Cupid Carries A Gun ✔

23. chapter

Two weaks later

Lara's POV :

We're touring already two weaks!
And it's amazing!
I met some nice fans...it's just so fun.
We were heading to Paris and i was really excited!
I always wanted to see Paris!
And Brian promised me, that we'll see the whole city!
But he was serious this time.

"Are you happy?" Brian asked me stroking my hair, because i was lying on his lap.
"Fucking happy. We'll be in Paris in a few minutes! I could just dream about something like that in the past!" i turned to face him.
"I'm happy it's making you happy." he smirked.
"Mmm, love you, bunny." i smiled.
"You know i love you too, kitten." he said caressingly.
"I'll buy you croissant with delicious red wine..." he said with cuddly voice.
"Sounds so amazing." i sighed.
"It will be." he blinked and then bus stopped.

I was standing on the left side like everytime watching the concert.
He was unbelievable. Like always.
"A pill that make you numb, a pill that make you dumb, a pill that make you anybody else. But all the drugs in this world, won't save her from herself!" i was singing last song Coma White.
This song always make my eyes go wet.

"Thank you." you said for the last time and then leaved to backstage.
"Bunnyy, it was propably your best performance on this tour." i complimented.

"You are saying this after every single concert." he laughed.

"Because every concert is better and better." i defended myself.
"Okay, hun." he smiled and leaned in for kiss.
I spliced out tongues together, and he held me for my waist.
"Stop licking your faces. You have to do meet&greet." Tyler smirked.
"Shut uuup." Brian looked at him accusingly.
"Go." i smiled at him and pushed him onwards to Tyler.

I was too bored, so i went to bus where others were.
"Hi, guys. Can i?" i smiled at them.
"Sure." they said uninamous.
"Wanna a beer?" Gil asked.
"Why not?" i grabbed last unopened bottle of bear.
"Rebel!" Paul said with laughture, propably already drunk and i laughed too.
"What are you talking about?" i sat on chair.
But everyone was quiet.
"Is it a secret?" i felt awkward.
"Actualy, we think you should know it." Gil started.
"What is it about?" i wanted them to finally tell me.

"That night in Berlin, when we were doinf interview, we went to a bar after it." Tyler told.
"And?" i know, that that night Brian came drunk, so he confessed they were in bar.
"He...he slept with some girl." Jeordie told.
"No, that's bullshit." i shook my head.
I didn't believe it.
Or i didn't want to?

"I am sorry, Lara. He doesn't remember that night, so we told him what happend. He was really...really disaplointed and angry at himself." Jeordie tried to defend him.
"But he made everything even worse, when he was quiet and didn't tell Lara." Paul joined conversation.
"I...i'm sorry." i apologized and went back to my bus.

You can't imagine that pain i felt!
So much pain!
How could he do something like that?
Then i started crying.
How could he? After everything we cane thru together?
Okay, maybe it was the alcohol, but anyways...
Even if i would be drunk like an idiot, i wouldn't sleep with anyone!!

After a few minutes Brian came back with smile.
"Hi, baby." he wanted to give me a kiss, but i dodged.
"What is it? Did something happen?" he asked.
"Yes, Brian. Something happend. And you know what happend? That you cheated on me." i stood up.
He seemed to be not be surprised, but i saw tears in his eyes.
"L-lara, i...i regret it so much, you know i wouldn't do anything like that, if i would be sober..." he disgorged excused.
"Hmmm, okay. So everytime you will be drunk, you'll cheat on me, right? It hurts so much, Brian." i started crying again.
"I know...i know, honey..."
"Don't call me honey! Not anymore." i turned away from him and started packing my things to bag.

"No, Lara, please, no. Don't leave me." he got into my way and started unpacking.
"Brian, i've got anough! I wish i would just die in that hospital. It would be way pleasanter!" i yelled at him.
"No, don't say anything like that. I love you so much, more than my fucking life, please give me another chance." he sobbed.
"Do you hear yourself? You were begging me on your knees in hospital to give you last chance. I gave it to you. And it was last chance. That was what you wanted, am i right?!" i packed my last t-shirt and i was on my way to leave.
"I know, i know, love. But please, don't leave. I won't make it without you." his tears were like a waterfall.
"You almost got me killed, broke my heart. What would be next?" i whispered. I knew how much he hated just thinking about that night when i had a car accident, so i knew these words will really hurt him.
That's why i said it.

"Lara, please." he took my hand, but i dodged.
"Bye, Manson." then i ran out from bus on street.
I heard him calling for me.
I looked back and he was running trying to catch me up.
But i was too fast for him.

Marilyn's POV :

I stopped running when i lost her track.
"Fuck!" i screamed.
That couldn't happen. Just no!
She didn't leave me. She didn't.
Divorce with Dita totally destroyed me, but this?
No, no, no, no.

Now she's somewhere in Paris.
Alone. Totally alone.
I am an frickin' idiot!
Then i felt someone's hand on my sholder.
It was Jeordie.
"You told her, don't you?" i turned to face him.
"Brian..." he started.
"She leaved me!" i thrusted him.
"It was your fault, Marilyn! You slept with that girl, not me! Maybe you deserve it!" he yelled at me.
That fact made me so angry!
"I have to find her. She is alone in Paris...i..." i was little bit scared too.

"Marilyn, i don't think it's a good idea. We should go back." he told me.
"Fuck off."
"Marilyn, i am serious. You can't do anything now." he said with strict voice.
"Fine." i knew he was right.

I slammed door behind me and started throwing everything on floor.
Vases, clothes, guitars...
"I am such an idiot." i was crying again.
She left me.
She left me.

Sorry, it was a little bit shorter chapter.
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