Like Loving A Lion (SEQUEL to I'm Not That Perfect)

“Vic!” I knocked on his bus’ door. “Vic Fuentes! Open up!”
“Aren’t you supposed to doing anal with Radke right about now?” Vic asked, opening the door.
I laughed. “I’d tell you to fuck off but I’m not really in a position to piss you off any more than I already have. Can I come in?”
He nodded and stepped back. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”
“I’m sorry for yelling at you.” I said sheepishly. “It’s touchy but that’s no excuse.”
“It’s fine, Ave. Don’t worry about it. I just want you to know that I’m here for you if you need to vent. I can’t even begin to imagine what you’ve been through.” He said.
“I’m glad we had this talk, Vicky. I’ve really got to get back to my bus though. Darren and his girlfriend just broke up and he’s really upset.” I smiled. “Thanks.” I walked through the June heat and was inside for five minutes when someone started banging on the door.
“Avery! Open this goddamn door right now!” Ronnie yelled from outside.
“Yikes, Ron. What are you going to do if I don’t? Punch me again?” I asked coolly from the other side.
“Fuck you, Ave. I just might.” He snapped. “Open it.”
“Why?”
“So we can talk about how much of a bitch you are.”
“That’s no news to me, darling. Think of something better.” I grinned, knowing how irritated he was.
“Do you have to be a cunt all the time?” He demanded.
“I try.” I replied.
“You agreed to do that song with me. You have no reason to be pissed off.” He said.
“I didn’t think you were going to hit on me in front of a thousand people, in a very vulgar manner, might I add.” I replied calmly.
“You led me on and you know it. You’re always slutting around and it gets old!” He yelled.
I opened the door and raised my eyebrows. “What was that?”
“Oh, you’re such a little whore. You knew exactly what you were doing. Maybe if you weren’t still obsessed with Carlile- who you weren’t even good enough for, by the way- you could actually land a man and stop being such an insufferable bitch!” Ronnie yelled.
The whole time he was screaming, Austin was standing only a few feet away and had evidently heard everything. “You got something to say, Radke?”
“Yeah. How the hell did you put up with this whore for so long?” Ronnie asked.
“Maybe if you actually learned how to be in a relationship without hitting her or cheating, you’d know what it’s like to be in love. I pity you.” Austin shook his head.
“Cheating. That’s funny, coming from you.” Ronnie laughed.
“This isn’t about me. Leave her alone.” Austin said. When he was angry, he was terrifying, and at the moment he looked livid.
“She sure didn’t want me to leave her alone those nights when she missed you, right Ave?” Ronnie smirked.
“Oh, fuck off. He’s right, you know. Maybe that’s the difference between me and every other girl you’ve hung around with; I’m not afraid of you. So why don’t you just leave?” I asked, stepping out onto the ground and looking up at him.
Ron laughed. “You two deserve each other. Get knocked up again, Ave. Maybe this time you won’t fuck it up.”
My eyes welled up as he walked away. “I-”
“Don’t listen to him, okay?” Austin asked. “Shit. I’m supposed to be on stage. Can we talk later?”
I nodded and he left, leaving me nervous and confused.

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