Human After All. (Motionless In White Fan-Fic)

July 26th, 2013/ Chapter 4

It was the last weekend for July, and apparently I had earned some sort of break, as long as they didn't need me working for anything important, I was set too just sit back and relax for two days.

Although it was hard to be alone when I was practically dragged to the Motionless In White's tour bus. I was sitting at one of the little tables, waiting for the guys too get ready for their next set. Although I wasn't sure what I was doing here at the moment, it was a pretty funny process too watch them get ready.

Especially when it came too black paint. They were practically throwing it at each other and the end result was that they still looked good. Jesus, are they always like this? I thought to myself, and then remembered, yes they were always like this, because I had the pleasure of being their new hang out guy almost every single day. And it wasn't always all of them, some days I just got one of them, maybe two. Chris was the main one I hung out with, oddly enough. Second one was Josh, and then there was Devin. Although rare the times we hung out where, it was still a good time, mostly either going too my RV and watching a Ghibli movie or one of his favorites; a Tim Burton movie or just walking around the venue and talking. He really loved those Tim Burton movies and admittedly so did I, because every time we would decide on one, we would both be reciting every word of them, mostly Sweeney Todd, because we both got too sing dramatically and act like the demon barber of Fleet St.

He was a treasure, that much I was sure of, and every moment I spent with him, gave me butterflies that travelled from my head too my toes. And when he would leave, I would pass out on my bed, wondering how much more I would be able to take.

That was a really good question. I thought, my lips twitching into a frown of sorts. Chris brought me out of my thoughts by asking.

“What do you think?” He had on his trademark black jean vest with a Bleeding Through patch on it, and the rest of his torso and part of his arms and all around his neck was black paint. He puffed it out and struck a pose like the men on clothing magazine covers do when they want you to buy what they’re wearing. Although it was pretty hilarious for Chris to try and pull it off without him laughing at himself, his grin plastered to his features.

“Fantastic as always.” I laughed with him as he started strutting down the aisle of the bus, disappearing from my sight.

“Get out of here you fucker.” I heard Devin growl from the bathroom. I heard Chris stumble and laugh, walking back to where I was. He sat on the opposite chair from me, grinning from ear to ear. “So, are you going to tell me what I’m doing here, or am I a hostage of sorts?” I asked, moving my hand that was laying on my leg up too the table, so it was supporting the top half of me.

“Oh, Balz didn’t tell you?” He asked. “Balz didn’t tell me what?” I asked, feigning grumpiness.
“We’re taking you too one of our infamous barbeques at my place here in Scranton.” I raised my eyebrow in disbelief, and I stopped breathing for a few seconds.

“What.” I choked out. “As in, all of us here and a couple of close friends are all coming too my place too have a barbeque.” He said it slowly, almost mockingly and I had an urge to throw something at him.

“That’s always fun, going to a party of sorts, and I only know you five.” my breathing coming back, sarcasm holding each of my words.

“Well, since Jake left, you seemed lonely and just for the record, you’re coming and that’s final.” Balz walked out, declaring that I had no choice. I looked at him. “I’m not that lonely. I am just more introverted than I seem.” Although, it was a bit lonely by myself now a days since Jake found a new job a few states back. But we exchanged information long before this, so at least I could keep in contact with him. He was a pretty awesome roommate.