Kady's POV

I couldn’t even believe how good the shower on our new bus felt. The water pressure was amazing and Ryn had done an excellent job stalking the shower with my favorite soaps. Not to mention that Ryn had put a women’s restroom sign on the door, meaning that none of my band mates could hog the bathroom. Oh, it was glorious and I couldn’t wait to rub it in their faces!

I let out a light sigh as the warm water cascaded down my back, helping me to relax a little bit. Though I couldn’t help but let my mind water back to surprise kiss the Brain sprung on me after the show. I mean, we were doing so well with the whole friends thing and then he just up and kissed me out of nowhere? Where the hell did that come from? Did that mean he wanted more? Hell, did I want more from him? Shit, this was so confusing.

I just couldn’t stop thinking about how good his lips felt against mine, or his addicting taste. Or the spark of electricity that shot through my whenever he touched me. What the hell did that mean? And why did he run away right after? Did I have bad breath? Did I say something wrong? Fuck, I've had nothing! I just wish I knew what had happened and why I wanted it to happen again.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” I muttered to myself as I climbed out and dried myself off with a brand new towel. I should have been thinking about going out with my band and celebrating our success, but here I was thinking about Synyster Fucking Gates. I really had gone mental!

“Just forget about him. He was probably stoned,” I said to myself as I dried my hair. If I was smart I would stop thinking about him and just move on as if nothing had happen. But knowing me, I would obsess over it until I found an answer to got crushed in the process. That was just what I did. Was I masochistic? You could say that.

I quickly pushed my thoughts about Brian away and continued getting ready to go out on the town with my band. I knew that if I didn’t hurry up, I’d never hear the end of it from the guys. Without hesitation, I applied my makeup and curled my hair before pulling out a pair of ripped skinny leg jeans, a black t-shirt, and black converse. And of course the outfit wouldn’t be complete without my black beanie. I quickly pulled it over my head and fixed my hair in the mirror, smiling at my reflection. Now there was the Kady Parker I was so accustomed to seeing.

Now don’t get me wrong, I liked my new Violet Rouge look. The only problem was that I felt self conscious in my new wardrobe because I had never be one to be a girly-girl. It would just take some getting used to, that was all. Though I had to admit, it was a lot cooler on stage in the clothing Ryn dressed me. I guess I would have to thank her for that.

“All right, let’s get this party started,” I said to my reflection before I turned to walk into the living room part of the bus. Only I wasn’t prepared for what I walked into.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Caleb bellowed, standing only inches away from Marley’s face. They looked like they wanted to kill each other and you could cut the tension in the room with a knife. Unfortunately, I had a sinking feeling that this commotion had something to do with me…

"What do you mean you want to date my sister?" Caleb growled, grabbing Marley by the shirt. "Do you have any fucking idea what that would do to the band!" Excuse me? They were talking about what, now?

Marley pushed Caleb away and brushed out his shirt. "So you'd rather keep her under a rock than let her date someone she cares about?!" Marley countered, his blue eyes narrow and dark.

I blinked a few times, feeling my temper rise. Who the hell said that I wanted to date Marley because it sure as hell wasn’t me! Oh, if these assholes thought they could rule my life, they had something coming. No one controlled my fucking life except for me.

"She can date whoever the fuck she wants as long as they are not in our band!"

Now I was beyond pissed and my blood was boiling. I could feel the vein pulsing dangerously in my neck as raged coursed through my veins. Oh, fuck no!

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I snapped, stepping forward and pushing Caleb and Marley apart. "Who the hell are either of you to tell me who I can and can't fucking date?!"

"Dating dickwad over here would destroy our band and I forbid it!" Caleb yelled, throwing his empty beer bottle down on the floor. It shattered all over the floor and I narrowed my eyes at him. Oh, I wasn’t in the mood for this shit! He better take a fucking step back! I had a temper just as bad as Caleb but at least I knew how to keep it in check… most of the time.

"Oh that's rich!" I laughed. "You forbid me? You FORBID ME? What about this?!" Without even thinking, I grabbed Marley by the shirt and smashed my lips to his. I was to pissed to feel anything let alone let him kiss me back. When I was done, I pushed him back onto the couch and raised both of my arms challengingly at my brother. "How do you like them apples, Cal?!"

Caleb gapped at me with balled fists, trying to decide his next course of action. Luckily I was a step ahead of him and was going to end it before he could even think of what to say.

"Yeah, what she said!" Marley laughed with a smug ass look that I wanted nothing more than to whip off his face. Really he was going to start shit too? As my best friend he should fucking better than to poke the bear!

"And you," I growled, turning on Marley with a pointed finger. "Who says I even want to date you? You've never even talked about having a relationship with me! You're my best friend and one day you turn around and kiss me?! What the hell is up with that!?" A frown pulled on Marley's lips and I knew my words hurt him but I couldn’t stop myself. I was beyond piss and confused and this was the last think I wanted to do right now. What happened to drinking and going out for a good time? "And then automatically that one kiss makes me your girlfriend? I don't fucking think so Mar!"

He scoffed and turned his head away from me, unable to look me in the eye. I could tell just by the look on his face that I hurt his pride and I let out a sigh. Fuck, why did they have to do this? Why couldn’t they leave well enough alone or at least have Marley talk to me first. This should have only been between us. Who knows, then maybe this all would have ended differently…

I sighed as I took a seat next to Marley on the couch, carefully taking his face in my hands and forcing him to meet my eyes. "Mar... I love you but I can't ruin our relationship with some questionable fling..." I sighed, tears forming in my eyes. "Can't we just stay the way we are? As Batman and Robin?"

Marley ripped his face out of my hand and pushed me away. "Fuck off, Kadence," he scoffed before storming off to hide in his bunk. I knew I hurt him, but what other choice did I have? He was my best friend and I wasn’t about to throw away my only friend for a romance that would probably only last a few weeks. I would rather have a friendship that lasted a lifetime.

"Well this is fucking great!" I said sarcastically, pulling my bag over my shoulder and leaving the bus. I had to get out of there and away from my brother and Marley before I burned the fucking bus down. I was so pissed off with the situation and myself that I could even think straight… Fuck me and my damn temper. Why couldn’t I have just handled everything rationally like a normal person? I guess that just wasn’t in my blood.

As soon as I stepped off the bus, I pulled out my pack of cigarettes and placed the coffin nail between my lips. These things would undoubtedly be the death of me but right now I would welcome it welcome arms. I had already fucked everything up enough so why not aid in my chances of dropping dead?

“Fuck,” I hissed, searching my pockets and purse for a lighter, only to come up empty handed. Great like this night couldn’t get any fucking worse!

I stormed down the street away from the arena we just played and toward the darkness of the line of trees. Maybe I should just fucking run away from all this and start a new life of my own. I had enough savings from the new album to make in on my own for a few years. Yeah, like that would fucking work. Why couldn’t something be easy for me just once in my life?

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK" I screamed, kicking an old beer can. The can flew down the street, echoing and causing mayhem in the small park. I followed the rolling can until I reached a little open alcove of trees and sank down to my knees, looking up at the starry sky.

"Why does this shit always happen to me?" I cried, blurring my face in my hands as the tears started to flow. Marley was really the only friend I had ever had and now he didn't want anything to do with me. I was the world’s biggest asshole and now I was completely alone.

I angrily wiped away my tears, as the smell of cigarette smoke wafted my way. No I had to be imagining that. It was just my body craving nicotine, or at least that’s what I was telling myself.

It was then that I heard a light chuckle. "What the..." I mutter to myself, sucking up my problems and whipping away my tears. The last thing I wanted was for someone to see me like this. Kadence Parker didn’t cry in front of anyone—she was fucking bullet proof.

"Hello?" I called only to be answered by another chuckle. I squinted my eyes to see the end of cigarette glowing from a picnic table about 100 yards away. You’ve got to be fucking kidding right now…

"Now I think you're the one stalking me," the voice said and I suddenly feel uneasy.

Brian's POV

“What the hell were you thinking?” I chastised myself as I stormed down the street away from the bus, trying to clear my thoughts. The only problem was that my mind kept wandering back to the same pair of hypnotizing blue eyes. “Kissing the girl you told you just wanted to be friends?”

Hell, it should have been easy since I had already banged her, but here I was fucking it all up. But really, since when did Synyster Gates want anything more than a good lay? And why the hell was I so torn up about telling her to give Marley a chance? It shouldn’t have fucking mattered! But it did… it did matter and I was fucking pissed about it.

I couldn’t even stomach the thought of them together, let alone her kissing him in passing. Just thinking about it made me want to punch the guy in the face and I hated myself for it. I should have just been able to walk away and leave her alone, so why was this so fucking difficult?

I guess I had grown to like her through all our late night talks on the bus while everyone else was asleep. She was just easy to talk to and I felt like I could trust her, not to mention that she was drop dead gorgeous. Oh, and don’t even get me started on those fucking blue eyes. I could drown in them if she stared at me too long.

God I was so fucking stupid and now I had fucked everything up with that stupid kiss! Fuck! Was I really that stupid to go and mess up one of the best things that had ever happened to me? What the hell was I thinking?

I cursed as I took a seat on a damp picnic table on the outskirts of the park and took out my pack of cigarettes. I placed it between my lips, lit up, and inhaled. Oh fuck yeah, there was that release I had been craving. I just wished that it would fix everything.

With I sigh, I let out a cloud of smoke and laid back on the table, surrounded by the refreshing scent if Marlboro smoke. Why couldn't life be as simple as smoking? Specially women? You know, just like breathing in and blowing out—no drama, no mess, no confusion. God the world would be a much simpler place.

I closed my eyes and brought the cigarette back to my lips, taking in a slow drag as I tried to make a course of action. What the hell was I going to say to her the next time I saw her? Should I pretend like it never happened? Try and talk my way out of it? Or hell, I don’t know, tell her that I was fucking crazy about her? Yeah, right, like she would believe that. Hell, I didn’t even believe that I actually had feelings for a girl, so why should she? I was the hit it and quit it kind of guy, avoiding relationships like the plague after my disastrous relationship with Michelle. But there was just something about Kady that made me want to slow down and enjoy my time with her… Something that made me want to stick around and see what all this relationship fuss was about again.

Suddenly I heard a loud clunk on the road that pulled me from my thoughts. “What the hell?” I muttered to myself, lazily sitting up on my elbow to see a shadow saunter down the road. What the hell was this? Couldn't I get a damn moment of peace for myself.



"Why does this shit always happen to me?" An all too familiar voice cried, causing my heart to lurch in my chest. What the fuck was that about?

I squinted through the darkness to see the familiar features of Kady Parker, just the person I was trying to get off my mind. I watched as she collapsed to the ground muttering to herself. Shit... now what was I supposed to do? I took another drag of my cigarette before I heard her call hello.

"Now I think you're the one stalking me," I chuckled, knowing I couldn't stay hidden and watch her cry. I always hated when women cried and never really knew what to do. That was more Zacky’s territory.


"Gates? What the hell are you doing here?" Kady's voice shook and I could tell that she was whipping away tears. I patted the spot next to me on the table with a half smirk,

"Same thing as you?" I guessed, figuring that she was looking for an escape too. “Escaping reality?”

“I guess you could say that,” Kady scoffed as she joined me at the picnic table, stealing my cigarette out of my hand and taking a long drag. "But I bet you didn't get in a fight with your band..."
She huffed through a cloud of smoke. “Everything looked fucking peachy when I stopped on your bus last,” she said bitterly.

I sighed and put my arm around, gently kissing the top of her head before I could stop myself. What the hell was wrong with me? Hadn’t I caused enough damage already?

"I'm sorry,” I sighed. “ I know touring brings out the worst in people but hopefully a good nights sleep with help everything fall back into place. Sometimes you just need some space.” I couldn’t help but wonder what had happened on the bus but I didn’t dare ask. If I learned anything about Kady at all it was that she would tell you her problems if you waited. Prying never worked with her.

Kady shrugged and pulled away, looking at me with an unreadable expression. “I don’t even know why I’m fucking talking to you about this,” she snapped, turning on me with fire in her blue eyes. “It’s all your fucking fault!” she hissed and I raised my brow at her. Excuse me? What?

"Kady what are you talking about?"

I asked, trying to fight the wide range of emotions raging inside of me.

"You told me to go along with Marley and see if I had any feelings. Well guess what, he definitely does and I still want to be friends! I told him tonight and now he and Caleb both fucking hate me! Not to mention that probably going to get kicked out of my own fucking band. And it’s all because I listened to you, and your stupid advice! This all your fault!" She raged, standing up and pointing her finger in my face.

I scoffed and took out another cigarette. "Oh please, don't blame your relationship problems on me!" I hissed, narrowing my eyes at the furious redhead. Her words cut me like a knife but I would never let her know that. "You asked for my advice and I gave it. Not my fault it didn't work! I never claimed to be a fucking expert," I snapped back, my temper rising. How dare she fucking blame me for her problems! I was just being the friend that she wanted!



"It's your fucking mind tricks and leading me on! If you would have just fucking manned up and told me how you felt about me, then none of this would have happened! You don't just go up and kiss someone multiple times to just be friends," she snapped. "You're a fucking pussy!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa who said anything about fucking feelings? I wasn't ready to admit I had feelings for anyone, not even to myself. Who the hell did she think she was telling me how I felt?!

My blood started to boil as she screamed in my face, my jaw locking in the process. Who the hell did she think she was? I wasn’t the fucking cause of her problems and I sure as hell wasn’t a pussy! Oh, if she were a man, I would have knocked her flat on her ass already! I was so pissed off that I couldn't even think straight!

“Oh don't flatter yourself, Kady," I yelled, standing up now. "I don't have feelings for you... you were a one time fuck that just keeps showing back up!" I hissed before I could stop myself, knowing that my words were a lie.

"Bullshit! You kissed me! You caused all of this with your fucking mind games!" She growled, her face inches from me.


"I DONT FUCKING LIKE YOU! GET THAT THROUGH YOUR THICK SCULL! You were a one time good fuck just like the rest!" I screamed before Kady slapped me hard across the face. I gapped at her as I watched her run back toward the bus.

What the hell just happened?

As I watched her run away, I instantly regretted every word I said. To bad it was too late to go after her...


"Ahhhh fuck you Shads!"

"NOOOOOO!"

"Take that you fucking asshole!"

"Ugh..." I groaned and pulled my pillow over my head. It was five in the morning and my asshole band mates are still playing COD. I left them at two with way too much alcohol and drugs in my system and I was pretty sure they would have passed out by now, but unfortunately that wasn’t the case. I pinched my eyes shut, wiling my head to stop spinning from the hangover that I was going to endure in the next few hours.

"Wait we need more ammo!"

"Fuck they are coming in strong. DIE MOTHERFUCKERS!!"

I heard the obnoxiously loud sound of bullets flying from the TV and my head started to pound harder. Fuck, I didn't want to get to the hangover state. I'd been working on keeping a steady stream of intoxication and high for the past five days so I wouldn't have to deal with any of the drama occurring on the bus behind us. I didn't want to think about Kady Parker and her band mates, though I had to admit that it was mostly the fault of my temper.

"Eat meat short shit!"

I slowly pulled myself out of my bunk and stumbled back down toward the living area to see Johnny, Matt, and Zacky all standing in front of the TV with Jimmy passed out on the floor.

"Can you guys keep it down?" I asked, grabbing a shot glass and the scotch from the cabinet. "We-we've got a show in 8 hours....right?" I downed the shot quickly and the throbbing in my head subsided slightly.

"Nah, it's a two day drive to our next gig but we have a radio interview with FF," Zacky slurred, obviously enjoying the booze too. "It's going to be me and you, Kady and Gunnar."

Fuck...I'm going to need more to drink before I can face her again. I grabbed the bottle of scotch and stumble back to my bunk and pulled the curtain. Goodbye emotions...

Notes

So what is going on with Brian and Kady now? Did Brian mess up or was it Kady's fault?

Thanks for reading!