After walking away from Jason, I found myself alone in the green room, pacing around and thinking about Oliver and the tour and everything else. I lost track of time, I had no idea how long I was walking in circles listening to the faint sound of Oliver's voice out on the stage. It was actually strangely relaxing.
Eventually though, Ben came strolling in. He looked slightly buzzed, and disheveled as usual. It was kind of annoying right now, though."Hey, doll, the other night was great, what do you say we do that again after the show?"
It wasn't exactly a question, and I was disgusted by him. He was drunk, probably among other things. You could never really tell with Ben. I immediately questioned why the hell I had slept with him in the first place, and I wanted to get away from him, right now. I tried to remind myself that I was drunk when I slept with him, I had no idea what I was doing at the time.
"How about you fuck off." Normally I was concerned that my voice was coming out too harsh but this time I was concerned that I wasn't coming off as mean enough. I wanted him to leave and I was kind of scared of being so alone with him. I wasn't sure what he was capable of, or what he was liable to do tome.
In the distance I could hear the set end and I knew that Asking Alexandria had to go on next and I was so thankful that this would end soon. Once they were on stage they would need Ben to go on and he would have to leave me alone.
"You weren't saying that last time though, slut. Move on again? Fucking Sykes now, ay?" He was getting closer to me with every word and I was trying to back up. I could smell the alcohol on him and it made me even more uncomfortable. I was getting nervous, I could feel my heart beating in my chest, terrified.
"I shouldn't have done anything with you, get away from me." I spat in his face. I backed up as much as I could but I was against the back wall and there was nowhere else for me to go. I had to silently pray that someone would come looking for him to go on stage soon, and this whole thing would be over.
It wasn't until Ben started yelling about me being a whore that was good for nothing but sex that someone walked into the green room. I looked behind Ben to see that it was, to my surprise, Oliver.
"Oi, Ben, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Oliver yelled, he looked mad, protective, and honestly it was both hot and adorable. But that was something I would have to admire later because I really just needed him to get me out of this situation.
"Why don't you shut the fuck up." Ben pointed at Oliver, yelling at him and then he stepped closer and punched Oliver directly in the jaw. I could hear when his fist made contact and it sounded painful. I was almost afraid that Ben broke his jaw or knocked out a tooth or something. Once the first punch was thrown all hell broke loose.
As Ben hit Oliver, the rest of the band was walking in and they all started yelling. I couldn't really hear any of the words they were saying; everything was mashed together and it was happening so fast. Before I could even begin to figure out what was going on Lee jumped in and hit Ben really hard, defending Oliver, who didn't really seem to be fazed much by the blow he received seconds ago.
I was terrified that this would become a full-on brawl between the guys and Ben. I was afraid one of them would get hurt, and I was also kind of afraid they would really hurt Ben and get themselves in trouble. Luckily though, none of that had to happen because the venue security came crashing in and broke everything up. Ben was hauled off, most likely taking him to his manager or something along those lines, but as he was being dragged away he yelled out to Oliver, "Sykes, I would watch your back if I were you."
Although, it came out much less threatening than I think he meant it to be since he was slurring his words and his mouth was swollen from all the hits he received in the few seconds that the fight lasted. I almost felt bad, the fight wasn't exactly fair on Ben's half but he did deserve it.
When things started to clear up I decided to walk outside, clearing my head and letting the guys take care of Oliver and Lee. I knew they would all make sure they were okay. I needed to get away and process what the hell just happened in there. Someone could have gotten really hurt and it only happened because I slept with Ben and he didn't know how to take no for an answer. Sometimes when it came to these guys I wasn't sure who was taking care of who.
I found the van and leaned against it sighing deeply, and closing my eyes. After a few minutes, I was freezing so I decided to unlock the van and get in it. Once I sat down in the drivers seat I saw the three blue post it notes, stuck randomly on the dash board of the car. It had only been a day since the last note, and Oliver said that he was only going to write one a day in the first note but I guess he was feeling inspired.
2, you are extremely honest about everything. Thats a rare quality now.
3, you don't pretend to be a fan of Bring Me, I appreciate that
4, you're very in touch with where you came from, even though it's not how you grew up.
I sat and smiled, feeling a million times better than before. I was starting to realize just how much he cared about me. Not only did he take the time to tell me what he liked about me, he just risked getting into a really serious fight with Ben to protect me from getting hurt. Whether he thought that what Ben was saying would bother me, or he thought that he might try and take advantage of me, he didn't let it happen. He protected me, he defended me, and that really made my heart flutter, thinking how he might actually care about me. I know that I told him that it would take more than a few little notes to win me over but they really were making me see a different side of him. I just wished he would show me that side in person more often.
I sighed as I thought about Oliver more. The way he looked and spoke, with his cute accent. The way he performed and all his talents. There was almost nothing that I didn't like about him.
What the hell was this boy doing to me?
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