The Letter

~3 weeks later~ I think Oli just asked too soon, and I told him that, I told him that he was just asking too soon, he should wait to ask me. Ricky and I haven’t talked at all honestly, he’s tried to call me, but I just ignore him. It’s ridiculous. If I actually saw him again he’d probably kill me. He’s back in the states, and instead of doing a tour with Motionless we’re doing it with Of Mice & Men, I’ve never been to one of their concerts, it’ll be really cool to go. The tour starts next week, we’re packing up all of our things, and I get to sing some too, which will be really cool! I’ve been working my ass off on writing songs. BMTH has helped me with the instrument parts of my songs.
I was in the car, driving to finally meet OM&M, Oli had already left, and I swore I was way too over dressed for this, but hell, it’s not just another band, it’s an amazing band! I was thinking about getting a new tattoo before we left for tour, but I wasn’t sure what to get. I wanted something on my side. I was thinking something that has to do with an eating disorder, something that shows that I got through it. Maybe like, “Starving Eating for Perfection” but like have starving crossed out and eating over it. Kind of cool, right? I’d have to ask Oli what he thought about it, but if I know Oli he’ll love it.
I went to the meeting place and got out of my car. I told them who I was looking for and they showed me to the room, the two bands were sitting in the meeting hall with guards guarding the door. It took me a second to realize the amount of screaming girls in the lobby. I told them I was with Oli, they didn’t believe me. I spent 20 minutes trying to convince them, but I couldn’t. I decided to call Oli, “Babe.” I said angrily. “What is it love?” He said telling them to shush. “These damn guards and I have been arguing for 20 minutes, they will not let me in.”
He hung up the phone and opened the door, “Aye mates, I told you to be expecting a brunette with a lighthouse tattoo with the devil’s name in it!” He shouted and grabbed my arm and pulled me in. I almost fainted when I saw OM&M. You think that I’d you know, be normal around famous people, but I haven’t been able to control my craziness.
“H-Hi!!” I said happily, shaking Austin’s hand.
“Hey,” He smiled, “You know the band?”
“I do.” I grinned, sitting down next to Oli.
“Big fan.” Oli chuckled.
“Wait! Are you that girl that was with Horror?!” Alan shouted.
“That was me…” I said looking down.
It got quiet and then they started talking about tour again. I realized I still hadn’t been eating much, it was horrible and gross. I felt gross. For 2 or 3 months now, ButterlflyAna has been my guide, my leader, she helps me keep control, she’s just, she’s a goddess.
We sat there for hours talking about tour stuff, they even pitched my singing idea, they made me sing for them, but they all thought it would be a great idea. I really was nervous though, singing in front of all of those people. Ugh.

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