Surviving Ricky (A Ricky Horror/ MIW fan fic)

How Could You Look at Yourself in the Mirror?

I was awoken slightly when I felt the cold leather couch disappear from underneath me.

I opened my eyes a tiny bit and found it was very dark in the room and I was being carried.

I couldn't see by who, but in my extremely sleepy state, I didn't care.

"Where are you taking me?" I mumbled into the chest of this person.

I could feel myself being placed down on a very warm and cozy cushion-type thing. "Shh. Go to sleep, Abby." I heard the person whisper.

"Okay." I mumbled while turning over in the cozy spot, letting sleep come over me once again.

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"Abby, wake up." Someone whispered while poking me on my cheek. I swatted my hand around trying to get whoever it was to go away.

"Go away." I groaned.

"Abby, it's 3 in the afternoon."

"I don't care." I pulled the warm covers over my head.

"Okay, don't get upset when I send Ricky in here to wake you up instead." The person said. I peeked out as they walked out of the room. It was Ryan.

There was another thing I noticed though. I was in the bunks...

I didn't really care though, since I was so tired. I would figure out how I got here later.

Sighing, I turned back over and pulled the covers over my head again, trying to block out the muffled talking I could hear coming from the front.

It wasn't much longer until I could hear footsteps getting closer and closer to me.

I heard a sigh. "Abigail, wake the fuck up." Ricky said sternly.

"Fuck off, Ricky." I groaned.

"Wake up." He snapped again.

"Don't tell me what to do." I replied, eyes still closed.

He sighed again. "How about this." He ripped the blankets from over my head, causing me to open my eyes and glare at him. "Get up because you're in MY bunk."

"Fine." I said, teeth clenched and extremely pissed.

I swung my legs over the side and I hopped out of the middle right bunk.

"Happy?" I asked, while he stood there looking at me.

"Yup." He said, monotone.

I walked out of the bunks and into the front room to find everyone there, eyes all on me.

"Good morning to you all too." I groaned while taking a seat on the couch beside Balz.

"It's actually afternoon." TJ said while sipping on a drink in a red solo cup. I glared at him. I was not in the mood for any sarcasm right now.

"Coffee?" Ange asked smiling, trying to release the tension in the room.

It worked, because I gave him a small smile. "Yes please."

He went to the mini kitchen that was in the RV and retrieved me a coffee, which I was grateful for.

"Here you go." Ange smiled while handing me my coffee.

I took the steaming cup from his hands. "Thanks." I took a sip of the brown liquid and felt relief immediately.

The RV was currently in motion and we were headed off to what I'm assuming is the next venue for the guys. I could see from where I was sitting that the guy driving was the same guy Ricky said was the manager yesterday.