A Wicked Game to Play (Ricky Horror)

Just A Dream

My eyes shot opened as my breathing became heavy. I placed my hand over my fast beating heart. My lips were slighty aparted to help me breathe a little easier.

It's not real Ricky, it was just a dream. The images of my suicide attempt replayed in my head.

"Rick, are you okay?" I heard Chris say before the curtain of my bunk was pulled back. "Yea, I'm fine," I said as I rubbed my hands over my face, with my breathing now getting back to normal.

"Okay well, we're a few hours away from home," he said as he went back to the mini living room. The uneasy feeling that I have been getting as of lately is taking it's toll on me.

A reoccurring of my suicide attempt has been bugging me lately. I don't want to kill myself. For Lucifer's sake I'm the happiest I have been in years.  I have friends and family that love and support me dearly, so why do I keep dreaming about my dark past?

I rarely get any sleep while we're on tour and now if the only sleep I get contains nightmares, I might die from the lack of sleep.

Hopefully this is just a passing thing but I am finally going home! I finally get to spend some time with Dexter and Luna, my cats.

Allie, Ryan's girlfriend, usely takes care of them while we're away.

The uneasy feeling finally flushed out of me so I deicided I would see what the guys were doing in the living room. I hopped out of my bunk and walked over to the living room.

I saw that Ryan was on his phone along with Ghost. Chris was on his laptop and poor little Balz was asleep on the couch. He would become my latest victim.

I quietly walked over to him with a mischievous smirk on my face. All the guys looked carefully at me as I stood in front of Balz. Without second thought I jumped on top of him.

He made an ''oof''  sound before he threw me off of him. "Rick, you're a bag of dicks," he groaned. Laughter arose as Balz just growled. "I will throw you out the window" he said playfully.

"Ugh please don't, we need our guitarist. Bad enough we don't have a drummer yet. Give us some time to find a replacement before you throw Rick out the window," Chris said with a smile.

"Wait, when did w agree on throwing Ricky out the window?" I exclaimed.

I enjoy many things, but being thrown of a window of a moving bus was not one of them.

"Well fine then, all in favor of throwing Rick out the window say I" Ryan said, followed by many I's. Even Josh, our tour manager who was all the way in the back of the bus said l.

"Well I do not agree on throwing Ricky out the window," I said with a pout. "Sorry Rick, six against one," Ryan said shurgging his shoulders.

They all laughed which made my pout disapper and turn into a smile followed by my own laughter.  "Oh hey, Ryan and Robyn are threwing a welcome back party so we're partying tonight," Balz said.

Ugh, as much as I don't want to go, I knew Ryan or Balz would drag me to this party thing. 

It wasn't like I wanted to disrespect Balz's girlfriend or cousin by not going to this party, but I don't feel in the party mood. Both Ryan and Robyn worked hard to put these parties together so it would be wrong of me not to go, right?

"Alright, but first I have to return to my chambers and recive my cats from Allie," I said. 
"Okay the pary won't start until 10:31 so you will have more then enough time," Balz stated.

It was only 7 p.m. and we would probably get to Scranton around 9 so I have some time to spare.

Author's note: I hope you guys enjoy the first two chapters. The next chapter you will be introduce to Ivory so stay tune! - HouseOfTerror <666