Bleach It Black: A BVB & AA Fan Fiction

Dear Insanity

~Dear Insanity~

Izzi's P.O.V

A sharp bolt of pain brought me back to reality. “OOOWWWWW! What the fuck was that for?!” I spluttered incredulously towards my attacker, who happened to be Rey.

“Did you really want your first impression on Asking Alexandria to be of you passed out on the ground?” he questioned calmly.

“No, but how do you know we're getting picked up my AA?” I stammered, confused. Beside me, Jayme was rubbing her cheek, which had a nice red hand print across it. I assumed she had been just as rudely awakened as I had.

“Oh, no reason. Just because they told us that they had been told to. They're in the other room over there,” Rey said, pointing in the general direction of the waiting room and smiling.

My jaw dropped. “w-w-what? How long have they been here?” I asked, scratching my head.

“Ummm, about ten minutes.” Rey said.

Jayme scrambled to her feet and I followed suit. “Why didn't anyone tell me?!” I shouted. “Oh, by the way,” I looked at Rey, “you are so lucky that I was surprised, other wise you'd be flat on your ass right now for hitting me.”

He just shrugged and smiled. I rolled my eyes and headed for the waiting room, Jayme trailing behind me like always.

I walked into the waiting room and came face to face with Ben Bruce, lead guitarist of Asking Alexandria. “Well hello there doll, you want a ride on my bus?” he asked.

I rolled my eyes, “wow Ben, hitting on me before you even know my name. Have you no shame?” I chastised playfully, “and aren't the pick-up rules different with other musicians?” I asked as I pushed past him.

“No, not really.” Ben said with a smirk, “What do ya say, wanna ride?” he winked at me. Across the room I could see Damon shooting a death glare at Ben.

“I'm not that type of girl Ben Bruce, but I would be happy if you would be so kind as to give me and my band lift to the music festival! Please and thank you!” I patted the top of Ben's head, smiling wickedly. He looked appalled that someone would turn him down. Damn, that boy was so full of himself,though I'll admit it's for good reason. He's definitely one sexy beast. No doubt about it.

“Brilliant!” shouted a very famous voice. Danny Worsnop. I turned toward him as he walked this way, clapping and grinning like a goofball. He wore dark blue skinny jeans and a white t-shirt under a maroon hoodie. “Absolutely brilliant! Someone finally turned down Ben “the whore” Bruce! Bravo my dear lady!” Danny continued.

I just stared at Danny, slightly awestruck. He was my vocalist hero. And a pretty good guy despite his whoring about. I mean seriously, besides Ben, I didn't know anyone who was more perverted than him. But that didn't mean he wasn't a beast of a vocalist. That man had a set of lungs... no joke! I mentally slapped myself back to reality. “oh, um thanks?” I raised an eyebrow questioningly. “I didn't realize it made me a hero.” I joked.

“Anyone who can shock Ben like that is a hero to me!” James cut into the conversation, throwing an arm around me. Damon chose that moment to make his grand entrance... because of which I face-palmed. Damn my possessive boyfriend. “I hate to break up this little party,” he snarled, “but we're going to be late.” he looked pointedly at James, then to James' arm around me, and back to James again, “get your hands off my girl.” at that I rolled my eyes and grabbed James' arm when he started to pull away.

I leveled a glare at Damon and said, “I'm a big girl and I can make my own decisions, thank you. You should stop acting like such a douche. I don't know how you're feeling, but I'm meeting my biggest idols right now, having a splendid time, and your ego is about to ruin the whole bloody thing! Don't be such a dick all the time Damon!” I was yelling by the end of my monologue. Everyone was dead silent with wide eyes focused on me, everyone including all of the goofballs that make up Asking Alexandria. “Fuck.” I said and exited the waiting room, heading for the van where all of my things were waiting for me. I was so pissed at Damon for pulling this shit now of all times. He knew what AA meant to me. Wiping away my tears angrily, I grabbed my acoustic guitar and started furiously playing the song Someone Somewhere, by AA. My fingers flew across the frets as I strummed the strings angrily, tears pouring down my face. But these were tears of frustration and anger. I lost myself in the music. A voice startled me out of my trance.

“Well, I know who to call if I can't play...” Ben said with a sad smile. I abruptly stopped playing, embarrassed to be caught in this emotional state. I was almost always calm and collected. I was the girl that guys ran screaming if I even so much as glared in their direction, and for good reason. People did NOT fuck with Izzi. It was a known rule.

Fumbling with my guitar, trying to hastily put it away and discreetly wipe the wetness from my face at the same time. Ben caught my hand on the guitar, stopping my futile efforts, and took the instrument from my shaky hands. He readjusted the guitar and picked up on the song exactly where I had stopped; finishing it out.\

“Thanks,” I mumbled.

“For what?” he asked a slightly confused smile playing at his lips.

I gestured toward him in general, “for following me out here, for the compliment, hell, for picking up my band and bringing us to our first big tour.” I looked down at my hands that were resting in my lap. “for being in my favorite band, being one of my idols. Take your pick.” I laughed unenthusiastically. I got up and grabbed my suitcase and duffle-bag and made my way to the AA tour bus. Ben caught up with me, my acoustic still in his hand. I stopped at the door and waited patiently. He was just looking at me, waiting for I don't know what. I cleared my throat and nodded towards the door and he finally understood my unspoken request and opened the door.

“Sorry,” he apologized sheepishly. I didn't really understand why, I mean, he's Ben Bruce. I shrugged it off as I clambered up the stairs, slipping and almost starting an avalanche of my stuff. Ben quickly set my guitar down and helped me load my luggage.

“you can just put it anywhere.” he told me, putting his burden down near the bunk hallway. He ruffled his hair, nervously. “well I guess you can wait here and I'll go get everyone else so we can be on our way...” he trailed off.

“Yeah,” I sighed, “that would probably be for the best.”

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Wow guys I am so sorry that I took this long to upload. O.O I feel so terrible for all of you. By the way, I'm going to try and do a double update to make up for all of the unfulfilled promises... ugh I am SOOOOO SORRRYYY!!!!! and I know it seems like something's gonna happen between Izzi and Ben, but its not, at least I don't think so... or do I? You never really know ya know? :P ok, now I'm just being a punk! ;D anywhoser... hope you guys liked it! Comment and vote! And to all of you new fans, thanks so much for your support!! I'm sorry again to everyone!!