The Tour Life Of Adriana Perry
This Isn't My Life Anymore
"Dylan Fuentes, he's been feeding the duckies. They duckies died." I sobbed harder.
I shook my head, trying to forget that time. The bad times in my life. I was young and dumb. I didn't want to go back to that but the temptation was there as I watched the Asking lads party the night away after their first tour date.
She's on cocaine, I have no other choice.
My dad's voice filled my head. Dammit why now? Out of all the times my past had to haunt me. Why now? I quickly drank the drink in my hand, cracking open another. I had no intention of letting it get the better of me. The only good thing that came out that was my little girl. My little girl who was at home probably missing me just as much as I was missing her.
"You alright?" a voice snapped me from my own mind.
"Yeah. I just feel out of place." It wasn't a lie exactly. I did feel out of place. Not to mention I felt completely insecure. Why? Because of all the girls that were on this bus. They were so much prettier than me. I admitted defeat by now. I placed my drink down and headed into the bunk area. Sleep would do me some good. That's all I could do to get rid of these thoughts, these memories that were haunting me, to get rid of the voice telling me that one slip up would do me the world of good.
I led in the bunk, staring at the one above. The music echoed through into here, the laughter, the smashing of bottles. I could hear everything. Come on Adriana, you can be happy. The curtain opened. James climbed in, wrapping one arm around me. I turned over to face him. A small smile on my face. "You look tired..."
"I wanted to spend some time with my soon to be wife." My smile grew a little wider at that. Who knew at the age of 21 I'd be engaged, with a child and living a semi-normal life? We led there for the rest of the night, talking about old memories, laughing about things. He actually ditched a party just to spend time with me, maybe he got the feeling I just wasn't in the mood to party. Yes, I know it's shocking. I didn't want to party. That's what being a mom does to you. You lose that life, your social life when you have a child to look after. I didn't mind.
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"I find it cute." I heard Sam's voice.
"He's hung up on her again, just like high school." Ben's voice.
"Hey, we all swore we would never bring that back up." I detached myself from the sleeping drummer and got out. Both of them looked at me, Sam muttered something under his breath. I gathered my things up, putting them back in my case before I went off to get ready. When I came back, the two boys were looking at me confused. Little did they know, my uncles were on their way to come and collect me. Little did they know, I had heard the full conversation.
I had just finished writing my letter for James when my Uncle Vic arrived. I stood up, handing the letter to Sam. "Bring him back in one piece." I laughed as I hugged him. I said bye to the others before heading back home. This was the right thing for me to do, being on the road wasn't for me any more.
"I didn't think you'd last." Vic spoke first.
"Too much temptation. It's not my life any more. That little girl at home is my life. The tour life can wait." I smiled.
"But is it want you want?"
"It's not about what I want, it's about what Bianca wants. I'm pretty sure she doesn't want me jetting off every few months to tour."
"You could ta--"
"No. Stability she needs, stability she gets. James will understand." I continued to explain. "My happiness comes from seeing her happy. As long as she's happy, I'm happy. That's all that matters."
I was right, he knew I was right. I was brought up on tour, now don't get me wrong it was fun. I also hated it at the same time, but I can't help but think that if I hadn't of constantly be on the road I wouldn't of turned bad. But then again if I hadn't of turned bad, would I have Bianca? Probably not. Would I still be on the drugs? Probably yes. I didn't want my little girl to turn out like me, I'd do everything I could to protect her from the evil in this world and if that means giving up my life for her, then I'll do it.
~ time lapse of 6 months ~
Bianca was outside, playing spot the tour bus and I waltzed around tidying up. Today was the day that James was back. The sun was out, you could hear her laughing as she ran around waiting.
The past 6 months have been a bit of a blur. During these 6 months, mom's parents came to visit me and stayed the entire time. They were still here wanting to meet the man I was marrying properly. They told me all kinds of stories. They even told me one where the guys forgot about her when they started making it big, which made me think back to when I was little.
"Daddy, wait. I have to say goodbye."
"Adriana, in the car now. We have to go." dad's stern voice came through.
"Daddy please?" He picked me up, putting me in the car and fastening me in. The second he was in the car, we drove away quickly.
"When is he due?" my grandmother spoke.
"An hour ago. They'll be here soon." I grinned at her.
"He's a rock star as you put it, he'll be with another young woman." she replied as she rolled her eyes.
"Grandmother, please. He'll be he..." I was cut short by Bianca shouting his name. "Told you." I went outside to meet him, instantly hugging me tightly. We went inside and I properly introduced him to my grandparents. They approved of him, which meant one thing in my mind. Mom would of approved.
The rest of the day went by quickly, with my grandparents leaving I knew it wouldn't be long till I saw them again now that I was in regular contact with them. My uncles left not long after, peace and quiet as last. After I locked door, I looked into the kitchen. Bianca stood on a chair, James stood at the side of her washing the dishes.
I knew from that moment, things would be okay for me. I'd get better completely, that things would be just perfect for me, for my little girl and for my entire life.
I knew in that moment, my parents would be proud of me.
I knew in that moment, this was it.
I shook my head, trying to forget that time. The bad times in my life. I was young and dumb. I didn't want to go back to that but the temptation was there as I watched the Asking lads party the night away after their first tour date.
She's on cocaine, I have no other choice.
My dad's voice filled my head. Dammit why now? Out of all the times my past had to haunt me. Why now? I quickly drank the drink in my hand, cracking open another. I had no intention of letting it get the better of me. The only good thing that came out that was my little girl. My little girl who was at home probably missing me just as much as I was missing her.
"You alright?" a voice snapped me from my own mind.
"Yeah. I just feel out of place." It wasn't a lie exactly. I did feel out of place. Not to mention I felt completely insecure. Why? Because of all the girls that were on this bus. They were so much prettier than me. I admitted defeat by now. I placed my drink down and headed into the bunk area. Sleep would do me some good. That's all I could do to get rid of these thoughts, these memories that were haunting me, to get rid of the voice telling me that one slip up would do me the world of good.
I led in the bunk, staring at the one above. The music echoed through into here, the laughter, the smashing of bottles. I could hear everything. Come on Adriana, you can be happy. The curtain opened. James climbed in, wrapping one arm around me. I turned over to face him. A small smile on my face. "You look tired..."
"I wanted to spend some time with my soon to be wife." My smile grew a little wider at that. Who knew at the age of 21 I'd be engaged, with a child and living a semi-normal life? We led there for the rest of the night, talking about old memories, laughing about things. He actually ditched a party just to spend time with me, maybe he got the feeling I just wasn't in the mood to party. Yes, I know it's shocking. I didn't want to party. That's what being a mom does to you. You lose that life, your social life when you have a child to look after. I didn't mind.
♠ ♠ ♠
"I find it cute." I heard Sam's voice.
"He's hung up on her again, just like high school." Ben's voice.
"Hey, we all swore we would never bring that back up." I detached myself from the sleeping drummer and got out. Both of them looked at me, Sam muttered something under his breath. I gathered my things up, putting them back in my case before I went off to get ready. When I came back, the two boys were looking at me confused. Little did they know, my uncles were on their way to come and collect me. Little did they know, I had heard the full conversation.
I had just finished writing my letter for James when my Uncle Vic arrived. I stood up, handing the letter to Sam. "Bring him back in one piece." I laughed as I hugged him. I said bye to the others before heading back home. This was the right thing for me to do, being on the road wasn't for me any more.
"I didn't think you'd last." Vic spoke first.
"Too much temptation. It's not my life any more. That little girl at home is my life. The tour life can wait." I smiled.
"But is it want you want?"
"It's not about what I want, it's about what Bianca wants. I'm pretty sure she doesn't want me jetting off every few months to tour."
"You could ta--"
"No. Stability she needs, stability she gets. James will understand." I continued to explain. "My happiness comes from seeing her happy. As long as she's happy, I'm happy. That's all that matters."
I was right, he knew I was right. I was brought up on tour, now don't get me wrong it was fun. I also hated it at the same time, but I can't help but think that if I hadn't of constantly be on the road I wouldn't of turned bad. But then again if I hadn't of turned bad, would I have Bianca? Probably not. Would I still be on the drugs? Probably yes. I didn't want my little girl to turn out like me, I'd do everything I could to protect her from the evil in this world and if that means giving up my life for her, then I'll do it.
~ time lapse of 6 months ~
Bianca was outside, playing spot the tour bus and I waltzed around tidying up. Today was the day that James was back. The sun was out, you could hear her laughing as she ran around waiting.
The past 6 months have been a bit of a blur. During these 6 months, mom's parents came to visit me and stayed the entire time. They were still here wanting to meet the man I was marrying properly. They told me all kinds of stories. They even told me one where the guys forgot about her when they started making it big, which made me think back to when I was little.
"Daddy, wait. I have to say goodbye."
"Adriana, in the car now. We have to go." dad's stern voice came through.
"Daddy please?" He picked me up, putting me in the car and fastening me in. The second he was in the car, we drove away quickly.
"When is he due?" my grandmother spoke.
"An hour ago. They'll be here soon." I grinned at her.
"He's a rock star as you put it, he'll be with another young woman." she replied as she rolled her eyes.
"Grandmother, please. He'll be he..." I was cut short by Bianca shouting his name. "Told you." I went outside to meet him, instantly hugging me tightly. We went inside and I properly introduced him to my grandparents. They approved of him, which meant one thing in my mind. Mom would of approved.
The rest of the day went by quickly, with my grandparents leaving I knew it wouldn't be long till I saw them again now that I was in regular contact with them. My uncles left not long after, peace and quiet as last. After I locked door, I looked into the kitchen. Bianca stood on a chair, James stood at the side of her washing the dishes.
I knew from that moment, things would be okay for me. I'd get better completely, that things would be just perfect for me, for my little girl and for my entire life.
I knew in that moment, my parents would be proud of me.
I knew in that moment, this was it.
Notes
I have ONE more chapter left of this. But that won't be the end, oh no. I have something special planned. A sequel as such. So this isn't the end of Adriana and her life.Anywho, I know this is probably short but I assure you the next/last chapter will be longer. I hope you like this chapter, don't be silent readers. Talk to us! Will you be joining us for the next installment of this? Comment, Rate & Sub. Thanks for reading
- vickyptv
10/16/13