After All That We've Been Through

Kady's POV

"Come on, stay a while, have a shot," Jimmy said with a smile on his face. He was extremely kind and persistent. "Might as well get to know each other since we going on tour together next week."

How could I say no and crush his spirit? I just hoped Gates wouldn't find me. I was still fucking fuming about what he did. First of all why the hell would you just go around kissing people you just met? Specially when you have a girlfriend? Ugh I was so disgusted and he would feel more than my knee in groin if he tried anything again. He was the typical playboy rockstar. Well I was nobody's puppet or plaything. Fuck him.

"So do you see a lot of action on the road?" Gunnar asked and wagged his eyebrows at Jimmy. His voice brought me back from my thoughts. I quickly swallowed my shot and let the numbing effect take over my body.

It was then that I turned to see Marley staring behind me with his fists clenched and jaw tight. He looked beyond pissed. I opened my mouth to ask him what was up but another voice came out. I cringed.

"There you are! Listen, Kady, we need to talk," the obnoxious voice slurred.

Without turning around to acknowledge him, I looked at Jimmy and squeezed Marley's hand. "I've said all I want to say, Gates, and if you don't walk away now, you'll be back on the floor. Only this time you'll be blacked out," I responded simply. Damn it was hard to be snarky and keep my anger in check. Synyster Gates would not get the better of me.

"Ouch," Jimmy muttered as I took another shot. "She doesn't mess around...."

"First of all, my name is Brian," he slurred, his hand touching my shoulder. I bit my lip and shook my head. Damn this guy couldn't take a hint. I didnt know if it was because he was drunk or just persistent, but I wasn't going to take it. "Second of all, I'm not in a rel--"

"She said she didn't want to talk to you, playboy!" Marley said, giving Brian a firm shove backwards. Marley had a look in his eyes that I had never seen before but I kind of liked it. He suddenly had a more dangerous edge instead of playboy one.

"Come on, guys there is no need for this," Jimmy said coming around the bar as Brian stumbled back to a standing position. He was definitely wasted. "We are here to have a good time not fight." I felt bad for the guy, he was right.

"Why don't you mind your own business."

I turned back around to see Brian and Marley about nose to nose, even though Brian was a couple of inches shorter. I saw Marley's arm flex and I knew he was trying to restrain himself from hitting Brian. What had I started?

"Come on, boys," I said pushing myself in between them, noticing that the kitchen was no longer empty. All the members of Avenged stood around us and Gunnar was behind Marley. This wasn't normal for him. We were usually getting Gunnar or Caleb out of trouble, not Marley.

"Let's go, Marley," I said, grabbing his arm and pulling him away. It was then that an arm grabbed mine and pulled me around.

"We need to talk." Those dark brown eyes were serious and staring me down. If I hadnt been so pissed at him, I may have melted inside but I was not a plaything.

"Well I don't want to talk to you," I hissed with narrow eyes. "Leave me the fuck alone." I yanked my arm out of his grip and pulled Marley towards the door with Gunnar's help. "Thanks for having us, Jimmy," I called over my shoulder. As I looked back, I saw those sad brown eyes flowing out the door. That's right asshole, watch me leave because you'll never have another chance.

"Aww man, what the fuck, Steal," Gunnar said to Marley as we got outside. "I was having a great time!"

"So sorry to inconvenience you," Marley snapped, turning around and putting his hands up at Gunnar. With that he started to walk away down the street in the opposite direction of the car.

I quickly caught up with him and pulled him back around to face me. "Marley, what the hell is going on?" I questioned, putting my hands on either side of his face, forcing him to look me in the eye. He stared at me for a minute, his eyes locked on mine. What was this look in his eyes?

"That asshole wouldn't back off and leave you alone," he said, pulling away and putting his hands behind his head. He looked so stressed and confused. I had never seen him like this.

"Don't lie to me, Marley," I said with pleading eyes as I took a step towards him. "You were pissed before Gates ever started talking to me again."

"No I wasn't." He refused to look me in the eye. Liar.

I put my hands on my hips and gave him the look. "Marley, I know you better than you know yourself. Don't lie to me. What is going on?"

"Nothing, Kadence, nothing fucking at all. Sorry I stood up for you. It won't happen again!" My mouth dropped and I gapped at him as he turned around and started walking away from me.

"Come on, Marley where are you going? Come back," I said, racing after him.

"I'm walking home. What does it look like?" Marley snapped in an icy tone.

"Marley don't do this," I pleaded, grabbing his arm again. I didn't understand this anger or why he was so upset. This was not the Marley I knew.

"Leave me alone Kadence and don't fucking follow me." He ripped his arm out of my grip and flipped me off.

"Marley..." I cried as he took off running down the middle of the road.

What the fuck just happened?

Over the next week I didn't hear from Marley. Sure he came to all our band meetings and recording sessions, but he avoided me like the plague. What the hell was going on with him? He joked around and played video games with the guys but gave me the cold shoulder. I was worried.

"It's tour day!" Caleb sang into my door at five in the morning. "I hope you're ready!" This was honestly the happiest he'd been in a long time.

"Yes I'm ready and you should really leave the singing to me," I yawned, slinging my backpack over my shoulder. I hated being awake when it was still dark outside.

He laughed and grabbed my two rolling suitcases and headed down the stairs. I followed him and found myself face to face with Marley at the bottom of the stairs. He gave me a small smile and then motioned to the coffees in his hands. Was this a peace offering?

"Got everything, babe?" he asked as if he hadn't ignored me for the whole week. He grabbed my backpack and put it over his shoulder.

"Yes, how about you? Got all your hair care products?" I teased and took the coffee out of his other hand. I was now even more confused than before. Why was Marley acting so weird?

"You bet," he smiled as we walked out the door.

There in front of our house was a large white and black tour bus. It was so much better than the roadie van we had used when we were an opening act. I was starting to feel excited: this was the real deal!

"Let's go, let's go!" Our manager Mason yelled. "We need to be in Oregon by five tonight. We also are scheduled to meet up with Avenged Sevenfold for a radio interview on the way."

Shit, this was real! We were going on tour as a headliner!

Notes

There I updated this chapter. Sorry about all the errors before :( stupid ipad changes things on me!

What is going on with Mr. Marley Steal? Think he will come clean to Kady about his feelings or that maybe he isn't willing to admit it to himself yet? What will happen on tour? Tell me your comments, thoughts, and what you'd like to see on tour! Thanks for reading. :)