It's been a couple days since I last posted (Which was Bane's POV oooo.)
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I crawled into bed after closing the blinds completely, so we could sleep till at least two in the afternoon effortlessly. Strangely I looked forward to having to share a bed with Adelaide, even though she smelled like something awful. She was warm, and needed comforting and I was the perfect person to do so. I wrapped my arms around her limp body and immediately she responded by turning around to face me as well, eyes still closed. Adelaide tucked her head in my shoulder, still breathing deep.
If she was only my ticket to the big bucks... Why did I feel like this?
>>Is Bane Developing Feelings? Or in it just for the money?! ...Hm. =P
Now back to the actual story..
Adelaide's Point Of View-
When I finally woke up, I could tell I had slept through most of the day because the sun wasn't shinning the window- which meant it was going to be setting soon. I rolled over with a groan, my whole body ached and my head felt heavier then usual. I tried to remember back to last night, and at first it hurt to even think about thinking to use my brain. At first my memory was foggy and clouded- until I remembered the club, and drinking, and singing and coming home to find Bane. Then it all rushed back to me- the puking my brains out and the fact he held my hair and rubbed my back. The fact he wouldn't leave me, even though in between my gags I heard his yawns.
How did I get in this bed though?
I sat up, and pulled the huge knot at the top of my head that was my hear due that I shouldn't have slept in out and let my hair spill around me. It made my head feel a little better. I was still dizzy, but my stomach was so empty that even if I felt the urge to puke I probably couldn't.
Why did I have to drink? Wait- Why did they have to let me drink? It's not like I knew... Stupid girls who -ergh.
Suddenly the door opened, and Bane walked struggling to carry a tray of food- pushed the door opened with his back. I sat up straighter, my legs covered by his thick comforter, and he walked over swiftly placing the lap tray in my lap with a smile.
"I hoped you would still be sleeping..." He admitted randomly, as he joined me in the bed. I didn't say anything, just looked at him funny. "This would have been much more romantic if you didn't have to see me my entrance." He smirked, and I laughed a little.
"It's the thought that counts.." I said, my voice rough and raspy. For a moment Bane looked pained, before motioning for me to take a drink. I took one sip, that turned into the whole glass of water. I didn't realize how thirty I was until I took a huge breath at the end of that long drink.
Bane laughed. "What have we learned?" He questioned.
"Besides the fact that age doesn't matter in L.A.? And that you can drink however old you are?" I asked sarcastically, but happy peering down at the fruit and eggs in my lap. Everything looked delicious, but I couldn't help but figure that Bane didn't make this and that he ordered someone to do it for him. Which kind of ruined the whole thought- but I begged myself not to ruin this. He was being nice... I don't want to say something to make him never want to be like this again. Bane was being nice, I should make this on the calender.
Bane motioned for me to continue, but with his eyes.
I sighed heavily, but my eyes were playful. "I learned that when you want too, you can be one of the nicest guys ever." I bit my lip trying to fight that smile that was appearing on my face. It showed anyway.
Bane gasped in happy shock, but I could tell he was joking. "What?! Bane being nice?!"
"Hey, hey! Don't ruin this." I ran my fingers through my greecy feeling hair, to get it out of my face. I huffed. "I really want to shower." I announced.
"Oh, so you're going to let all this grow cold so you can shower?!" Bane asked, feigning hurt. I just eyed him cutely, before grabbing the fork.
"Which maid should I say thank you too?" I asked, smirking at him. Bane rolled his eyes.
"A chef did this thank you. No maid could properly make this!" He stuck his tongue out at me, as I gobbled the eggs down. I ate in silence for a couple minutes before Bane picked up the remote, I didn't know we had, and hit a button.
Instantly, a Tv came out of the roof! Like slowly flipped itself down, and on. Immediately MTV flashed on the screen.
"You would." I mumbled, my mouth full of strawberries.
"Huh? What was that?" Bane asked, even though he heard what I said clearly. "'Bane's amazing and should treat me like this more often?' Yeah that's what I thought!" He laughed, before turning his full attention back to the screen.
...Bane was on it. Him walking into some studio. I don't think I could ever get used to the guy I'm sharing a bed with being on MTV. Not that I ever used to be infatuated with MTV, but I have watched it, and every time I did- all of them seemed to far away. Two years ago, hell anytime before last month I never would see myself here in L.A. with some celebrity. Especially not Bane Dockin's. They didn't seem real to me, all these famous people... Now I knew they were real, just that what you thought about them was all wrong.
"Can you believe what's happening in this boys life? I mean, with his career and his love life?!" Some girl said, with a picture of Bane beside her head. "Reportedly, he denied doing another season of Rhode Island Shore.*(A.N- I know, total rip off of Jersey Shore. If you can come up with a better soap name- feel free to share but until then it's Rhode Island Shore =P)*
Suddenly, a man came on to screen- and they were sitting together at a table like a new anchor show would be like and the man shared his opinion. "I know. I don't know what he plans on doing after his fame on Rhode Island Shore, only after five seasons." He insisted.
"I know Carson! And his new found love?! She's like a walking train wreck- look at that!" She said, swirling her chair around to watch the screen behind her play a video of... OF ME! I was there, in the skimpy dress I was still wearing only then looked better. It was when we were leaving the club, and Bethany and Tiffany were holding me as we strutted to the waiting for us car. I didn't even look like me, my skin was changing colors with the lights, and my hair at the time actually looked good... but you could tell I was drunk by the way I stumbled from the exit. I just stared wide eyed at the screen as they cut the clip off at our black lights turning red. "She's SIXTEEN people! No one knows one thing about her besides that. The police refuse to give anything out about where she's from, how Bane and her even met!" She huffed angrily. "That and with the rumors of her being pregnant..." The lady said dramatically, raising her eye brows. "Bane sure knows how to pick 'em!" She said sarcastically.
"I know- From Courtney Lockheart, America's next Britney Spears to... County Bumpkin!"
"How do you know she's not from around here?" The lady asked curiously.
"People said she got up on the bar, and danced to some country song, and you could hear her accent. She's gotta be from down south!" He insisted, and I might have stopped breathing.
"At least she didn't flash under that dress of hers- if that's what you could call it! It looked like a shirt she decided to pull down to cover her ass!"
I gasped in shock. Immediately the TV flicked back, and started folding itself back to the ceiling. But I couldn't help but stare at it's general direction, dumbfounded at what they had said. That anyone even knew me.. That anyone even! MTV?! I. Was. On. MTV?! My mouth was open, I could tell.
"Adelaide?" bane asked, and I took a deep raspy breath, before I could feel the tears come down my cheeks. "Oh my God. Adelaide!" bane said, grabbing my shoulders and making me look at him.
"Bane. That!" I couldn't talk, I couldn't believe someone actually thought that of me! I was on MTV, something only people worthy of news got on those- IM NOT ONE OF THEM! I just let the tears come, and awkwardly whipped my cheeks with my palms before making eye contact with a very confused and sad looking Bane.
"What?" He asked, looking utterly clueless, like he didn't just want the exact same thing I did!
"That! That! Bane! They think I'm some. Some SLUT!" I stammered. I could feel my lip quivering.
"Don't listen to what they say. They get paid so say those things!"
"They think I'm pregnant and drinking... so there basicly saying im a horrible mother! I baby set kids back in Kansas! I am not horrible with kids!" I huffed, still crying. "And that dress, shirt thing I HAD TO WEAR THAT! YOUR MOTHER MADE ME!" I cried, shaking my head in frustration.
"Don't listen to them Addie! No one watches this seriously..." He insisted and I rolled my eyes.
"You forget, you live in this every day! I have friends, and family who watch this! And believe very much of every word that comes out of there mouths! They don't know any better! When they... oh my god." I said realization sinking in. "When they see that! That... ME walking out of some club so drunk that I had to be carried out and thrown in the car! My brothers are gonna kill you! Oh my god!" I tried thinking everything through, to the extent of what this meant. Everyone watched MTV, Bane was stupid!
"I'm not worried about your siblings, or relatives from Missouri. I want you to stop crying, and listen." He grabbed the sides of my face, even though they were damp with tears. "I will handle the press, and the media. I will handle any rumors, because what they said was so false and mean.. that it made my FIANCE cry. I will make some calls, and get everything straightened. None of this matters..." bane insisted, but I just shook my head in his hands.
"You. Do. Not. Fully. Understand." I said slowly, giving him a look. "I am the younger sister of a twenty-two, and twenty year old. AND am very close with all their friends. They could EASILY find there way here, and kill you. Like no! Not even would they be nice enough to shoot you! They would hunt you down, and torture you until you died of blood loss or something. We need to do damage control NOW!" I grabbed Bane's wrists roughly and shook them.
"I'm not afraid of your brothers!" He insisted roughly.
"Oh but you should be! Because guess who's on the phone?" Bane's Mother, Kimberly emerged from the door with a scowl on her face, and said bitterly.
My heart fell...Please tell me they didn't already know! But as she walked swiftly closer, I could hear their voices, as in Alex and Jace fighting over who threatened first. Kimberly thrust her hand out first, and dropped the phone in the hand I immediately withdrew from Bane because it was awkward.
Slowly, my shaking hand brought the phone as close to my ear as it needed to be.
"H-Hello?" I asked, my voice cracking in fear.
"ADELAIDE MARIE ROLLINS WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!!?!" Both brothers demanded at the same time, and from the background noise, I could tell they had the whole gang over, arguing over this.
"What do you mean?" I asked stupidly, as Bane's mother left the room. My hand really was trembling.
"DON'T YOU PRETEND LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW EXACTLY WHAT WERE TALKIN' 'BOUT!" Alex yelled, and I could practically see him like he was in the room. The purple vein in the front of his neck was bulging out, and his face was as red as a tomato.
"YEAH! YOU GO TO FANCY L.A. FOR NOT EVEN A MONTH AND YOU ALREADY PARTYING WITH THAT BIG SHOT!" Jace screamed too.
"Guys... Guys!" I kept trying to grab their attention but they were too busy screaming into the phone, calling Bane a bunch of names, but not once calling me a slut for wearing that skirt, or allegedly being pregnant. "GUYS!" I yelled back silencing them. "It isn't true."
"Are you trying to tell me that whole bar scene never happened?!" Jace said, skeptically.
"Bar? What?" I asked.
"You flaunting your stuff on the top of a bar singin' Shania Twain." My face fell a little, and Bane lost some color- he was listening right beside me. It wasn't hard to hear.
"Wait. What did you see?!" I asked.
"On that VH1. You drunk out of your mind!" Alex yelled.
"IT WAS ON THAT TOO?!?!" I demanded, before sighing heavily. I should have figured. "And no, that happened, but the pregnant rumor- totally false. I mean c'mon guys. EW!" Bane gave me a dirty look but I just shook my hand to keep him quite.
"PREGNANT?!" ...Clearly no one mentioned that. DAMN!
"it's not true!" I insisted.
"We need to meet this guy. If your gonna run off in to the sun set with him, we need to size him up." Jace insisted, not yelling, but seemed just as pissed.
"YEAH WE NEED TO KNOW WHAT SIZE COFFIN TO ORDER!" Johnny from the background shouted.
"LIKE WERE GONNA USE A COFFIN, A SHALLOW GRAVE ON THE SIDE OF OLD PLIMITES ROAD"LL DO JUST FINE!" Nick insisted, just as loud.
"Hey! I wasn;t the one forcing JELL-O shots down her throat, don't drag me into this!" Bane yelled into the phone, and I glared at him briefly.
"Guys! Death threats are not the best reason to meet... I'm sure Bane wouldn't mind sitting down everyone and discussing what really happened. HELL! I would do that right now! But you guys don't seem to be listening. Bane is going to try and explain to the media everything that really happened and what's true and what isn't. I'll call you guys later when you aren't being as hostile!" I hung up just like that, flipping the phone closed and throwing it down by the foot of the bed sighing heavily.
"You should have spoken for yourself. I am NOT talking to that group of boys!" That was the first thing out of Bane's mouth. I turned my head slowly to glare at him.
"Yes. You. Are!" I said, yelling like I was on the phone before I bit my lip to silence myself. "Sorry, didn't realize I was yelling." I said quickly. But continued "You said you would do damage control. That you weren't afraid of my brothers, and that you would make everything better so I wouldn't cry." I rushed. "You being buried on the side of Old Plimites Road, which trust me you wouldn't be alone." I made the eye movements to make him believe me. "Would make me very, very sad. Now can you plllllleeeeeeeeaaaaase" I whined. "Meet my family, so they don't kill you come day of the wedding?!" I pleaded, using my puppy dog eyes expertly.
It didn't take long for Bane's stiff shoulders to slop, and have him sigh. "Fine... But if I die.." Bane shook his finger at me, so I tried to bite it, and we started laughing to try and defuse the situation.
"If you die- I get half of ALL your stuff, and get to tell your life story to E Magazine and People." I stuck my tongue out at him, not noticing the color in his face leave briefly, before he knew I was kidding. I just laughed. "Now if you don't mind me. I'm off to shower!"
all for now.
and be happy with this, I had the WORST day ever, like ugh don't wanna talk about it. but all i know is i SHOULD be studying for one of my quarter finals.. but my geography teacher is AMAZING, so I kind of wanna fail just to have him again for the rest of the year 8D!
Win-Win.
oh and btw- next post.
having a good ole' fashioned pig roast with the Rollins down in Kansas!
a meet a greet for Bane and the Rollins Family.
..if you thought Addie was out of place in L.A..
picture Bane in the STICKS! XD