TRY HARD

Chapter 6

"You're a bitch"
"Get out of my house Blaze." I say to him.
"Not until you admit I'm not a deadbeat"
"You are get out"
"Mark my words. I will kill you. I will" he backs out of my bedroom. Mouth drops as a run into Lukes arms.
"Luke help me please. You're all I have"
"I'm gonna get the boys over here, Mark MY words you're coming on tour. You'll be safe. I promise"

"So let me get this straight. Blaze, from high school. Has threatened to kill Delia. Because she called him a deadbeat. Harlow brought up her mother that even everyone in high school knew to stay away from. So her best friend was being a bitch. So now we're gonna take her on tour?" Calum says. I'm sitting on the coffee table with my head down as Luke explains.
"You know what Delia" I look up to see Harlow.
"I don't have a mother either and it sucks seeing you wallow around crying about it"
"Except you left yours! I RESENT MY BIRTHDAY, HER BIRTHDAY, CHRISTMAS EVERYTHING. YOU LEFT YOUR MOTHER. MINE LEFT ME, SHE DIED YOU INSENSITIVE RAT! GO BE WITH YOUR STUPID DEADBEAT BOYFRIEND YOU KNOW HE CANT DO SHIT FOR HIMSELF HE RELIES ON YOU AND ME ALL HE CAN DO IS SELL DRUGS. GET OUT OF MY FUCKING LIFE YOU BITCH" I yell at her as I walk towards the door. I slam the front door shut and lock it. I drop down to the floor and start to cry again. Luke sits with his legs crossed in front of me and drags me onto his lap.
"I can't do this" I say between sobs.
"You can. And you will. You have us four were not going anywhere" he picks me up and we sit back on the couch. I hear someone unlock the door, I squeeze my eyes shut.
"Uhm." It's my dad. I get off of Lukes lap and stand, wiping away the tears.
"This is that band..." he says walking into the living room.
"Ya, Uhm about that, Harlow, Blaze and I had a falling out, I called him a deadbeat and they brought up mom. Blaze threatened to kill me. The police are on their way here and I'm going on tour with them"
"Uhh, I mean you're 24 I can't stop you, but are you okay?"
"No, but I will be" there's a knock on the door and Ashton gets up to get it. He leads in two police officers.
"We understand there's been threats" she says.
"Ya, lets start from the beginning."

"Ok well do you have any witnesses?"
"Me." Luke says.
"And you can confirm her story was right"
"Yes"
"Ok we're gonna have a visit with Blaze and Harlow. We will let you know the outcome." They leave and I'm left alone with four almost strangers and my dad.
"When are you leaving?" My dad asks.
"Day after tomorrow" I say quietly.
"You guys wanna come upstairs and talk while I pack?" I'm hit in the head with a brick. Figuratively.
"I have to quit my job" I say to Luke while standing up off the couch.
"We'll support you in any way you need, we have more money then we know what to do with!" Ashton says as we walk upstairs.
"I don't wanna make you guys do that"
"You won't be making us do anything, it will all be voluntary" Michael says. I laugh.
"You guys can all sit on my bed" I grab my suit case and duffle bag out of my closet.
"So tell me more about Delia" Ashton says. I throw some clothes onto the end of my bed and start to fold.
"Drugs, sex, dead end streets." I say.
"Sounds like a sexy song title" Luke says leaning over to me.
"Of course you would say that" His face was level with mine. My eyes were swollen from crying, but he, he looks like a god on earth. His blue eyes so deep you can't see the end. I lean forward and attach my lips to his. He shutters at my touch. The sudden touch. He starts to kiss me back. I smile, breaking the kiss. He pulls back and licks his lips.
"Cherry" he says
"Cherry?" Calum says. I grab a small tube off my night stand and throw it to Calum.
"Ohhhh lip balm" he says. I continue packing my things.
"Anyways, drugs, sex and dead end roads?" Michael asks.
"Ya, I'm bi, Blaze told me I ran out of guys so I went to girls. I smoke weed sometimes. Dead ends roads well, I have no friends anymore, I have no mother, I'm a dead end. People use me to turn around. The only people that travel down a dead end road are ones who have to or don't know what they're doing"