Waters Ablaze

We had been on this bus for a few hours. Well exactly 4 hours. We would be stopping for lunch soon, all the boys hadn't had hot food since breakfast and were all winning for some. The next town, which we would be coming up to in a few minutes would hold our lunch. Me I just wanted needed to let our some frustration. I had already called Greggy-Boy who was in the bus behind us, and asked if my beloved was coming along. Did I mention how much I love our manager?

I had taken it upon myself to hide in one of the few bunks since I was about to destroy the other singer. My bad. I had already apologized to him, he was a sweet guy from what I did now. I really didn’t know these guys that well. I felt as I felt obligated to tell all of them my life story. The gentle hum of the bus was rocking me into my lull of sleep. I needed to stay awake, but a small cat nap wouldn’t hurt. Before I had time to argue with myself, I had fallin into a sleep filled of an odd dream.

'Dream'
~I had been back in my room, my real room. In the country house that me and that band all shared. No one could find us out here, hence the reason why we lived out here. I was afraid. Afraid that I would be found. I emancipated myself for a reason. I had to distance myself from my ‘family’ my blood family. The people who I got my DNA from.

The sun was setting, my boys were in the backyard with our guest. We had thrown a cookout/pool party to celebrate our successful tour. But I felt the need to stay in my room. I wanted to celebrate, but I was being watched while on tour. I had to make sure I was not in the site of the black eyes. The boys all took time to protect me. But I had to do this myself. Hearing a knock on the front door, I knew no one would hear it. Feeling the cool metal of my small revolver tucked between my heavy leather studded belt and my pants, I walked down the stairs.

Pausing to hear the laughter form the back yard, I knew my fate was at the door. My heart was beating at the rate of an obese person who ran for a workout. Not trying to be mean, but my heart was about to explode. Grabbing the handle of the door.
“Hello, Gorgeous.”
The man I feared had come to kill me.~

I hadn't realized the I tossed so much in the small bed on the bus that I fell out of it and landed with a thud n the floor. Blankets with me.

“Uhh, that fucking hurt.”

Hearing someone laughing behind me I moved me head, and turned to see both Wesley and Matthew. Oh how cute, there BFF’s. Remind me to tease them later about that.

“Shut up you two. Before I get the camera out while you sleep, with the photo shop software.” Grumbling to them I stood up. Ow my ass.

“Was it a good dream, Baby girl?” Wes was still grinning. Was I that comical?

“Actually it was a nightmare. Come back to get me.” Leaning up against the wall by the beds, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist.

“You know that, that will not happen. Not with me around.” I knew there was a reason he was my best friend. I love this boy to death. Always there to help me. Returning the hug, I saw I was being watched closely from behind Wes’s shoulder. Winking at him, I got a dimple grin from him in return.

“So where are we stopping for food? I'm starving.” I asked to no one in particular.

“Some steakhouse. We men love steak.” Matthew just grinned at me, like an animal.

“Yum.” I smiled as I rested my head on Wes’s shoulder.

“For what the steak or the men?” He laughed at me.

“Um, both dear.” I grinned and winked at Matthew. Ahh he blushes.

“So I got an interesting phone call while you were dream running from your nightmare. Our babies are with us.” He knew what I was up to.

“Whoa, you two got babies?” Matthew seemed to loose his jaw to the floor.

“Ya, all of us do.” I felt like a little mind game with him. I could use a laugh.

“But ours is more important then the others babies.” Wes was already playing along.

“Holy shit. I didn’t know you two had kids. How old?” I couldn't help it anymore. I bust out laughing, burying my face into Wes’s shoulder.

“Man, she mean our motorcycles. We don’t have kids.”

“Oh, well damn. Then that’s better. You two make an ‘adorable’ couple, but are young for kids.” I couldn’t help I just kept laughing. This guy could be a stand up comic, but shouldn’t quit his day job.

“Were not dating either. Were just that close.”

“Man I think we all should have an open mind session or something later. We all assumed that the two of you were dating.” I heard him chuckle. I peeked up to see if all was okay. Seeing that he was now standing in front of me, it seemed okay to join.

“We have been friends since we were 14. I trust Wesley with my life. He’s my best friend. My brother from another mother. My rock.”

“How bout this man. After lunch we all will chill in the media room and play 50 questions or something. You buy the booze since all of you are over 21.” Wesley just smiled.

Looking from Wesley to me, trying to find some kind of sexual tension, that was there but it was hard to tell who it was coming form. I could tell it was for me, you cant ignore that stuff. I walked to the media room to tell the other guys the plan.

“Deal.”

Before either of us could speak, the buss came to a violent jerking stop right before I grabbed the handle of the media room door.

Feeling myself fall backwards, I landed on something hard. What the hell. Was this always going to happen on this bus?

Looking up I saw Wesley was doubled over holding his waist as he laughed. If he’s there, then that means I fell onto, looking up I saw a dimple grin. Feeling arms on my waist. I heard a rumbling laugh from the chest under my head.

“Well hello there.”

Leaning up to prop myself off of him, I smiled and couldn’t stop myself. I just laughed.

“Shit, my bad man. Sorry.” He just smiled at me. I know we were being watched, but what I swore was hours of just staring at each other I felt vibrations coming from the back of the bus.

“Uh oh. Someone getting freaky on the floor?”

“Wes, man we didn’t know you were into voyeurism.”

Looking away from those eyes, I saw the Zacky and Aron were stand next to him watching us. Damn this did look questionable, so carefully leaning up as not to look ‘raunchy’ I moved away form him as he stood up. I just stayed on the floor legs crossed watching the guys have a conversation about fetishes. Odd I know but when you mix my guys with some of these guys its bound to come up.

“Lets get some FOOOODDD!” A loud voice bellowed from behind us all. Jimmy. Figures.
“Wait, Oynix why are you on the floor? Guys what the hell? You don’t leave a female sitting on the floor!” Pushing everyone aside, or trying to since both bands had crowded in the small hallway, I saw a hand in front of my face.

Grabbing it I was pulled with what felt like little effort to a standing position.

“Thanks, Shadows.” I smiled at him and before he could reply I was up, again, on someone’s shoulders.

“Come on Hot Stuff, your gonna be my lunch date.” I saw the giant ‘0’ tattoo through Jimmy’s loose shirt, and felt when he smacked my ass. Looking behind me I saw both bands staring from me to Shadows. What the hell.

“Come on, ass holes. Were hungry. Right Jimmy?” I yelled. I was indeed hungry

“FOOD!” He sounded like a caveman.

Being toted on his shoulder all the way to the restaurant, I saw that two hostess had opened the door for us. But I had no doubt the Jimmy could open the door with me still shoulder cursing. I did not however say he would let me go unhurt. My foot and my leg came in contact with the pole between the double doors. Ow.

“How many in your party, Sir?” I heard a voice. It sounded like it belonged to a high school boy, on the verge of puberty or over due for it.

“Well, me. This fine ass,” adding another smack to my ass. “ and um.” He turned around to count how many total as I was swung to face the young hostess the was trying not to laugh.

“Hi, there is a total of 10 of us all together. A party room if you have one would be great.” I told him as Jimmy was still counting. Or arguing with Shadows about me ass. Really?

“OK, dude, theirs 10 of us.” I gave the young guy a quick bye, as I was turned around facing both bands. I came face to face with Shadows.

“Well, hello again.”

“No offense, I do like seeing your beautiful face, but the other view I had was amazing.” So he was checking out my ass. Then they were arguing about me ass. I decided to have a little fun. We were going to be on the bus all night.

“Aww, I'm sorry handsome. But as you can see Jimmy has laid claim to me at the moment. Maybe when we leave you can give me a lift.” I winked at him, as I saw all my boys trying to hide their laughter.

“Oh you can count of that.”

Feeling another smack on my ass, well more like Jimmy was playing drums on my cheeks. We were lead to the party, me still on for the ride.

“Wesley.” I winded a little since he was next to Shadows.

“Yes, love?”

“Jimmy’s shoulder is hurting my stomach.” I pouted a little. Both him and Shadows just laughed. The rest of the guy seemed oblivious to what was going on in front of them.

“Oh pipe down back there.” Winking again at the guys I was hoisted again, and was now on my own two feet. A little dizzy but on the ground.

“Thanks for the lift.” I leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on his cheek. Earning glares from Wes and Shadows.

“Any time.” He smiled back. As everyone took a seat, I was somehow between Wes and Shadows. With Syn across from him. Aron across from me. Zacky across from Wesley. Jimmy next to Zacky. Johnny across from Zacky. Then Sean and Vince across form each other next to Syn and Shadows.

“Hey everyone, welcome to Shooters. I am Kyle and I will be your server today. Can I start everyone with some drinks?” Oh he was a looker. I think I was staring since Wes elbowed me side.

Smiling up at the waiter he gave me a sly grin back.

“What can I get you to drink, my dear?” Was he trying to flirt? Did he not realize I was at a table with 8 other guys. I know that sounded slutty but I'm not.

“Pepsi please.”

All my band ordered was Pepsi. The Avengers all got beer. Oh how I wanted a beer.

“Ughn, That’s not fare. You all can drink. Fuck.” I really wanted a beer.

“Don’t worry, I can share.” If I was going to drink some of his beer, then isn't that a form of kissing. Whoa that was weird. Why would I care about that? If I need a release I have Wesley. Ya we are very close and not dating. If we need to let out some frustration, or just really want. We go to each other. Were friends with benefits. We did date for a while, and we both realized that were are better as friends. No strings attached.

“I may have to.” I felt a hand on my thigh under the table; I noticed that both of Shadows were above the table. So that only meant Wesley. Trying to protect what was no longer his. Like I sad No Strings Attached.

Turning to face him I gave him a raised eyebrow, as I saw Zacky and Jimmy both watching us. I felt eyes watching me. I knew who it was.

“Wes, NSA.” And with that he moved his hand away. Grumbling about something.

I think everyone at the table got what I said. Oh boy.

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