Okay so I felt bad about where I left it last and how I wrote you all such a short teasing little chapter and despite the fact I said I didn't want to write a ton tonight I was already wrapped up in writing and started on tomorrow's chapter and before I knew it an hour had past and I had written a ton just as I had promised not to do. So now you all get an extra chapter today and in it something that you all are sure to like if your a romantic type. ;)
Dyvia:
The atmosphere on the bus for the rest of the morning was awkward but after we got off the feelings mellowed out between me and the rest of the guys and they all put the events of that morning behind us. Daniel on the other hand returned to his bunk and didn’t come out, even when we arrived at the next venue he stayed in while we all left. The next two days were half days. The tour was only open for half of the usual time and only half the bands played. The Silent Villains had to play today but got the next day off.
Through all the excitement we forgot to talk about what I was going to do. They tried to assign me to stage duty but I insisted they didn’t, cluing them into my horrible record with stage duty and that I was cursed to screw everything up. They blew it off as me being overly humble about my abilities or nervous and assigned me there anyways but after blowing out an amp, I was sentenced back to the merch table. I couldn’t set up a stage to save my life but I was damn good at selling stuff. I was born to manage this part of tour life.
I felt like I was being watched and I looked up to see Daniel finally decided to get out of bed. He stood across the way from me watching me setup with sad eyes. I felt like I was breaking his heart with my closed off coldness and I could feel my heart breaking as well but... I just couldn’t let go and I couldn’t find the right words to make it alright between us again. It felt so good laying in his arms and having him so close last night that I actually missed him. I barely knew him yet I wanted to run and jump into his arms and let him tell me everything would be alright and he would always stay by my side. I wanted to smile at him but it seemed wrong and cruel, the only thing I could do was go back to work and endure his cold, sad gaze.
“Do you need help?” I heard him ask, suddenly appearing in the booth with me. I jumped and stood up straight.
“No, I’m alright...” I breathed.
“I’m sorry. I should have taken your apology before but I tried to push you for answers and I shouldn’t have.” He said, seeming desperate to close the gap between us again. “I understand you have unsolved problems with him that you want to deal with on your own but I cant stay away. I need to help.”
“Why? Why do you feel the need to help me so bad, you cant change anything.” I said, feeling defeated already like we were coming out of a war. He was desperate to fix this while I was desperate to change the subject. I would happily talk to him and open up to him about anything, except the one thing he kept asking me about...
“Because we’re sou-.” He began to explain but stopped mid sentence, rethinking what he was going to say. “Because I care about you and I cant stand knowing your hurt and not trying to help you.”
“You’d help me so much more if you’d just allow me to deal with it and go back to being friends again. I want us to fix this and be close again too but I just cant open up... maybe one day but not now.” I started out just trying to explain how I felt and why I couldn’t talk about my problems but it started sounding more and more like a plea as I went on.
“Alright, I’ll give you your space.” He finally concluded. “But if you ever want to talk I’m here... and if I trigger another memory please look and see that its actually me first.” He whined the last part, sort of joking. His attempt at a joke made me smile, the indifference and awkwardness had finally left between us and our relationship was already on it’s way back to normal.
“I promise if you promise.” I teased.
“Pinky.” He said, we locked pinkies and laughed then he pulled me into a tight hug. “Your the only one I cant stand being away from and fighting with.” He muttered into my hair so quietly I wasn’t sure if I heard him right. He seemed reluctant to let me go again but I didn’t blame him, I just wanted us to stay like this forever too. He finally pulled back and cupped my cheek with his hand. He smiled and was about to say something but got distracted, all I could do was stare at his lips. I felt myself leaning in slightly and he did as well, we were so close when suddenly someone cleared their throat and make us jump apart.
“Officials want to see you Daniel.” James said smiling sweetly. He was very happy to get to break up our moment and walked off proudly after his message was delivered, basking in his success. I was blushing about what almost happened and Daniel looked at me conflicted. No words needed to be spoken, we knew he had to go and we both needed some time so he walked off to go find the officials. I went back to unpacking shirts when suddenly I felt an arm snake around my waist. I jumped and turned around to find myself in Daniel’s arms again.
“Screw them, they can wait.” He breathed and crushed his lips to mine. This had happened a few times before since I started my new life and it was always with James who made my skin crawl but with Daniel it just felt so right. I melted into him and wrapped my arms around his neck. The kiss was hungry and powerful but still sweet and passionate at the same time. I felt light headed and I gave a soft moan as my head tipped back and he explored down my neck. I couldn’t get enough of him all of a sudden and I didn’t want him to stop but he did when he reached my collar bone. Stiffening and suddenly looking away.
“Whats wrong?” I asked softly, finding it hard to catch my breath. I reached out and brought his head back to face me, cupping his cheek in my hand as he had done to me. His loving, blue eyes had turned a dangerous, crimson red and his breathing was heavy. He seemed to be having a hard time keeping himself together and thats when it suddenly dawned on me just how close I had come to being bitten again. I was scared, my mind replaying what it was like when James had bitten me but I pushed those thoughts away. I wasn’t scared of Daniel and he would never hurt me like James had. In fact he stood before me right now not running but still fighting his nature for my sake. He didn’t want to hurt me and I knew it within me the whole time that there was nothing to fear from him. I knew at some point I probably would be bitten by him but I knew when that time came it wouldn’t be the same as times before.
“I’m not scared of you, you wont hurt me.” I said to him quietly, reassuring him. He shook his head and wore a painful look on his face.
“I cant promise that.” He said as best he could between heavy breaths. “Can we talk again later, I have to go.” He wanting to escape yet not wanting to let go. I didn’t want him to go either. All I could do was reluctantly nod.
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The Tour Life Bites
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