Dusty
I have no words for what I did before the rest of the band came in. But I guess you could guess what I did. I'm screwed if Remington found out, but i had to tell someone that i could trust. So while Josh and his band went to go play their set, I rushed over to State Champs bus. I knocked and Derek opened the door, "Dusty? I thought you went home with rem?" Derek questioned.
"No I wanted to stay, so I've been with Josh in Badflower, and I might have just screwed everything up." I told him, my voice going ond hundred miles per minute.
"Come in" derek told me.
I walked in and derek let go of the door, letting it shut behind me. We went to the back of the bus, and once I sat down, the tears were freed. "I screwed up Derek. I screwed up badly." I cried.
"Hey, hey what happened last night?" Derek questioned.
"Josh told me that he couldn't love me because I was married, but Remington hasnt talked to me for a week. So I was in the bus, trying to get sleep in Josh's bunk, but I ended up telling Josh I couldn't sleep, and you can tell what happened after that." I told him.
"Oh dusty, how did it start?" Derek asked.
"Remington said that after he was released from the hospital, we would be heading home, because that's what the management thought would be best. But I wanted to stay and see everybody I havent seen in a while. Then a memory of Mitchel came into my head, and then I remembered that I havent talked to Josh ever since we became friends on insta. So here we are." I answered.
"Did you tell Rem?"
"About?"
"Mitchel, from two years ago?"
"No"
"Why?"
"Because Remington was really possessive back then. That trait is coming back too."
Derek looked at me and I looked down to the floor. "If you dont like feeling like an object with rem, then I would honestly leave him. File a divorce." Derek suggested.
"Derek do you realize how long that will take?" I questioned.
"Yeah but you can live with your mom or even Josh until its done." Derek answered, "I know how your family would feel about this. Maybe when we get that month off, take Josh to meet your mom and brothers, and then see how it goes when you tell your mom the truth." Derek told me.
Derek was right honestly. Hes never been more right than now, and my gut, heart, and mind are telling me to do that. "I think you're right Derek." I told him.
"Finally for once in my life." Derek joked.
"Yeah yeah okay" I laughed.
"I would head back to Josh and tell him everything. Also spend time with him okay." Derek said, as we got up.
"What about Rem?" I questioned.
"You'll have to figure out a good time to tell him. That's up to you, not us or me or Josh. It's all you." Derek answered.
I nodded and walked out of the bus. I went back to Badflowers bus and went inside. Everybody was sweaty and smelt like the heat from outside.
I went to Josh's bunk and felt a pair of sweaty arms wrap around me. "Where did you go?" Josh asked, resting his chin on my shoulder.
"I had to tell someone and get advice from what happened last night, and I want you to meet my mom and brothers when we have that month off." I answered.
"I can do that." Josh smiled.
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What did I tell you? Dusty is officially a whore, and I literally did this on accident. Like I'm not even sure if this will change or not. Its totally not made up yet and it can change to where she falls for Josh, and then leave rem, or vice versa. Or another character can show up or she can go for an old one. Like I said, I have no idea. But anyway, if you want story updates then follow this stuff
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