After All That We've Been Through

Brian's POV

After my encounter with Marley, I thought it best to lay low and retreat to my bunk until the guys got back from the bar. The last thing I needed was another black eye, though there was no way I was going to let Marley kick my ass. I had beat the shit out of guys three times his size and a foot taller. Marley was a joke. Caleb only got a shot because he caught me off guard. I just didn't understand why all the guys in Fatal Facade were so protective of Red. Was she precious cargo or something?

I grabbed a Budweiser from the fridge, avoiding eye contact with Gunnar and Caleb, as I made my way back to my bunk. I popped the top of my beer and too a long sip, enjoying the taste of alcohol on my tongue. Why drink water when beer has plenty of it in it? This and the smoke with Kady was exactly what I needed after the show and that amazing romp early. I smiled to myself as the memory flashed through my mind. Too bad I couldn't tell they guys and that thought I was getting back together with fucking Michelle of all people. I would rather cut off my fingers and never play guitar again.

As I pulled on my headphones, I took out my iPad and started to transfer the lyrics Kady had inspired into my song writing software.

I feel insane every single time
I'm asked to compromise
Cause I'm afraid and stuck in my ways
And that's the way it stays
So how long did I expect love to outweigh ignorance?
By that look on your face I may have forced the scale to tip

I'm not insane, I'm not insane
I'm not insane, I'm not - not insane

"That's fucking sick," I mutter to myself as start to hum a melody. Sanders and Jimmy at gonna go ape shit for this, I think; pretty fucking pleased with myself.

It was then that I heard footsteps running through the bus. No yelling ensued, so I know that they flying feet didn't belong to Jimmy. I looked over the top of my iPad just in time to see Kady run by. I sighed lightly, trying to decide of I should go check on her or keep writing. Marley had warn me to stay away but what was he, my fucking mother? Fuck him. If I wanted to check on my...friend then I would do so.

"What the hell are you getting yourself into, Gates?" I asked myself as I set down my things and pulled the curtain closed on my bunk. Hopefully everyone would think I was asleep. I looked down the hall to see Gunnar and Caleb going outside with Marley and Ryn. Perfect! I smirked to myself as I made my way down the hall to the master suite.

As I reach the door, I see Kady kicking her feet and screaming into the pillow. I can't help but chuckle. "He that bad of a kisser?" I asked, coming in and shutting the door behind me.

Kady whipped her head around to give me a dirty look before sitting up on the bed. "Why are you always fucking here?" She sighed, falling backwards to stare at the ceiling. "Are you stalking me?"

I laughed again before sitting on the edge of the bed. "Well last time I checked, you were on my tour bus and co-headlining with my band. So no, I don't this qualifies at stalking. I dabbled in stalking a few years ago but it wasn't really my scene," I joked, getting a small smile from her. Her blue eyes sparkled when she smiled and that enticed me. "But I guess if that's what you're into..."

"Okay ex-stalker, then why are you in my room? Specially after Marley tried to kick your ass?" Kady rolled over and looked at me, leaning up on one elbow. She gave me a slightly amused look and a smile played on her lips.

It was then that I noticed that she was still wearing her Violet Rogue outfit and my eyes wandered to her slight bulge of cleavage. I laughed at her words as I tore my eyes away from her perfect breast.

"Please, Marley was not going to kick my ass. I would have had him on the floor in a second if I wanted to. I was playing by your 'don't ask, don't tell' rule of our friendship. I've beat the shit out of guys a lot bigger than Marley...the scrawny little shit." Marley was very gangly and reminded me of a taller version of Johnny. He was obviously not in the looks competition with me.

"Great so now you're a ex-stalker and a member of fight club. Perfect!" Kady sighed again, flopping back over on her back.

I smiled and looked down at her, examining her body in the very tight and provocative outfit. I guess I didn't notice it earlier because of the dark but now it was all I could concentrate on. She looked so fucking hot and I wanted nothing more than to pull those clothes off her again.

"Rule one, don't talk about fight club. Rule two, you either need to pick a position to lay in where I don't want to jump on top of you, or change your clothes." I bite my lips as she sits straight up on the bed and looks at me with a small blush. I smiled and watched as she got up and walked over to her suitcase. "You can change in here if you want to. I can--"

"Fat chance, Gates. You've already seen enough for today," Kady interjected before leaving the room.
When the door shut behind her, I lay back on the bed and put my hands behind my head. This was the room we usually reserved for the guy who brought a girl back from the after party. Which was why Matt had no problem giving it up. I chuckled lightly, remembering my last time sitting on the bed like this. I did even remember the girls name or what she looked like. I just remembered that I was beyond stoned and she gave an awesome BJ. My mind moved to picture Kady going down on me with those perfect lips. A light moan escapes my lips.

"What the fuck are you doing now?"

I prop my head up to see Kady looking at me with a pair of sweats and an all to familiar looking Pantera T-shirt on. She had her hands on her hips and raised brow.

"Just remembering some times in this room," I said with a smirk as she came and sat next to me. "And I think you stole my T-shirt," I said nonchalantly, casually glancing over at her.

"You wish, buddy," she snapped, looking it over. "It's the same one I left in the bathroom earlier today."
"Then why does it have a hole in the right armpit and the name Haner on the tag," I chuckled sitting up.
Kady gapped at me before crossing her arms. "You are delusional," she insisted, staring me down.

I chuckled and looked back up at the ceiling. "If you don't believe me, check for yourself." A few seconds later I her her groan and I sit up just I time to see her about to pull the shirt over her head. "Wait!" I said, holding up my hand before she can take it off. I swear to god if I see her breasts again I will pounce on her. "It looks good on you, just wear it and put it back where you found it in the morning."

Kady sighed and then flopped down next to me on the bed. "Fine, but where the hell is my shirt?"
"On the back of the door," I laughed, rolling over on my side.

"Well you just have all the fucking answers, don't you." She was silent for a moment before she continued. "Well what the hell do I do about Marley then?"

Well that was the question of the hour wasn't it? If it was up to me, I'd say break the poor bastards heart so that he'd leave her alone. But I know that he was more than a band mate: they were best friends. I hit myself internally for what I said next, as it went against all my better judgement in trying to pick up a girl.
I sighed as Kady cuddled into my side. I put my arm around her, enjoying her warmth. "I guess just give him a chance and see if any feelings are there," I said with a shrug as I kicked myself internally. "Just tell him you don't want to jeopardize your friendship or some bullshit like that and see what happens. I don't...I'm not the love expert!" I rambled, fed up with this conversation.

Kady giggled into my side before kissing my cheek. "Thank you for everything you've done for me today," she yawned.

Great now I'm being fucking thanked again and now she's going to fall asleep and I'm aero used as fuck. Well welcome to the friend zone...

Notes

Poor Bri-Bri! Will Kady come around? Is he really in the friend zone?