The Calm
Chapter 53
-Scarlett’s POV-
Two weeks on this damn tour and I’ve survived. Austin’s face is still bruised and people have questioned it, but he’s played it off. We’ve also ignored each other pretty well. The only instances of us “talking” are me yelling because we are late for something or to get their asses up.
Alan was also slightly pissed at me because I was acting like a bitch but I didn’t care. This is for money, for survival in fucking California. The other guys didn’t really mind me.
It was hilarious the day I showed up as tour manager though. Austin went white in the face and Alan went red when I showed up. Alan and I aren’t on the greatest of terms again because he is behind Austin now, but whatever.
It’s 2:34PM and guess what? No one is up but Aaron and I.
“Warning, I’m blowing the air horn” I told Aaron as I grabbed it. He covered his ears as I walked back to the bunk area. This was how it had to be.
I blew it and Alan fell out of his bunk and I held back my laugh. Phil and Tino yelled. Austin did nothing as usual.
We were playing a festival at 4PM they had to get up.
I left the bus, as the boys got ready. I went to make sure that everything was okay and that their equipment would be ready to go.
Everything was good to go; now hopefully the buys would be ready. As I was making my way back to the bus, idiot me tripped over the gravel and fell into someone. Shit.
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” I said, and I looked up with my jaw now dropping.
“Scar? What the hell?” It was Vic Fuentes. Fuck this damn tour.
“I tripped. Sorry. I have to go.” I said quickly.
Luckily he didn’t follow and he let me go.
I reached the damn bus now and had to deal with my other favorite ex, Austin. Yeah, I didn’t really consider us together now…so here goes this.
“Scar are you okay?” Aaron asked immediately.
“Um yeah why?” I asked.
“Your knee is kind of bleeding…” he said and I looked down at my knees. This is what I get for wearing shorts and flip-flops. (Outfit Link) My tour manager outfits sucked, I really didn’t care.
“Shit, I fell out there and didn’t realize I injured myself.” I said and laughed it off.
I walked forward into the bus to the kitchen sink to grab a wet paper towel for the moment. I was sure that someone was still in the bathroom.
Alan walked from the back as I sat at the end of the couch in front of the bus with the paper towel to my knee.
“What happened to you?” he asked, holy shit he talked to me finally and wasn’t a dick.
“I tripped. By the way you guys are set for 4. You’re all fucking welcome.” I said as bitchy as possible.
“Scar if you hate this that much, then why the hell are you doing it?” Tino asked.
“No offense, but the money is really really good and I needed it.” I said now looking down.
“Decorating cupcakes doesn’t pay? Who knew?” Phil said and I started laughing with everyone, until Austin came and ruined it.
“What’s funny?” he asked as he went to the fridge.
“Nothing” Aaron said.
“Scar, I’ll help you clean your knee.” Alan said.
“No that’s okay I can handle it.” I said and started walking to the back, but before I knew it Alan was picking me up and carrying me to the small bathroom.
He sat me on the small counter, and without saying a word, shut the door and grabbed all the medical supplies.
“Listen, Austin doesn’t want me talking to you so that I’m not ‘conflicted’ but I don’t care.” He said as he started bandaging my knee.
“What’s his deal?” I asked.
“He’s an emotional wreck again. He knows that he can’t drink, but he still does. You’ve seen him drunk, but not as bad as after you go to sleep. This lifestyle is getting to him. I don’t know. How are you?” he said, finished with my knee but obviously wanting to talk.
“Only doing this for money. And the fact that I legit just ran into Vic makes me want to go cry. But I’m okay.” I said.
He just hugged me and I needed it.
“Come on asshole you got a show to play!” I said and lightly punched him.
I could survive this now that Alan and I were cool.
I was in my underwear trying to find a damn earring I lost. The guys all went out to drink so I was alone and it was hot on the bus, which is why I was in my underwear.
I decided to blast ADTR in the back lounge and also dance in my underwear, because that would help me find my earring, right?
I was standing with my back to the walkway completely unaware when I heard someone clear his throat. Oh shit.
It was Austin and I’m practically naked. Holy fuck.
“Sorry” I said and walked to my bunk to grab my clothes, he continued to the back lounge and shut the door.
My panties were complete lace and didn’t leave anything to the imagination, fuck.
Who the fuck runs into both their ex’s in one day like this?
Two weeks on this damn tour and I’ve survived. Austin’s face is still bruised and people have questioned it, but he’s played it off. We’ve also ignored each other pretty well. The only instances of us “talking” are me yelling because we are late for something or to get their asses up.
Alan was also slightly pissed at me because I was acting like a bitch but I didn’t care. This is for money, for survival in fucking California. The other guys didn’t really mind me.
It was hilarious the day I showed up as tour manager though. Austin went white in the face and Alan went red when I showed up. Alan and I aren’t on the greatest of terms again because he is behind Austin now, but whatever.
It’s 2:34PM and guess what? No one is up but Aaron and I.
“Warning, I’m blowing the air horn” I told Aaron as I grabbed it. He covered his ears as I walked back to the bunk area. This was how it had to be.
I blew it and Alan fell out of his bunk and I held back my laugh. Phil and Tino yelled. Austin did nothing as usual.
We were playing a festival at 4PM they had to get up.
I left the bus, as the boys got ready. I went to make sure that everything was okay and that their equipment would be ready to go.
Everything was good to go; now hopefully the buys would be ready. As I was making my way back to the bus, idiot me tripped over the gravel and fell into someone. Shit.
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” I said, and I looked up with my jaw now dropping.
“Scar? What the hell?” It was Vic Fuentes. Fuck this damn tour.
“I tripped. Sorry. I have to go.” I said quickly.
Luckily he didn’t follow and he let me go.
I reached the damn bus now and had to deal with my other favorite ex, Austin. Yeah, I didn’t really consider us together now…so here goes this.
“Scar are you okay?” Aaron asked immediately.
“Um yeah why?” I asked.
“Your knee is kind of bleeding…” he said and I looked down at my knees. This is what I get for wearing shorts and flip-flops. (Outfit Link) My tour manager outfits sucked, I really didn’t care.
“Shit, I fell out there and didn’t realize I injured myself.” I said and laughed it off.
I walked forward into the bus to the kitchen sink to grab a wet paper towel for the moment. I was sure that someone was still in the bathroom.
Alan walked from the back as I sat at the end of the couch in front of the bus with the paper towel to my knee.
“What happened to you?” he asked, holy shit he talked to me finally and wasn’t a dick.
“I tripped. By the way you guys are set for 4. You’re all fucking welcome.” I said as bitchy as possible.
“Scar if you hate this that much, then why the hell are you doing it?” Tino asked.
“No offense, but the money is really really good and I needed it.” I said now looking down.
“Decorating cupcakes doesn’t pay? Who knew?” Phil said and I started laughing with everyone, until Austin came and ruined it.
“What’s funny?” he asked as he went to the fridge.
“Nothing” Aaron said.
“Scar, I’ll help you clean your knee.” Alan said.
“No that’s okay I can handle it.” I said and started walking to the back, but before I knew it Alan was picking me up and carrying me to the small bathroom.
He sat me on the small counter, and without saying a word, shut the door and grabbed all the medical supplies.
“Listen, Austin doesn’t want me talking to you so that I’m not ‘conflicted’ but I don’t care.” He said as he started bandaging my knee.
“What’s his deal?” I asked.
“He’s an emotional wreck again. He knows that he can’t drink, but he still does. You’ve seen him drunk, but not as bad as after you go to sleep. This lifestyle is getting to him. I don’t know. How are you?” he said, finished with my knee but obviously wanting to talk.
“Only doing this for money. And the fact that I legit just ran into Vic makes me want to go cry. But I’m okay.” I said.
He just hugged me and I needed it.
“Come on asshole you got a show to play!” I said and lightly punched him.
I could survive this now that Alan and I were cool.
I was in my underwear trying to find a damn earring I lost. The guys all went out to drink so I was alone and it was hot on the bus, which is why I was in my underwear.
I decided to blast ADTR in the back lounge and also dance in my underwear, because that would help me find my earring, right?
I was standing with my back to the walkway completely unaware when I heard someone clear his throat. Oh shit.
It was Austin and I’m practically naked. Holy fuck.
“Sorry” I said and walked to my bunk to grab my clothes, he continued to the back lounge and shut the door.
My panties were complete lace and didn’t leave anything to the imagination, fuck.
Who the fuck runs into both their ex’s in one day like this?
Notes
Kinda a filler. Sorry if it sucked and is all over the place. Oh well.
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12/22/14