Two weeks later *A month into Warped*
So, lately, I've been making extra cash.
As the soundtech.
Oh yea.
But get this, I'm sound teching for SWS.
Yay......
Ever since that fight between Kellin and I, we haven't talked. I only get updates about him from his band mates. Kellin knows everything about me, thanks a lot Gabe and your big mouth, and that could be the reason he hates me even more.
I shrug it off.
I watched as Jesse raised his thumb during the show, asking me to turn up the sound in his in-ears. I quickly raised the button, getting approval from Jesse before I switched up the sound, making it come out cleaner in perfect time for the next screaming part of the song. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes as Kellin took over the song. Something about the guy got on my nerves even worse than before . Ever since I first came on as the new sound tech for Sleeping with Sirens, Kellin and I didn’t get along even more. I tried my best to be nice to him the first day but he just brushed me off igniting the new and decently long feud between us two. I'm still friends with everyone else, easily becoming close to them, it was just Kellin that bugged the shit out of me.
The show finished up, the venue clearing out. I began work packing up the sound boards, making sure everything got back where they belonged before rolling out the packed away things to the trailer behind the bus, putting it where it belonged. Soon enough, everything was packed up and I with a few other crew members headed on board the bus as the guys in the band finished up meeting the fans. I signed a few autographs from here to here, but over all, not too much was done.
I was in the middle of an intense Mario Kart battle with my brother Ryan, when I heard the front door open and Kellin's band come on. All I saw from the corner of my eye was Kellin making his way to the back of the bus, and fast. “Katherine, what the hell is your problem?” He all but yelled at me. My lips turned into a tight line as I turned my attention away from the game and to the fuming man before me. I stood up so that he wasn’t towering that much over me.
"What the hell are you talking about, Bostwick?" I replied, exhausted mentally and physically. Knowing that saying his real last name pissed him off. "You fucked up the sound tonight, especially in my in-ears." That hit me. My specialty was sound, besides screaming and playing guitar. I work hard for this money and I knew that the sound tonight was A plus work. "Excuse you, the sound was perfect. And I didn’t touch your in-ears since sound check when you begged, well more like screamed, at me to turn them down." I shot back, placing my hands on my hips. I heard the other guys sigh. "Bull-fucking-shit." He replied.
"That’s it. I am so fucking done with your shit. You know my job was done and done well. I don’t know what the fuck your problem is but stop fucking taking it out on me." I blew up, throwing more swears in his way before storming past him and off of the bus. I walked back near the venue, tempted to punch the brick wall in front of me. I was about to let out a scream when I heard footsteps behind me. Turning around I see Kellin coming towards me for a second time tonight.
I threw my hands up in the air in frustration. “Can’t you just leave me alone!” I yelled, not earning a response as the tattooed man kept approaching me. When Kellin reached me, he backed me up against the wall. My eyes widened before narrowing. “What the hell?” I asked before being cut off by the feeling of lips on mine.Kellin kissed me, hard and angrily. Shock hit me, trying to push him away before I stopped and started kissing him back.
Kellin's tongue snuck its way into my mouth as his hands went to my jeans, unbuttoning them. I didn’t question anything. No words passed between us two since my mouth was currently pre-occupied as my tongue battled for dominance with his. My hands went into his hair, tugging hard as he pushed my jeans down and picked me up. My now bare legs wrapped around his waist, grinding down on him. Kellin moaned, pressing me up against the wall to hold me up before making work of his jeans and boxer briefs, pushing them down and freeing his cock.
I felt his hardness against my inner thigh and I teased him again, grinding down once more as my hand trailed down his back. With a growl, Kellin ripped off my panties before plunging into me, catching my moan in his mouth. He didn’t give me anytime to adjust before he pulled out and pushed back into me again.
My hands slipped under the back of his shirt, my nails digging down into his skin, leaving marks no doubt. Kellin kept a hard and fast pace, his lips trailing from mine and down to my neck, biting down hard, earning a moan from me. “I’m close.” I panted out, my hands gripping the muscles on his back. “Then come.” Kellin demanded into my neck. He thrust a few more hard times before I came all over his cock, Kellin following shortly after, spilling into me.
Kellin stayed in me, my legs still wrapped around him, his lips still on myr neck. I finally realized that I was still outside, freshly fucked by a man I thought I hated. Now, I'm just confused.
"The sound still sucked." Kellin smirked against my neck, earning him a slap from me. "You stupid bitch, took you long enough to realize how much I've liked you and have been waiting for this moment. You're so fucking stupid."
"You even more fucking stupid Kellin." I replied back.
Wait, oh my god.

Notes

So, I updated!!! Something you guys weren't expecting!