Echo’s POV

“C’mon Alex, one more.” I whined after my fourth shot. Ally Had left me alone with Alex a few hours ago and since then I had become quite intoxicated. I wasn’t really supposed to drink actually, because I was the only one in the band that wasn’t twenty-one yet. Shannon was twenty-five already, Vanna was twenty-one and Ally had turned twenty-one just before Warped started. But well even though it was illegal for me to drink, with a little pouting I could always make Alex to get drinks for me. It wasn’t the first time I had become drunk under his watch. He could feel guilty about it sometimes, but he mostly knew that I was an adult that could perfectly decide for herself whether she wanted something to drink.
“I don’t know, Echo. You’re pretty far already.” He said smirking. He wasn’t sober, but not long as drunk as I was.
“I’m not!” I said and I moved my hands of the bar to place them on my hips, but I almost fell over doing that. He shot me a worried look and I got up quickly. “Alex, you know you’re going to give it to me anyway, so just do it. I haven’t been drunk for a long time and I’ll turn twenty-one in two weeks anyway.” I said. He sighed, turned towards the bar and ordered another drink for me. As he did that I looked around the place. Everywhere were people in fancy dresses and suits, but also people in more revealing clothing. The quick beat and heavy bass of dance music filled my ears. This kind of music was so amazing when you were drunk. Then my eye fell on a girl standing alone at the other side of the room. Her brown her was straightened and she wore a black, short dress that looked very good on her.
It was Taylor Jardine of We Are The In Crowd.
I vaguely remembered Alex saying that he liked her. As a friend it was my job to help him, right? I could be the best wing-woman ever! I made a plan in my mind, that seemed to be very good in my drunk state. I turned back to Alex and saw that he handed me another shot. I downed it at once and put the little glass back on the bar. I took his hand and dragged him through the room.
“Uhm Echo…What the fuck are you doing?” He said a little carefully.
“Sssh. I’m being a good best friend here, okay?” I responded and I almost tripped on my heels. Normally I was quite good at walking in heels, but well…I was drunk now…so yeah. I dragged him until we stood in front of Taylor. When she saw us she gave us a surprised smile.
“Oh, hey guys!” She said happily. She looked pretty sober to me. But my ability to judge had gone out of the window a long time ago.
"Hey! I remember talking to you! You were really nice and funny and pretty.” I said stumbling over my words. She shot me a confused look.
“Uhm…Thanks, I think.” She said giggling. I suddenly realized I wanted to make a point with this.
“What I’m trying to say with this is: you should date Alex. Because he’s is my best friend and he is awesome and he deserves someone cool like you.” I said and I turned to Alex, who looked at my with a frightened look. “Ask her out, man.” Alex sighed and shook his head.
“Echo, you’re too drunk to function. Let’s get you back to the busses.” He said. I heard Taylor giggle and I turned my attention to her.
“Yes. He is very funny. Well, he can be sometimes. But he is also really sweet. So, say yes.” I said and she giggled once more.
“Echo…”Alex said in a warning tone and I turned to face him again.
“You’ve told me yourself that you like her, Alex. Why do you want to back out suddenly?” I said a little pissed off. Couldn’t he see that I was doing this for him?
"You do?” Taylor suddenly said a little surprised. It was a good surprised though. I knew she liked him.
“Yes, he does.” I said before Alex could ruin this anymore and I laid my hand down on Taylor’s shoulder. In the corner of my eye, I saw Alex blushing. “Well, I’m going to leave you love birds alone for a bit.” I tried to stumble back to the bar.
“Echo! You’re too drunk to walk on your own!” Alex shouted, but I waved it away and walked on. Luckily he didn’t follow me. He needed this to work. When I got back to the bar, I found a rushed looking Ally walking to me. I knew immediately that there was something wrong.
“Echo! I was looking for you everywhere!” she said, seeming very relieved to see me.
“Well, you’ve found me!” I said, throwing my arms around her neck in a hug, but I tripped and eventually hung on to her neck. “Echo, you are really drunk, aren’t you?” she said helping me up. “Ah well, it doesn’t matter. Something is wrong and I need your help.” I slowly got up. I suddenly felt a lot more sober after hearing the tone in her voice.
“What’s going on?” I said. My mind was still too fucked up to think of something that could be wrong. Ally sighed and she didn’t seem like she still didn’t really believe it herself when she said: “Vanna accidently married Jaime while she was drunk.”
*
After we had searched with a big group of people for Vanna and Jaime, we decided to go back to the busses. Maybe they had gone back to do whatever. Luckily when we got back we found Vanna lying in her bunk, asleep with her short, white wedding dress still on. I couldn’t believe this actually happened. I had heard before about people who accidently got married when they were drunk, but I never expected it to happen so close to me.
And with Jaime? How did she get so drunk to marry him out of all people? She hated him!
A few seconds later we got a text message from Vic that Jaime was in his bunk too. Well, at least that meant that they didn’t sleep with each other. It was one less thing we had to explain to Vanna when she woke up next morning. How the fuck were we going to explain this to her? The girls and I then decided to sit and wait until she woke up. Practically because it was no use for us to sleep anymore anyway. It was seven o’clock by then and at eight we started driving again. We would arrive in Irvine around ten and we had to perform again at twelve. Besides, we wanted to be there when she woke up. She needed her friends when she heard this. Around nine o’clock Vanna started stirring so we all surrounded her bunk when she woke up. She squinted her eyes at the amount of light that came through the curtains and used one hand to cover them. Yup, she was definitely hungover. Granted, I didn’t feel that good myself, but it didn’t came even close to how hungover Vanna was. Her face was pale, her clothes we wrinkled and her voice was raspy when she spoke.
“Where am I?” she asked us.
“You are in the bus, Vivi.” Ally said caring and she took Vanna’s hand in hers. “We’re on our way to Irvine right now.” “What? But the last thing I remember is sabotaging Pierce’s set in Las Vegas.” She said slowly before realizing something. “Las Vegas…We went out and I got hammered, right? That’s why I can’t remember it. God, I must’ve drunk loads. My head is pounding.” She dragged both her hands over her face.
“Uhm yeah, Vanna something happened when we went out and you need to know.” Shannon said. She sounded serious, which was a sound I hadn’t heard in her voice yet. “Vanna, I know this sounds weird, but you kind of accidently married Jaime Preciado when you were drunk…” Vanna looked at Shannon for a while until her words set in and then she busted out in laughter. I totally got why she didn’t believe her, it sounded absolutely insane and the fact that Shannon was the one telling her didn’t help either.
“Wow, Shannon. That’s very funny, but-“ Vanna stopped talking when she noticed the white, lace dress she was wearing. She let her hands glide over it. “Is this a prank or something?” she asked with one eyebrow up. She still didn’t really believe it herself, but I saw a spark of worry. I shook my head.
“I promise you it isn’t. Look at your hand.” I said and I beamed my head to her right hand. She held it up to see it and moved her left hand over her mouth when she saw the silvery ring. It was actually a really beautiful ring, I had no idea where she got it from in such short time. Before she could say something, Ally’s phone rang and we all saw that it was Vic calling. She answered the call and put it on speaker.
“Vic, has Jaime woken up yet? Vanna just did and she doesn’t remember anything.” Ally said, her voice filled with worry. We heard Vic sigh on the other end of the line. “
Same here, Jaime woke up a couple of minutes ago. I guess we won’t know how this has happened until one of them has a flashback. He still doesn’t really believe us. Believe me, if it weren’t for our reputation, we would have laughed at him, but we just can’t have this right now.” He said and I noticed that he sounded tired. He probably hadn’t slept either.
“Same goes for us, Vic. We’re just starting to build up a small fan base. We can lose everything because of this.” Ally said and I got a little scared at her words. I didn’t want to lose what we had.
“Wait. Wait. Wait!” Vanna suddenly said. “You guys mean that this isn’t a fucking joke?! This actually happened?!” Shannon looked a little annoyed with her.
“Yes, we saw you get married ourselves.” She groaned. Vanna was suddenly straight up in bed and she looked at us with rage. “
WHY THE FUCK DIDN’T YOU GUYS STOP IT?!” she screamed, stressed out. She moved her hands in her hair and tugged at it.
“We would’ve if we could’ve.” Vic mumbled from the other side of the line. “You guys were married before we could get to the stage. But we have another problem right here.”
“What could possibly be more wrong?!” Vanna asked and she let her arms fall on the bed. “God, I’m going to kill that ass hole!”
“Well, Mike can’t seem to stop throwing up at the moment. I guess the amount of drinks he had, have made him sick. It’s weird, because Jaime was way more drunk than him, but he looks really sick, guys. He can’t go on stage with us like this. We need a replacement.” He said.
“I can do it.” Shannon said. “Your set is after ours and I think I can drum most of the songs in your set. I can look over the ones I don’t know right now.” She looked excited and I definitely understood. Playing with a big band like Pierce the Veil was a dream of a lot of musicians.
“Yeah, I was thinking that too. You are practically the best drummer I know that didn’t drink at all tonight. That’s why I called, actually.” Vic said. “Well, then I’ll see you this afternoon. I’ll call when Mike feels better, but I don’t think that will happen.” And with that he hung up. Leaving us in silence, realizing what had happened in the last twenty-four hours. Everything had changed.


Vanna-

Holy fucking cow. No. No.
This is really freaking happening. I seriously didn't wake up in a white dress and a stupid wedding ring on my finger, this is just a prank with the girls and the others. Yeah, maybe just a full on prank. Ugh. This headache is gonna be the death of me.
“VANNA!” I groan and put the blanket over my head once again when I hear Kevin screaming. “Can you explain to me how the hell you end up getting married in Vegas?!” Well there goes the full on prank theory. If Kevin was this furious , it must be true.
“I don't remember.” I mumble, in all honesty. “I really can't. Do we have Advil?” I look at Kevin, and stare into his eyes. His mad expression softened and he sighs.
“we do.”
“ good cause I'm gonna need the whole fucking bottle after today.” He chuckles while shaking his head. I stand up once again and he looks at my hand.
“that's one pretty ring.” I look at my hand again and stare at the ring for a good minute. It sure was beautiful, but it wasn't for me and I didn't want it. “Vanna, I know this is a huge mistake and we can get divorce papers and…..”
“I need to talk to Jaime…” He looks at me surprised “Kevin, the girls are right. This is gonna change everything for us. Fans are gonna think I married this guy for more fame..It's not true, I don't even like him. I ruined everything for us.” He doesn't say anything cause he knows it's the truth.
“Come on, you have a show to perform, and Shannon is playing for Pierce.”
“wow. The in laws getting along already.” I mumble and Kevin chuckles.
“It's a good thing. Now promise me you'll try to work things out with Jaime. Talk about plan B or you two continue this marriage.” I roll my eyes. Out of every single attractive band member in this tour, I just had to end up marrying the one I hate. Lucky me. “Now go get ready. Your guitar is checked and you just need to go. I suggest you don't play with that ring on.” I nod. He walks out of the bunk area and I change into my outfit of the day. I rush through the bunks, grab the Advil's and a water and run towards the stage. Everybody waved and I couldn't stop.
“Vanna!” I stop running when I heard Ally’s surprised voice. “You okay?” I nod and slide off the ring, putting it in my pocket.
"let's do this.” I say, as I out the guitar strap over my shoulder. They all nod and our signal is given.
“what's up Irvine!!” Ally yells and makes the crowd scream, I put my hand cupping my ear and they scream louder. “It's good to be back in California! I wanna hear you guys loud, Let's goo!” and our set starts. Even though the pounding of my head got worse and worse, eventually the Advil kicked in and it was gone. I played like there was no fucking tomorrow, I took out my rage and my sadness in this set. I sang along when I could, letting me forget what I was dealing with. “THANK YOU!” I finish my part and the crowd cheers. I smile at my bandmates and they gave me a wide smile back. Great set. Great. We run off stage and I stop as I see him standing by the small staircase.
“Hey Vivi!” Vic says, giving me a small hug. “How you feeling?”.
“Emotional, but after that set. I feel great.” He smiles widely and there was a sound of someone throwing up.
“Pierce. You're up next. Come on.” They all nod and walk to the side stage. Shannon jumps up and down, excited for this opportunity. I would too, but I wouldn't share the stage with that guy, not anymore.
"So Mike is vomiting his guts out.” Vic says, and that was a signal to make Mike throw up again. Their techs go see how he was. “So we have a great drummer joining us today, come out Shannon!” Shannon runs to the stage, gets behind the drum set and they begin their set. Mike had stopped throwing up and he sat there, watching Shannon rule the drums like always. I head banged slightly and smiled to see my best friend live her dream. Ally and Echo are singing along, looking at the boys.
“So, Mrs. Preciado.” Mike says, standing next to me.
“Mike.. Please… don't even.”
"It was crazy, I'll tell you that much.” I sigh. “You seem really sad instead of hungover.”
“I'm emotional, Mike. I got married to that guy you have as a friend. Someone who didn't even respect me when we first met.”
“Jaime is just a weird guy.” I scoff, making Mike smile. “He was as shocked as you were. Those rings are obviously not dollar ones, you guys barely met, you want to kill each other and you two end up getting married in front of a ton of people” I cringe.
“I fucking hate this. I ruined everything for me and you.” I pause and clear my throat. “When they're done, tell Jaime I need to talk to him. I'm going back to the bus.” I say softly and sighed.
***
"You have meet and greets” Leon says as he sits next to me. I shrug and continue to eat a bag of chips I had gotten my hands on. There was a knock on the door. I stand up and open the door. I look up and roll my eyes.
“What?”
“you said you wanted to talk to me.” I nod and move to side so he can enter the bus. “Hey… you are?” Jaime asks Leon.
“Leon, and I will be at the back watching a movie.” Leon gives me an encouraging hug and walks to his bunk.
“Want anything?” I ask him, he simply shakes his head. I nod and sit back down where I was.
"Vanna…”
"Jaime. I need that divorce.”
“Vanna…”
“No listen to me. I can't live like I want this to be true. In all honesty I hate that I have to be lawfully married to the man who makes me want to kill him every time he speaks. That's not the marriage I wanted for me ever. You have a large fan base that will start shit and it'll ruin what the girls and I have been working for many years.” I look down at the ring that was placed in my finger again.
“I'm sorry.. This shouldn't have happened, we got carried away and we both made this drunken mistake don't blame this all on me!” He yelled. “YOU SAID YES!”
“I WAS FUCKING DRUNK!” I yelled back at him, tears running down my eyes. No Vanna. Don't cry! You weak fuck!
“I FUCKING HATE YOU JAIME PRECIADO. WHY THE FUCK WILL I EVER MARRY YOU?!” Jaime's eyes go wide and I wipe my tears away.
“Now… for the fucking press, we are gonna be one big happy marriage.” he begins to say.
“Jaime.. No.”
“and we will work getting those papers. 3 months time and we are living our lives again. You probably got me to marry you just so your pity little band can grow a bigger fan base.” I gasped. No he fucking didn't. “If it weren't for Mike getting sick, for Alex taking your bassist to you, if your band wasn't invited to Warped.. None of this wouldn't have happened”
“If you didn't come into my life and being a fucking ASSHOLE since the start then maybe this would've been hilarious! But no! You're a fucking douche who thinks the entire world turns only in your band!”
“Listen here little merch… “ My hand collides with his cheek, my blood boiling in anger and my eyes burning from the tears that blurred my vision
“Get out. I don't want to see you.” He laughs.
“That's gonna be a problem.”
“I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT,JAIME!”
“I'll see you later… . Wifey.” I push him out of the bus and slam the door close. I grab a sofa pillow, and place it on my face, screaming and sobbing.
I want to go home.

Notes

Hey hey hey!!
It's Kenia, coming to you from the dead xD (No band name pun intended) . Things just went downhill for Vanna and possible even the entire band.
How?
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Thanks for reading!
-Alejandra,Shannon,Nicky and I.