Come Back to Me °°Sequel To What Took So Long°°COMPLETE

She Might Just Kill Me

Brantley was tucked in the corner of some bar in Lexington, their current stop. Jason said people, didnt say Brantley had to know them. He sighed and took another double shot as his green eyes scanned the room. Looking back to his notebook, he went about his writing and sighed. This restless feeling he'd been dealing with the past week was really pissing him off. It was getting harder and harder for him to keep his attitude in check. The singer just really wanted to be alone before he snapped on Jason or Luke, or even worse one of the girls. Suddenly, he had an idea. Well, not suddenly, he'd been thinking about it for awhile, just wasnt quite sure what he'd do for it. Looking at the sketch on his notebook, he knew it was the right thing to do, whether or not she'd kill him for doing it, that would be something he would deal with later. Brantley wasn't just someone who got anything tattooed on him, they all had some type of meaning to him. Even his finger tattoo. K.C was someone who'd been a permanent fixture from day one. If they weren't dating, they'd still be close, so why not? He noticed someone walking up to him out of the corner of his eye and closed his notebook. "This seat taken?" Brantley chuckled, was she really trying to be cute? Looking up at his ex fiance, he kept that smirk on his face. "Nope." She grinned and sat down. No sooner than her ass hit the seat, he stood up, leaving money for the waitress and walked out, leaving Jana sitting alone. The singer couldn't help but chuckle to himself, taking a page out of K.C's book when they used to party. His diparture didnt go unnoticed by Jason, Luke, Thomas and Justin as they followed him out onto the street. "She still tryin shit man?" Brantley ran his hands across his face and nodded. "Yeah. Look guys, I don't wanna sound like a dick, but I got somethin I'm gunna go do for K.C, and I need to do it alone. I just need some space before I snap an I don't wanna do that to y'all." The four men nodded, "You call us if you need anything man. Be careful." Luke slapped his shoulder. Being the oldest one, he felt like he had to protect them all. Brantley nodded as they headed back inside and he headed for a good tattoo parlor.

It surprisingly didnt take him long to find one as he walked in and showed the guy what and where he wanted as he sat down and got comfortable. He'd decided on filling in the spot on his lower forearm, a reaper with an angel look to it, Karma Chrystine adorning the bottom. To him, it made perfect sence and as long as K.C understood it, that was all that mattered to him. That, and hopefully she wouldn't get mad. She was the devil to her enemy, but an angel to everyone she saved by doing what she loved. Paying the artist, he took a picture of it before covering it up and heading back out the door to his rental.  Getting back to the bus, he headed inside, grabbing his bottle from the night before he surprisingly didn't finish and sat down with his band, not bothering to grab a shot glass. Mike looked up from the game and nodded at his arm, "New ink?" Brantley nodded, finishing his swig and uncovering the art work. Mike, Jase, Jake and Vinny raised their eyebrows, but smiled anyway. "Bad ass dude. I think shes gunna love it." Brantley shrugged, taking another swig. "I hope so man. I just want er home." They all nodded in agreement. "Drinkin like that aint gunna make it go by faster." Jake pointed out. Brantley shrugged, "Don't matter how long it takes, just matters she comes home." he leaned back, taking another swallow as the guys all glanced at each other, knowing the wouldn't be able to get anything through to him so they'd just keep an eye on him.