ocean eyes and city lights {ricky horror}

three • bonfire

Angie's POV

I had been with the guys for about five days now. Ryan and I were best friends, Chris said he was adopting me as his child, and Ricky and I hadn't talked since Walmart.

"Daughter!" Chris called from the front of the bus. "I'm lonely!"

"I'll be right there, dad!" I called back jokingly.

I walked to the front of the bus. Chris was driving all alone, so I sat in the passenger seat. I turned on the radio and we jammed out to Slipknot for awhile.

"You seem to be settling in nicely," Chris commented after the song finished.

"Yeah, everyone's nice."

"Except Ricky."

"Huh?"

"I heard what he said to you in the store," he told me. "I was an aisle over. That was a real dick move."

"Do you know why he said it?" I questioned without thinking about how desperate I sounded.

"I think he's intrigued by you. We've never met somebody like you."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You're so quiet and nice. We know you have more to your story than you're letting on."

"Well that's my business," I retorted. I was starting to get defensive. It was a reflex for me.

"I'm not saying you have to tell me, Angie. I'm just saying that that's why Ricky is being so complicated right now. Maybe you should talk to him."
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I'd put off talking to Ricky for days. I wasn't very confrontational. Plus, Ricky seemed confident, unlike me.

One of the crew members walked up to me. I think his name was Shawn. "Hey, AJ, Connor, and I were gonna go smoke some weed. Wanna come?"

I shrugged. "I suppose."

I followed them outside of the bus, Chicha close on my heels. Chris was setting up the grill and Ghost, Balz, and Ryan sat around the bonfire. It was about 7 p.m. and just now getting dark.

Shawn lit the joint and took a hit, then passed it go Brian. Brian took his turn and passed it to me. I passed it to Jake. This went on until the joint was gone.

I took a seat next to Ryan. "Care for some beer?" He asked.

"I don't drink."

"Why not?" Someone behind me asked.

I turned around to see Ricky standing infront of me. "Just don't," I muttered, not wanting to talk about Jason and his alchohal addiction.

"You can talk to us, you know," Ricky said.

"I just don't!" I snapped, jumping to my feet. I stomped back into the bus, angrily opening the fridge to grab a Coke.

Ricky was messing with my head! He was telling me not to talk to him one day, and then starting conversation with me the next! What's that even mean?

I groaned and walked back outside, standing next to Chris. He was still grilling the hotdogs.

"Do you need any help?" I asked.

"I think I'm good," Chris replied. "Have you talked to ... well, you know."

"Um, well you see, what happened was ... ugh, no. I haven't," I admitted.

"You don't have too, Angie."

"I know, but I should. I'll be back." I stood up and walked over to the fire, over to Ricky. "I need to have a word with you, Rick."

He stood up, telling the guys he'd be right back, and then followed me to the opposite side of the bus. "What is it?"

"Why don't you like me?"

"It's not that I don't like you, Angie. I do like you. But I shouldn't like you. And you shouldn't like me."

"What the hell does that even mean? I just want the tension between us to stop. So, either we be friends, or ... I don't know, anymore."

Ricky stood there for a moment, fiddling with his ring that was placed upon his index finger. "I'm sorry. We can be friends. I was just being stupid, I guess."

I grinned. "Thank you, and I'm sorry for snapping at you over by the fire."

"It's okay, I was prying for information. You can always talk to me, or the guys, if something's up."

"Thanks, Ricky. That means a lot to me."

"Sure." He smiled at me.

His smile made my face redden and my heart beat a little bit faste- what was I thinking?! Ricky didn't do any of that to me, right? It wasn't him, it was probably my anxiety.

I don't remember if I wrote all of yhese chapters to be in Angie's POV lol, but I think there might be a couple in Ricky's.
     - salem ♡

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