Keeping This Up Could Be Dangerous (Multiple Band Fanfic)

The Fuck Is This Fuckery?

A/N: I know, I'm such a bitch. Oops. Dedicated to Alicia Painter-O'Sullivan because I've known her over facebook for ages and she signed up to Wattpad today (10/11/12)! She's born in the wrong century.. So this goes out to the 18th-century-girl! Rhy :-) xx

Chapter 23:

-Hayley's POV:

Hey you. Yeah you. Reading this. Want to know a secret? I'm not drunk. And I don't give a shit. I was never drunk. I know exactly who I'm kissing. And I know it's not my boyfriend.

Ha. "Boyfriend". What a sham.

Oh, you thought I would be ECSTATIC to have Alexander William Gaskarth as my boyfriend. I have fancied him for years so must be SO happy that I've finally got him. Note the sarcasm.

Well I'm SORRY I'm not being happy for him having feelings for another member of my family while he's with me. It's blatantly obvious. He's besotted with her. Ugh, little slut. She does all this to get attention, which is completely obvious, and he stays with her instead of coming with me.

Call me selfish but I would like to spend some time with my boyfriend. Well, I suppose he's an ex boyfriend now.

Well guess what, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK.

And to think, I almost thought I loved him.

HA!

Well guess what Alex. This two-fingered salute goes to you and her. Fuck you both.

Well, I suppose this is a two-tounge salute. As in mine and Travis's.

Ha! I laugh at my own wit. Call me spiteful. Call me cynical but I don't care.

Do you think I'm wrong? Probably. Do you want me to apologise to Alex? Possibly. Do you want me to try and get back with him? Maybe. Am I going to do anything about any of the above? NOPE!

I looked at him, and he was standing there defeated with Lauren bawling her eyes out next to him. Travis let go at me to turn around. I looked at him, his eyes widened.

I smirked. Fuck you all.

Lauren and Alex were pushed to the side by someone. Her.

She was a mess. Still covered in blood and scars, wet hair and was limping slightly. She walked right up to me and did the most unlikely thing in the world.

-Rhy's POV-

The fucking bitch.

I moved as fast as I could towards her. I pushed Travis away and punched her in the nose. She fell to the floor. I got down to her level to scream at her.

"How dare you hurt my friends AGAIN! How dare you?! You aren't worth the ground we walk on. You call yourself family. You are on your own. No more help from anyone." I grabbed her hair and pulled her ear up to my mouth. "You're on your own. Have fun without us to keep you safe."

The music stopped.

I stood up. The pain I was going through was insanity. I should be dead right now, not beating the shit out of a slut. JESUS! Why can't I just die in peace?!

I turned and walked away from her. As I was almost to the others, she yelled behind me in a nasally voice,

"Oi, bitch!"

I spun around and felt something cold hit all over me. I think she had thrown a drink. Suddenly my cuts started to sting again.

"Ow SHIT! WHAT WAS THAT?!"

I heard her laugh.

"That was beer you little attention-seeking whore."

The stinging got worse and worse. I couldn't open my eyes.

It was bare able, but only just.

Something else hit me and the pain slowly left.

I blinked. There was Travis, standing infront of me and next to Hayley, holding a glass of air.

As if he'd heard my thoughts, he corrected me. "Water."

I wiped my eyes, gingerly. "Thanks dickhead."

He backed off. I wiped my eyes again and glared at Hayley.

"You have 10 minutes to get your stuff and leave." I growled at her. The level of rage flowing inside me right now is at boiling point. I think I'm shaking.

She sneered, "no. This is just a massive load of karma being thrown right back at you. You attention-seeking hoe. Lets remember how every bad thing in your life has become a drama."

She wouldn't.

"Let's start with the biggest drama of all. The fire that killed everyone."

She did.

"Did you tell everyone how after you were left on your own when you made Ed suffer from depression, you were arrested?"

I heard a gasp go around the room but didn't look at anyone.

"You were arrested twice for 10 months each at the age of 15 and 16 under suspicion that it was you who killed your family."

People began to whisper.

"On the day of the stadium fire, everyone said they hadn't seen you for 4 years. That's because almost 2 years of that you were locked up!"

I flexed my fingers and scrunched them into a fist.

"Have you told everyone who they're looking for? Have you told everyone why we're on the run? IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!"

She screamed at me.

"The day of the stadium, you were taken in a ambulance because of the burns. You were arrested in the ambulance because they thought you started the fire. But someone let you go and took you in the back of the car. Do you know who that was?! That was Zack!"

I snapped my head round to look at him. He bowed his head and refused to look at me. I looked back at Hayley.

"He saved you from the fire, he got you out of jail and he stopped you getting arrested the 3rd time. And why?"

I looked at him.

"Because I blackmailed him into it. I threatened to tell everyone about his PRECIOUS little secret."

His eyes widened.

"Let me rephrase. His and ED'S little secret."

Now Ed widened his eyes.

"Zack Merrick here was in love with your sister."

I laughed, "now I know you're talking bullshit! I don't have a sister! So fuck you."

I turned back "I don't have a sister right?"

No reply. "What the fuck is this fuckery?"

Zack slowly walked towards me with his hands out in the "surrender" gesture.

"Calm down. We can explain."

A/N: This was destined to be a filler chapter anyway. I'll update again later this week.

RIP soldiers, Lest We Forget. 11/11/12 Rhy <3 xx