff away. I carried my bags to my room and started to putting all my things where they was suppose to go. I got to the knifes the girl gave me at warped. I looked at them for a while and stuck one under my pillow and the other in my pocket. Unpacking my things didnt take long, it was now six twenty. I went back into the livingroom and just fell on my couch. I was tempted to watch a movie, but before I could make up my mind I at last, fell asleep.