We were soon at the stop for Warped Tour. The boys were backstage, as was I. They were joking around, jumping up & down, I think this is what they called a warm up but I couldn't be too sure on that. “Pierce The Veil, 2 minutes!!” one of the organisers called.

“Guys hurry!” Vic called, they all stood in circle. “Mike you can call this.” He mumbled with his guitar pick in his mouth as he began clapping. “Claire, come on.” I laughed and joined them all.

After a few more seconds of clapping Mike started.

“Hey Tony...”

”Huh?”

“The devil..”

“What?”

“The devil is everywhere.” This continued through us all. We all chanted PTV before they got set next to the stage entrance. Some guy was counting them down. Mike ran on, followed by Tony, followed by Jaime. Vic slowly walked on after them all. You could hear the screams a mile off, who knew they'd get so popular eh? I loved watching them play, they put their heart & souls into it. They were so dedicated to playing. That's what makes them so great I guess.

A heavy beat was starting to be played, this could only mean one thing. “Open this fucking place up!!” Vic screamed into the mic. Woah, that was a bit of a shock. Who knew my big brother was 'hardcore'? I was dying to run out & get into the pit that had formed. I loved being in the middle of them even though my brothers hated me being in them.

They soon calmed it down, heading into their second song. I was beginning to get a bit bored if I was honest. Like I said I enjoyed watching them but there was only so many times you could watch them play the same set list over and over again. Tony would keep looking over at me, a huge smile on his face that would make me smile. He's changed, don't be scared Claire . I couldn't help but think about the past, what if he turned violent towards me again? Even though I could stand up for myself I don't think I would be able to against him. I sighed at my own thoughts, why was I tormenting myself like this? I was getting better & if I kept doing this I'd end up ruining 2 years of hard work & I didn't want to let anyone down.

My legs were feeling the strain of being stood up already. I walked back further backstage, a few other bands were there. Some I knew of, some I didn't. I sat myself upon one of the cases that sit in Pierce The Veil's section.

“Claire?” a voice snapped me from my day dream.

“I'm sorry, do I know you?” I looked up at the boy who was stood in front of me, he was grinning like an idiot. He looked like someone I knew.

“It's Oliver.” My eyes widened. My god he had changed a hell of a lot. “What are you doing here?”

“I'm here with my brothers.” I jumped up, giving him a big hug. “why are you here?”

“I'm performing after some band called Pierce The Veil.” he beamed at me.

“Oh that's my brothers band!” I exclaimed. We stood chatting for quite some time. I learnt a lot about him, he was in a band called Bring Me The Horizon now. He was doing pretty well for himself from what I could tell. He'd changed so much since the last time I saw him. He had a lot more tattoo's, those were just the ones I could see. “Bring Me The Horizon, 2 minutes!!”

“I best be off, give me a call sometime?” he smiled as he wrote down his number, passing it to me. I nodded. He hugged me tight & kissed my cheek before running off to some guys who I guessed would be his band. I turned round to see the guys were already off the stage. Tony was glaring at me as the other three sort of jumped around.

“Who was that?” he mumbled, looking at the floor.

“An old friend, he's called Oliver.” Well I wasn't lying was I? The silence was a bit uncomfortable for me if I was honest. Oliver ran past with his band, waving at me as he ran backwards on stage. I smiled & waved back, Tony grabbed my arm pushing down to my side.

“Let's get packed up, we need to get sorted for tomorrow.” their manager called. I was one of the first to get back to the bus, I could sense an argument about to start with Tony & I didn't want that. We'd only just got back together & I just wanted a peaceful tour. I waited outside for the guys to catch up, I knew I'd have to face up to Tony later. More than likely while he's drunk.

***

“Claireeeee...” slurred my older brother who pulled me into a really tight hug. “Did I ever tell you how much I love you?”

“For the tenth time tonight Vic, go to bed you're drunk.” I laughed, wriggling free from his grip. He shook his head, skipping off down the bus. I looked down at the drink in my hand, I didn't feel like getting drunk if I was honest. I had to keep my head clear. The bus was pretty full with groupies, some friends & the band. Everyone was having a good time, which I was glad about. I wandered through the bus, Jaime pulled me onto his lap. “Hey beautiful, wanna do something?” He didn't give me chance to answer before he started tickling me.

“N-no s-s-stop Hime!!” I screamed, trying to break free. I squirmed underneath him. He climbed onto me, sitting on me making sure I wouldn't move as he continued his attack on me. I couldn't breath through laughing so much. “Jaime Alberto Preciado will you stop?!!” I screamed even louder. His hands suddenly resting on my sides.

“What you going to do if I don't?” he smirked at me.

“I'll beat you up.” I laughed, he sat there smiling at me. He leant down closer to my face, he pressed his lips softly on mine. I put my hands on his chance, pushing him up off me. “Jaime, you're drunk honey.” He shrugged before leaning down again, this time his lips never connected with mine. Someone grabbed him, throwing him on the floor.

I sat up quickly, Tony was stood there. “Tony, please. Don't hurt him. He's drunk, we all make mistakes when drunk.”

“Maybe if you weren't dressed like a whore.” he shouted, the music stopped and everyone was looking at us as the bus came to a sudden halt making a few people stumble. I could feel my hands shaking, I was getting angry as was he.

“Alright, parties over. Everyone off!” called Mike. A few protests, a few groans were heard. Maybe he sensed the tension between us already. Just as the last person got off, I spoke.

“You're calling me the whore? Have a good long look in the mirror Tony.” I shouted, stepping closer to him.

“If you're that bothered, why are you back with me?” he spat, coping my movement.

“I honestly don't know, I can't stand the fucking sight of you.” I hissed, slapping him as hard as I can. I heard a couple of the guys gasp. He looked at me, his eyes seemed dark. Oh shit, I knew that look. I took a step back. His arm began to raise, I literally froze on the spot. I closed my eyes, waiting for the hit. His hand collided with my face with a loud crack, it leaving a sting.

I pushed him away from me as hard as possible, I had no idea where this courage had come from. I was about to punch him when Vic & Mike grabbed me dragging me off quickly, Jaime was holding Tony back. They shoved me into a room before leaving and locking it. “Michael, Victor you two let me out now so I can beat that bastards face in!” I yelled, hitting the door, kicking it.

No reply. With one last kick, I sunk down behind the door. I needed to calm down. I had no idea where this anger was coming from, I wasn't an angry person. I could hear some shouting, a bit of a thud. The door unlocked, Jaime was stood there. “You better drag them off him before they do any more damage.” his voice shaky.

I got up walking into the living area to see Mike on top of Tony, throwing punches left right & centre. I rolled my eyes, walking over to him pulling him off him. “Michael, back off now!” I saw Vic go to move in. “You too Victor.”

“I warned him what would happen if he laid another finger on you.” Mike yelled in my face, I slapped him across the face. He stood back, looking at me with wide eyes. “Y-you hit me.” he stammered.

“You wouldn't shut up.” I shouted.

“You hit me!” I looked at him straight in the eyes.

Oh god, what have I done?