Moonlight (c.m.)

ch. 12

"Go fucking apologize to her, Devin! I'm sorry but you went too far with that." Kylie screeches, crossing her arms. She looks over at Chris and his face is pale, he was in shock.

"If I knew it would have caused this much trouble I never would have started talking to her. Sorry about caring for your fucking sister, I'll leaver her alone if that's what you want." Chris growls, stalking past him. He was really upset, but it was expressed more as anger than anything else.

"I'm fucking serious, go apologize to her. You had no right to do that, why won't you let her be happy? Chris is good for her, whether you like it or not. By the way it sounded, you just don't want to be inconvenienced when she gets upset." Kylie is fuming.

"It's not an inconvenience, I've just seen how Chris is in relationships. I mean for fucks sake, some of our songs are about mindless fucking!" Devin knew he fucked up, but he'd rather you be with any of the other guys besides Chris.

"Those songs are years old, I doubt you've noticed or cared, but Chris isn't the same person he was a few years ago. Have you noticed how happy (y/n) gets when she's with him? She told me earlier that she's never been this happy in a relationship. If you want to know the details, go ask her yourself." Kylie bellows before walking off to go find Chris, she wanted to apologize on behalf of Devin.

Ghost sighs and stomps to the bus, where he assumed you were. The other guys were still in the venue.

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You couldn't hold back the tears anymore. You had taken off your choker and changed your clothes when you heard the door of the bus open. You were curled into the couch, wiping your eyes.

"(y/n), look. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." Devin starts, seeing you.

"Fuck you, Devin. If you didn't mean it you wouldn't have said it." You grit your teeth.

"I just want you to be careful, you don't know what kind of guy Chris is." He sits on the opposite end of the couch.

"Yes I do! You don't, you don't even bother to fucking talk to him. For once, I'm happy in a relationship and you just want to fucking ruin it for me. Why weren't you like this when it mattered, like with Andy? You could've stopped that shit from happening, but you let it happen. If you "knew" so much about Andy why didn't you butt in like you are now?" You screech, staring at your brother. He is silent, as he just looks at you.

"I was going to wait to tell you but now I know for certain. I'm getting my own apartment after this tour, and I'm moving in a week from today."

"And just when were you going to tell me, exactly? A day before you leave? When did this happen?" He asks in shock, slightly hurt.

"I just got a call earlier today from the place, they said I had been accepted and I can start moving in next week. It's closer to the city, which is more convenient for me, and farther away from you. I'm tired of you trying to fight my battles for me, you pick and choose which parts of my life you pretend to give a fuck about." Your voice is cold.

"I thought I'd let you make your own decisions and experience life for yourself, but you always seem to date guys that couldn't give a damn about you and wind up hurt and abandoned! Aren't you afraid that's what Chris will do?" He argues.

"Chris actually fucking cares about me, Devin. And yeah, I'm still scared shitless that one day he might abandon me for someone better but I can't isolate myself in fear. Because of you, he might not want to fucking be with me anyways, because you're such a fucking asshole. He probably thinks I'm a fucking child like you do, because now he knows I've never fucked anyone and that I complain when shitty relationships end like a fucking high schooler! You're not my fucking parent, I'm 24 fucking years old, and I do what the fuck I want. I don't give a fuck anymore, I'm going to date whoever I want, and if you have a problem with it then don't fucking talk to me anymore." You were screaming, speaking directly out of rage. You stand up, unable to keep still.