“No, there is no fucking way I’m coming out, unless you’re letting me go back home!” I screamed at the top of my lungs through the bathroom door on the tour bus. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes, as I tried to focus on remembering to breathe.

“Ariel, please!” Zacky’s desperate voice spoke through the crack in the door, “He just handled this whole situation wrong. Come out so we can talk about this,”

“He let that bitch come too! How am I supposed to get home? I can’t be here if she’s here too!” I cried, hugging my knees to my chest. I was sitting on the bathroom floor, trying to get a hold of myself.

How could he do this to me? He knew I didn’t want to be around her. If I can’t leave now, I’m stuck with her for 3 months.

“Ariel, let me in, okay? We can talk privately,” Zacky said, his voice sincere and concerned.

I unlocked the door, and as soon as he was inside the room with me, I slammed the door and locked it again. Zacky looked over me, shaking his head slightly. My eyes were puffy, and my my face was flushed. I was choking on my own breath and I couldn’t stop shaking.

“This is so fucked up,” he said softly, pulling me into a hug, “Matt should’ve told you,”

“Why is she even here?” I complained, sobbing some more into Zacky’s chest.

“Michelle was invited by Raine. Of course, Michelle and Valary are a kind of two for one deal,” Zacky explained, rubbing my back soothingly.

“I can’t-I can’t,” I hiccupped, still thinking about how much this whole tour was going to suck now that the stupid bitch was going with us.

“Come on, I think you need to talk to Matt,” Zacky said opening the door and leading me out.

An hour later…

“I didn’t want her to go on tour with us, baby,” Matt whimpered, holding my body against his in our bunk, “I’m so sorry, please don’t leave,”

“Matt, I love you with all of my heart, I’m not gonna leave you. I’m just…I’m just hurt, okay? You could have told me, warned me, or something,” I whispered, holding his hand.

“I love you too, Ariel,” he grinned, kissing my forehead, “I won’t let her do anything to you,”

“It’s not her doing anything to me that I’m worried about,” I muttered, my thoughts turning dark within a second.

“What do you mean?” he breathed, and I could feel his heart rate increase.

“I mean she’s going to try and get you back,” I spat, beginning to feel my blood boil, "I mean I just got you back. We're doing so good...I'm so in love with you. I shifted away from Matt uncomfortably, but his strong arms kept me from getting far.

“Ariel, I can’t believe you,” he said, shock evident in his voice, “I wouldn’t even dream of hurting you. The last time I hurt you, I felt like I had killed a part of myself,”

“You did,” I grimaced, remembering the pain I felt, “It felt like-”

His lips were on mine, and my mouth instantly moved with his. I hated fighting with him, I hated being mad. Matt made me so incredibly happy, in every way possible.

“Want to break in the bunk?” he whispered next to my ear seductively, as he moved on top of me, “It’s been so lonely since our last tour,”

“Only if you’ll do the honors, love,” I grinned, pulling him down to me, by his neck, so his lips would be on mine again.

We were really getting into it, when I felt a light breeze across my face. I opened my eyes to see Valary glaring daggers at me holding back the curtain, and then she cleared her throat.

“Matthew,” her voice was sour and sharp, “Can I speak to you, alone for just a moment?”

“I’m busy, Val, go away,” he growled, and every muscle in his body flexed and tensed.

“No, I mean it. Right now, or I won't leave you alone until you do,” her eyes flashed hatred, and I raised an eyebrow.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Matt spat, kissing me hard before climbing out of the bunk.

Did he really just leave me again for Val?