I lay on the couch on our tourbus. I was feeling a bit tour bus sick/car sick. I had my earbuds in and was blasting NeverShoutNever songs in my ears. I sighed and shut my eyes and soon fell asleep.
"Brooookkeeellllleeee!" My best friend Sandra yelled jumping on me.
"San, I feel about as great as I look, so uh get off!" I groaned.
"Fine, I can see I am not wanted here." She muttered walking off. I groaned and rolled off the couch.
"What's wrong with you?" Asked our drummer Ian.
"I'm sick of this tour bus!"
"Well we have quite a few more months."
"Please stop saying that," I whined.
"The truth hurts." He said smiling and walking away.
I lay on the ground my head was killing me and I was all sweaty. Ew I hope I wasn't like seriously sick. I heard yelling and saw Andy and Jinx run out of the kitchen.
"Hey uh Ella why ya laying on the ground?" Andy asked standing over me.
"I think I'm sick." He placed a hand on my head.
"Whoa your head is like burning up." He said.
"I know. I feel awful."
"You sound awful." Jinx muttered.
"No bullying Jinxypoo!" I said standing up. Andy pulled my earbuds out of my ears and put them in his own.
He started to bob his head and jump around. I laughed because I knew he was most likely listening to some really loserish band. Then me and Jinx started rolling when he started to sing "True Friend" by Hannah Montana.
"Oh dear Andy that's a no no." I said laughing. Then he started screamoing it.
"Whoa Andrew that is not okay!" Sunny said walking into the living room with Chris(Drew).
"Why not?" He whined.
"Because we said." I said and walked to my bunk laying down. My phone started to vibrate.
"Hello?"
"Baby."
"Oh hey Oli."
"How are you, love?"
"Sick."
"Oh I'm sorry." He said, I smiled.
"Thanks. How's the show?"
"It went well. Lots of fan girls."
"Ugh I'm so jealous."
"I'm coming to your show tonight."
"YES!"
"Does that make you happy?"
"Of course. I haven't seen you for like 1 whole month!"
"Haha, well I'm about to go on stage. Love you."
"I love you too bye."
We hung up. I smiled and clutched my phone to my chest. He's coming to watch me perform! I put my earbuds in and headbanged to some random rock songs. Suddenly a pair of hands came under my curtain and started tickling me.
"S-stop... p-please!" I pleaded still laughing. Ashley stuck his head under the curtain and smiled.
"Oh all right!"
"How are you Ashley?"
"I'm good. How are you Brookelle?"
"I'm amazing... But you already knew that of course."
"Of course." He said grinning.
"I'll see you later, bud!" He said and walked off. I was once again wrapped in darkness. My shoe strings glow in the dark. Me and Andy found them in Hot Topic and just had to buy them. He has some too!
I hopped off my bunk and walked into the bathroom. I coated my sky blue eyes in black liner and some glittery eye shadow. Then I spiked my black hair and stared at myself. Tomorrow I was going to get snakebites. The next day I had a concert. I hope this works out okay.
"Brookiee Brookiee!" I heard my brother yelling.
"Asheelyy Ashleeyy!" I sang back.
"Hey there you are!" He said turning the corner as I was walking out of the bathroom.
"Here I am! Like magic!" I said throwing my arms up.
"Hey would you like to go get your snakebites now!" I smiled.
"Yes!" I yelled.
"Then let's do this thing!" We ran off the bus and into the shop.
Ashley helped me fill out some papers and then the creeper dude was leading me into some weird room. I was in two words: creeped out. I made Andy and Ash hold my hands.
"Now now it's not that bad." Andy said.
"I. Hate. Needles." I said.
"Right, I forgot." He muttered.
"Brookelle, I swear if you break my hand and cripple me from playing the guitar I will cripple your voice." I grabbed my throat.
"Uhh Andy I'll just break your hand, kay?" I inquired turning to face him.
"That's totally fine with me." He said smiling lightly.
The creepy dude came back and told me all this shit about cleaning the peircing. Andy said he's help me out. Then he told me about swelling and how to keep it down. I actually payed attention to that. Then he whipped out the needles. These needles were massive. Andy patted my hand.
"It'll be okay, I promise." He whispered.
I shut my eyes tight, I felt the needle peirce my skin and I had to refrain from screaming. I squeezed Andy's hand.
"It's almost over, I promise." He cooed in my ear soothingly. I nodded.
"It's over." The creepy dude announced.
"Would you like to look at it?" He question. I shook my head quickly.
"Alright, you can go miss. Wait a second," I opened my eyes standing and looking at the man, "I know you." He exclaimed.
"Really?"
"Yeah your in that band... Screaming Suicidal Scene Girls. My daughter loves your work." I smiled.
"Well if you give me a peice of paper I will gladly write her a note." I wrote her a note and thanked the man then walked to the bus. My lip was like throbbing. I walked into the kitchen and got some tylenol and took some.
"Do hugs not drugs." Ian said coming into the kitchen, I flipped him off.
"I prefer drugs. I am a rockstar afterall." I said smiling.
"Whoa, you got your snakebites.'' Ian said smiling.
"Yeah, and I think I broke Andy's hand too." I said laughing lightly.
"How nice of your Ella." He said sarcastically.
"I am just a fucking sweetheart!" I said cheerily and walked into the living room.
"Hey Scout!" I said sitting on the couch beside her.
"Hey Brooke!"
"How are you?" I inquired.
"Fabulous!"
"Great!"
"How are yooou?"
"Just a litte bit amazing!"
"That's good! I heard Oli was coming to your show."
"Yeah, I'm just a lot excited."
"Good."
"Hey Andrew!" I said cheerily. He looked a bit upset.
"Scout, can I talk to you in the kitchen?" He asked she nodded and they walked into the kitchen. I looked at Chance and we ran to the bathroom and shut the door pressing our ears up against the door.
"Damn Chance we can't hear!" I whisper yelled. He shrugged.
"Oh well." He shrugged. I shrugged and walked into the living room. I still felt bad. My phone started vibrating.
I let it go to voicemail because a sudden wave of nausea sent me to the bathroom barfing.
"That's fucking sick!" I said. I brushed my teeth and walked back out to see a crying Scout and a crying Andy.
I looked at them and then walked into some random closet. I don't know why I picked a closet but I did. I sat on the floor. My head was throbbing and my lip was throbbing and my tummy was throbbing. Tears started running down my cheeks and I curled up in a ball and started crying.
"Brooke, is that you?" I heard Andy ask. I stayed quiet covering my mouth. The door opened and there stood Andy. He knelt down beside me.
"Hey hey why are you crying?" He asked stroking my hair.
"Everything hurts. My head, my lip, my belly. I-it just hurts so much, Andy." I whispered the last part. He pulled me into his lap. He shut the door and we sat on the closet floor both of us crying. At some point we both fell asleep crying, and when I woke up the next morning I was on the floor beside Andy.
I sat up rubbing my eyes which were black. My phone said like tons of shit I just deleted it all. Andy stirred and looked over at me his blue eyes wide. Then he had a huge grin on his face.
"Brooke, can I tell you something?" I nodded.
"Anything."
"I think I'm in love with you." I froze. I didn't like Andy like that. He was cool and everything but we were just friends.
"And, I j-just don't think of you like that. I love Oli. Andy, I'm really sorry." I said when he turned his face away. I put a hand on his cheek.
"Andy."
"Andrew Dennis Biersack." He turned his head towards me.
"Please don't do that. Don't be sad." I wrapped my arms around his neck hugging him close. His arms snaked around my waist. He held me firmly.
"We have a show tonight dearest, and its like two and it starts at like 6. I have to go take a shower," I whispered in his ear. He released me.
I got up and walked to the bathroom and took a shower. I pulled on some basketball shorts and a t-shirt. I walked out and brushed my hair. I saw Andy walk into the bathroom and some guilt clouded me.
I went and sat on the couch and decided this is what I was wearing to our concert. I fixed my hair which meant I straightened it and spiked the layers. I cleaned my snakebites, they still kind of hurt. They weren't swollen though. I put some eyeliner and eye shadow on and boom I was ready!
"Love." I heard a goregous british accent whisper in my ear. I whirled around and saw Oliver Sykes standing there.
"Oli!" I squealed hugging him. He kissed my lips which kind of hurt.
"Owie." I said rubbing my lip, Oli tilted my head up.
"You finally get 'em I see." I nodded smiling smugly.
"Hello Andy." Oli said in a friendly tone. Andy nodded, and kept walking.
"What's the matter with him?"
"He's having a bad day. That's all, let me talk to him."
I walked off the tour bus and found Andy leaning against it. I crossed my arms and nodded in his direction.
"Hey."
"Hi." I stepped towards him so I was right in front of him.
All of a sudden he reached out and pulled me to him. I thought he was going to hug me, but then he kissed me. At first I was shocked and almost pulled away, but something held me in place. Before I could even realize it I was kissing back and my arms had snaked around his neck.
I felt Andy smiled and I felt this crazy light sensation fill my body. It was happiness in it's purest form.
"Wow Brookelle looks like your doing a LOT of talking." We pulled apart and I looked at Oli.
"Oli, I'm not going to say I can explain because I can't. And honestly I don't think I would if I could." I said while studying his face. He looked sad and tears came to his eyes.
"I thought you were different Brooke. I thought I could love you like no one else. Looks like you lied. Looks like I tried, you lied, and he fucked everything up." Tears pricked my eyes.
"Oli..." I whispered reaching out to him. He realed.
"No don't even fucking touch me. Go to hell." I collasped on my knees as he walked away. Andy put a hand on my shoulder.
"Hey it's go-" I stood up and whirled around.
"No it's not going to be 'okay'. You fucked everything good in my life up. Andrew I fucking hate you!" I screamed at him walking down the street. I wasn't gonna cry, I am not going to cry.
"Oh god guys that Brookelle Purdy!" I heard a girl squeal.
"C-can we-"
"No." I said and kept right on walking.
I know I have no reason to be mean to my fans but I just can't stand it. I pulled my long sleeves closer to my wrists as I remembered how I would have coped with this in highschool. The counciler always told me that was 'Wrong' and stuff. But right now it would make everything okay just to bleed.
I kept walking untill I ended up at the venue we were playing. I walked inside and into the bathroom. I walked into the stall and pulled my converse off. Then I pulled the bottom out and saw the shiney metal of my razor. A smile creeped upon my lips.
I pulled my sleeves up and lightly traced the razor over a long forgotten pink scar. I shivered as the pain numbed my senses. I got some towels and stopped the bleeding walking out of the bathroom I pulled my sleeve over my wrist. My phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Brooke, I shouldn't have yelled at you. If you want we can work this out." I smiled at the familiar british accent.
"I really do want to work it out." I said back.
"I'm at your show. I'll meet you after the signing."
"Great. Gotta go."
"Bye."
I closed my phone and smiled. I should go apologize to Andy, but I'm not going to. I walked behind the curtain on stage and saw my lead guitarist Sammie standing there.
"Hey SAM!" I yelled attacking him in a hug.
"Hey BROOKE!" He said lifting me up.
"Are you ready to rock these fuckers socks off?"
"Hell yeah!"
"And now we present Screaming Suicidal Scene Girl, Brookelle Purdy!" I ran out on stage the band following behind.
"Hey guys how ya'll doing!" Scream wrupted from the crowd.
"Alright that's uh good. Now I have like two rules. 1.) Sing your fucking lungs out!. 2.)Everyone dances like no one is watching. I'll dance like a fucking rocking retard if you will!"
We resang songs by our favorite bands. The first was Cute Without The 'E'.
"Your lipstick, his collar.. don't bother Angel
I know exactly what goes on
When everything you'll get is
everything that you've wanted, princess
(well which would you prefer) " I sang smiling.
All of a sudden tons of random screams and a new voice sang:
"My finger on the trigger, or
(me face down, down across your floor)
Me face down, down across your floor
(me face down, down across your floor)
Well just so long as this thing's loaded "
It was Andy. I looked over and he was standing beside Sam.
"And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
let's go... "
This was war.
"Don't bother trying to explain Angel
I know exactly what goes on when you're on and
How about I'm outside of your window
(how about I'm outside of your window)
Watchin him keep the details covered
You're such a sucker (you're such a sucker)
for a sweet talker, yeah
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
(the only thing that I regret is that I, I never let you hold me back)
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinkin,
this all was only wishful thinkin
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know...
Why can't I feel anything
from anyone other than you?
Why can't I feel anything
from anyone other than you?
And all of this was all your fault
And all of this
(I stay jealous)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason
I just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life
(she'll destroy us all before she's through
and find a way to blame somebody else)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason
I just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life
(she'll destroy us all before she's through
and find a way to blame somebody else)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason
I just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life!"
The rest of the song was us singing our hearts out trying to out do the other. When that song was over, I sang "Rawr... It Means I Love You In Dinosaur"(A/N I do infact have this song.)
After out set it was Black Veil Brides. I walked backstage and grabbed some water.
"Hey guys it's me, and I really would like to say something. I love Brookelle Purdy."