Alan and I spent the next few day completely inseparable. He came to sound check and I went to his, we hung out before and after shows and we spent our nights cuddled together in one of our bunks. About a week after the scars incident we had gone out for lunch and came back to the OM&M bus to find both bands waiting.
“Sit.” Robbie told us as we walked in. I turned to Alan and he shrugged not knowing what was going on.
“What’s-” Robbie held up his hand cutting me off and shook his head.
“We need to talk, all of us.” Ian and Cammie were looking down refusing to make eye contact. Tino, Aaron and Phil looked uncomfortable and Robbie and Austin seemed to be the ringleaders.
“Alright…” Alan drawled. “What’s up?”
“You two, we’re all getting a little fed up with the constant being togetherness.” I rose an eyebrow at Austin unsure of what he meant. “You never spend time apart, it’s like you’re glued together or something and we don’t like it.” I went to stand up but Robbie stopped me.
“Just hear us out.” I shot him daggers and bit my lip sitting back down with Alan. He reached out for my hand squeezing it lightly. “We get that you guys like each other and all that, but we think it would be in everyone’s best interest if you spent more time apart.” I stared at him waiting for his approval to speak. Rolling his eyes he held out his hand. “Go ahead, spaz out.” I stood up and walked over to him shaking my head.
“You all feel the same?.” My band nodded lightly while the OM&M boys stayed silent and looked away. Turning back to Robbie I glared. “Fine, you want distance I’ll give you distance.” I spat turning on my heel and walking off the bus.
I sensed Alan behind me but I honestly didn’t even want to see him I needed to get away so I did, running as fast as I could. Robbie and Alan were both yelling for me but I ignored them and continued into the wooded area a little bit away from our busses.
My body took over and before I knew it I was standing in the middle of a clearing, completely out of breath, tears streaming down my face, with absolutely no idea where I was. Sitting down on a nearby rock I contemplated what they had said.
Yes Alan and I spent a lot of time together and had basically given up everyone else unless it was absolutely necessary but that’s what it was like to be in love. You would be willing to give up everything if you had to. But did we have to, couldn’t we find a balance? Groaning I pulled out my phone and unlocked it only to find that I had no service.
Trying my best to be rational I looked up at the sun to see how much daylight I had and headed back in the direction I thought I had come from. I kept checking my phone to see if I had service to no avail.
“Fuck.” I cussed out loud looking around for anything that might lead me back to the busses, but as I looked around everything looked more and more unfamiliar.
After a while I sat down and leaned against a tree letting my eyes close, the crying and the running had taken a toll on me and I was ready to drop.
As I sat I felt a sharp pain in my side and looked down to see red saturating my shirt. I pulled it up to find a deep gash running from my hip to my ribs probably from sliding down the tree. I yanked my shirt over my head and tried my best at ripping it in half using sticks and trees around me to help. As soon as it was useable I wrapped it tightly around myself tying a knot in the ends and leaned back letting out a sigh.
“That’s going to hurt tomorrow.” I mumbled chuckling to myself before I let myself fall asleep. I opened my eyes to see Tino hovering over me. Then black. Tino again this time he was carrying me. Black again. Finally I opened them to see a dark sky above me.
“Tino?” I whispered.
“Shh, we’re almost there.” Black one final time.

Notes

ooh drama. o.o