Cant Wait Another Day || M.C.

Part 13

After I calmly left the dressing room, trying my damnedest not to let any of the guys know what's wrong. I take off in a full sprint toward the exit near where our busses were parked. I was doing pretty well until I slammed right into Calum who was braced and waiting for me to run by I'm pretty sure. I tried to get out of his grip, but he's way stronger than any guy I've ever experience. He pulls me into a corner of the room to talk privately.

"Not fucking now Calum." I tell him, trying to get away again.

"Yes, fucking now. What the hell happened between you and Johnny?!" He demanded. "Did he hit you?" He whispered and I looked at him in shock.

"Johnny would never hit me. Now I have to go." I say, frustrated and shutting down.

"Then you wanna explain those hand print bruises on your wrists?" He asks and I look down. Sure enough, bruises are there. I sigh, having no idea how I'm going to cover those up tomorrow.

"Listen, Johnny was drunker than I have ever seen him in my life tonight and now he's missing. So if you want to grill me on something that you have no right to interfere with then go right ahead, but do it after I find him." I scold him, making it clear that I'm in a hurry.

"At least take my hoodie. There are going to be people out there and I don't want them to see... those." He says, motioning to my wrists. I thank him quietly and pull the sweatshirt on as I continue toward the busses.

Sure enough when I got outside there were loads of screaming girls. They were screaming my name and asking for pictures. Knowing I can't walk past them if I don't want to have to explain myself later, I walk up and take a few pictures. Unfortunately, they all want pictures. Luckily, Calum comes out with Michael a few seconds later and the girl's start screaming. Suddenly it's like I don't exist and I shoot them both a thankful look. I run down the sidewalk to the back of the building and see the busses. I get to ours and go for the door handle, begging god to have Johnny be in there. I open the door, walk up the stairs, and close the bus door behind me. I get into the living area of the bus and it's eerily dark and quiet.

"Johnny I swear to god if you're not in here?" I ask as I approach the door to our bedroom. It swings wide open and Johnny is standing there. Looking like a goddamn mess.

"Sheena. Oh my god, Sheena." He says, walking over to me in about 2 steps and pulling me into a hug. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so, so, so sorry." He whispers, crying into my shoulder. I've seen Johnny cry a total of 2 times in our entire relationship. Once when he broke a finger and the doctor told him he might not ever be able to play guitar again, and the other time was when his mom died a few years ago. I could tell that he was a bit more sober than the last time I saw him, which made me ease up a bit. He continued to cry and I pulled him into our room so that the guys wouldn't see him like this if they were to come into the bus. I didn't want to have to explain tonight's events. I pulled us both onto the bed where I made him put his head in my lap as I played with his hair. I tried to shush him as he continued to sob and whisper how sorry he was in-between.

"It's okay Johnny... I know you didn't mean it. I forgive you. Now go to sleep." I whispered as I continued to play with his hair until he fell asleep.

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Calum's POV

"Michael. Come here." I say, pulling Michael to the side. He gives me a weird look but follows anyway.

"What do you want, Cal?" Michael asks and I shush him to be quiet. He gives me another weird look, eyes now full of concern. I know I probably shouldn't be doing, but I had to tell someone about what happened between Sheena and Johnny last night. Even though I don't really know what happened, I know for a fact that it was something bad. I thought about going Lou or Ian, but sometime I think they're just as intimidated by Johnny as the rest of us. I feel like after last night, now I see why. He wasn't a good guy.