Surviving Ricky (A Ricky Horror/ MIW fan fic)

No Turning Back

The moment I have been dreading was finally here. The day tour ended.

I would now go back and live with Ricky, with no one else there.

We were driving back to wherever these guys live at the moment. Everyone was sitting in the front and no one was speaking.

"Home sweet home." TJ sighed while putting the RV in park. I had all of my things that were on the RV collected and in my duffel bag...the rest were in the trailer.

I followed the guys out of the RV to find that we were parked at some RV rental company.

"I'm going to grab the car so we can unload the trailer." Balz told Ricky. He nodded his head while going over to the trailer, which was being opened by Ange and Chris.

Once the trailer was opened, Ricky took his two suitcases and my two suitcases out of the trailer, along with his two bass guitars.

"I'll pick up my amps later. There won't be room in the car for them right now." Ricky told Ange, who nodded in agreement.

By now, Balz had a car parked beside the trailer that had the trunk popped open. Behind his car was Ryan with another van which was much bigger then the car.

Balz only had one suitcase, which he put into the car. I tried to offer to help, but he rejected it.

Ricky then put our four suitcase in the trunk with Balz's bag and shut the trunk.

Balz was now loading in his keyboards and Ricky's bass guitars in the back seat of the car.

"Alright. We'll see you guys later." Balz said to all of the members of Motionless in White. They waved goodbye back as Balz got into the drivers seat.

"You're in the back." Ricky told me, sternly. I frowned at his tone but then hopped in the back, being squeezed in a small space since the instruments were back here.

The drive wasn't long at all. I passed many familiar buildings that made me glad to see...We were in Scranton.

From what I knew, I was only about 10 minutes away from my parents house, which made me ecstatic.

We got out of the car and into the cold February air. Balz popped the trunk again and we retrieved our bags.

"I'll come back out in a bit for the instruments." Balz told Ricky as we all walked up to the small ground level apartment.

"You guys live together?" I asked Balz as Ricky was unlocking the door.

Balz nodded his head. "Yeah, it's easier and cheaper...And what's not fun about living with one of your best friends?"

I nodded my head, understanding just as Ricky got the door open. We stepped inside the small apartment which was chilly from the cold air.

Three walls were painted a deep red color and one was painted black in the small main part of the apartment that consisted of a kitchen and a living room. It fit the guys perfectly.

"Our room is this way." Ricky mumbled while dragging his bags towards a door that was on the black painted wall.

He opened the door and flicked on the light in the room. What surprised me the most was that the room was painted a dark purple. I expected black or something.

It was a decent sized room. Ricky had a queen sized bed tucked in a corner of the room, and the furniture was black. He had creepy looking accessories like black candles and framed bats all around the room. It was awesome, to be honest.

"I cleared out the bottom three drawers in that dresser and half of the closet so you can put your things inside." Ricky told me as he set his suitcase on the bed.