“What the fuck cunt?! You’re not leaving me! “Danny screamed as he brought his hand back to hit me again. The places on my face where his rings previously made contact stung. I knew I’d have bruises later; I braced myself for the next hit, when I was abruptly pulled away by strong arms. I was pressed against a warm strangers body and my knees gave out, my heart was accelerating to much I’ll likely not be conscious much longer. Looking up I saw the person who saved me was Ricky Horror from motionless in white, it looked like he was yelling but I had hardly noticed. 2 figures ran up and pushed at Danny getting him to leave. Ricky was talking but I couldn’t tell what he said all I could do was let out in barely more than a whisper “don’t go” and I was out cold.
I woke up several hours later in an unfamiliar place with a strange person asleep in a chair next to me, long black hair covering his face. Events of before came back slowly the sleeping figure must be Ricky, so I must be in Ricky’s bunk... on the motionless in white bus. Sitting up I noticed I wasn’t wearing my blue lopro vans and I wasn’t wearing my sex pistols tank top, instead I was wearing my torn black skinnys and a black v neck that was a bit too big for me, and defiantly not mine. I leaned over and put my hand on his chest. Ricky woke up in shock, and tipped the chair over. I couldn’t help but laugh at him with a confused look on the floor “hey, come on don’t laugh you scared the shit out of me” he whined with a smile forming on the edge of his mouth “sorry Ricky” I said suppressing my last few giggles “so you know me? Well that’s good I think… but I don’t know who you are still...” “Oh sorry I’m Kennedy, Kennedy Dead. And when did I change clothes?” “I…umm… yours had dirt and junk on them so I… uh put a new shirt on… I didn’t see anything though I swear!” his cheeks turning a bright crimson I let out a giggle and said “its fine I trust you, and thanks for the shirt” “no problem” he said looking slightly uncomfortable. Suddenly a slightly puzzled look crossed his face “so question what was up with angry boy?” my face fell slightly “I have a weak heart and Marfans syndrome so I pass out if I get over stressed and sometimes have to be hospitalized so my heart can be checked. I’ve had 12 surgeries on it so far but I’m still prone to passing out like you saw. Well anyways uh I had an episode and when I woke up Danny was cheating on me with some girl and I had been set in a corner like a rag doll.” I recounted with tears threatening at the edge of my eyes. Ricky’s calloused hands reached forward and brushed the edges of my eyes “hey don’t cry hes a douche and if it makes you feel better Kuza punched him in the face…” “I’m sorry I’ve been a bother I’ll go “ “no you don’t have to go, I mean we have a long time before the show starts you should hang with us until then”
