The Tour Life Of Adriana Perry
Bad To Worse
Uncle Vic was walking through the corridors with me, talking about something to do with the show tonight. I wasn't really taking any notice so I pray to god it wasn't important. As we walked past the Sleeping With Sirens crew, I heard one of them call me a cheat. It wasn't a lie, but it still hurt. I guess news travels fast eh?
“Dad where are you?!” I called through the hallway. 13 years old and I was left alone.
This was the last venue on their final tour together, I knew I had recognised it when we started walking inside. Vic was still rambling about something as we continued walking. I could of sworn we had already passed the stage area.
“This isn't funny dad, where are you?!!” I shouted once more.
I was beginning to smile to myself. My eyes began to water, happy tears.
“Dad? A man just asked me to show him my boobs” he jumped out from behind me.
“I hope you slapped him.” I laughed at how quick he appeared.
“Found you.”
Playing a game while in the venue was always their favourite thing to do. We stopped outside a door, a note was stuck to it. I took it off and began to read it. It was from the venue handlers.
Adriana,
We wanted to give you this dressing room to yourself because we believe you have a few good memories in this room. No-one has used this since your father passed, it's still the same as you both left it all them years ago.
Enjoy your stay with us.
Pushing the door open, I peered inside. The first thing that caught my eye was a teddy that was on the mini couch there. I spent ages looking for that, it must of been here all these years. I looked to my left, Uncle Vic was still stood there. “Surprise?” he smiled.
“They really haven't used this room?” He nodded in response. “You set this up for me? What about the other venues?”
“Every single one, you get the one that you and your dad would use. No more sharing for you. Just a small gesture you know?” I hugged him tight as a tear slipped, they had put so much work into this tour. I just wish dad was here to see all this. He left me alone, I decided to look around the room a little more. To see what I could find. Looking through the drawers on the dresser, I found a piece of paper. It had my dad's signature on it. Underneath, it had mine. I studied it closely, our signatures were so similar.
“Ads? Come here.” I huffed as I got up walking over to dad. “Sign underneath mine.”
“Why? It's a piece of paper.” I asked.
“One day, someone will find this and you'll be famous by then.” I rolled my eyes at him, taking the pen I scribbled on it with my signature. It was barely readable but it'd do.
“For a 13 year old, you have a serious attitude problem.” He laughed as I threw the pen back down.
“I hate touring.”
It wasn't a lie when I said that back then, I used to hate touring all the time. I sat myself at the dresser, looking at myself in the mirror. I looked nothing like my biological father Jaime. I looked a lot my mom. Yes I do know what she looked like. But in my eyes, I had some of Tony's features. I had so many good memories from being a child. “Stage in 2 minutes!” A voice called through my door.
Soundcheck. Damn I had forgotten about that. I grabbed the key to the room, locking the door as I left I wandered down to the stage area with the stage crew. I pulled my phone out. 6 missed calls; Dylan Fuentes, Ben Bruce. I decided to call Ben back later. I wouldn't bother calling Dylan back. If he wanted to get me back, he was going about it the wrong way.
Vic passed me the mic, I gave him a confused look. “You're performing that song tonight.” Oh. I looked out at the seats, Of Mice & Men and Bring Me The Horizon were sat there. No sign of Sleeping With Sirens. Who could blame them though? I'd hurt their precious little Kellin Quinn. I hadn't even checked my twitter, in fear of the outside world knowing.
“Take it from the beginning....” smiled Uncle Vic. The music started up.
♠ Trying to tear me apart,
Breaking me down to the bone
So listen closely,
'Cause what you don’t see
Is there’s still blood inside this beating heart ♠
I stopped singing as I spotted Kellin and his band enter the stage area. They all spotted me, one of them whispered something to Kellin making him agree with whatever they said to him. I looked to my left to see Jaime looking at me with a look that I couldn't quite work out. I dropped the mic, making the feedback screech through the arena. Everyone looked at me as I walked off. I deserved to be treated like this so why was I getting so upset over it? Oh that's right, I thought my life was perfect.
“That's right, run away!” I heard Jesse call.
“Shut it Jesse! Back off.” I heard Oli shout. I turned on my heel, going back onto the stage. I knew they wouldn't hear me so I picked the microphone back up. “Listen, I know what you all might think of me but this has nothing to do with anyone but myself, Kellin and James.”
“Slut!” I stayed where I were.
“Really Jesse? Keep out of this, everyone just keep out of this.” I put the mic on the stand and walked back off stage. I sat myself upon one of the boxes back there. I had to collect my thoughts before going back on stage. Someone in front of me coughed. I looked up to see Kellin stood in front of me. “Yes?”
“It's over.” I flinched as he spoke. He didn't mean it surely? I looked away, nodding. I understood why, I mean why would anyone want to stay with someone who's not faithful?
“I'm sorry Kels, you know that right?” I said in nothing above a whisper.
“I know.” With that he headed back to join his band. Sighing I stood up. I motioned for them to begin playing. I had to perfect this song, ready for tonight.
“From the bridge okay?” I grabbed the mic from the stand. I was ready to rock.
♠ Still beating,
Still breathing
Falling from grace,
You laugh in my face
But you are the one who will leave with the beating
With bleeding hands I fight for a life that’s beat me down
Stand up and scream while the rest of the world won’t make a sound
Rising again from the fire,
A Phoenix alive and inspired
You can’t erase me, won’t even phase me
No one hears a fucking word you say
Still beating,
Still breathing
Falling from grace,
You laugh in my face
But you are the one who will leave with the beating
With bleeding hands I fight for a life that’s beat me down
Stand up and scream while the rest of the world won’t make a sound
With bleeding hands I fight with the pride left in me now
Stand up and scream while the rest of the world won’t make a sound ♠
I finished the song, happy with myself. I high fived my uncles before heading into the seats. I wanted to watch Of Mice & Men to prepare for the song I had to sing with them again. This time, I'd get through it properly.
“For a chick, you go hard.” smiled Matt, the drummer of Bring Me The Horizon, as I sat beside them.
“I know, but I'm no way near as good as the rest of you.” I laughed. Oli leaned over, whispering in my ear. I couldn't refrain from laughing out loud, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't hold it in. I caught Oli looking behind us with a smirk on his face. I knew what he was doing, but he wasn't trying to hook up with me. He was just simply trying to cause trouble which right now I didn't mind.
I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I answered it straight away.
Hello?
Addy? It's Ben.
I can't talk right now, I'll call you later!
No, it's about you and James. Shit is going down on every social media and network site. James is coming for you. Keep him away from Kellin.
My phone cut off. I stood up, walking backstage, checking my news feed.
@Kellinquinn: @JamesAfuckingA can't get your own so you steal other people girls? Smooth.
@JesseSWS: @adriana_perry @JamesAfuckingA have a nice life together.
@Kellinquinn: don't trust anyone! everyone turns out to be a liar.
I kept checking every site I could. People had already figured it out and people had confirmed it. I ran straight out the building, running straight into Cassells. I tried to wipe away the tears but it was too late. He'd seen them.
“I'm going to kill him.” he half shouted.
“Just leave it. It's done with now. I just need a strong drink right now.” I laughed a little. I switched my phone off, tossing it onto the bus. “Fancy joining me?”
“When do I ever turn a drink down?” He nudged me slightly. I heard my uncle's calling my name. Both me and James set off at run, I couldn't be there. Not with Kellin, not with anyone. I wanted to let my hair down and forget my problems.
That's exactly what I intended to do.
“Dad where are you?!” I called through the hallway. 13 years old and I was left alone.
This was the last venue on their final tour together, I knew I had recognised it when we started walking inside. Vic was still rambling about something as we continued walking. I could of sworn we had already passed the stage area.
“This isn't funny dad, where are you?!!” I shouted once more.
I was beginning to smile to myself. My eyes began to water, happy tears.
“Dad? A man just asked me to show him my boobs” he jumped out from behind me.
“I hope you slapped him.” I laughed at how quick he appeared.
“Found you.”
Playing a game while in the venue was always their favourite thing to do. We stopped outside a door, a note was stuck to it. I took it off and began to read it. It was from the venue handlers.
Adriana,
We wanted to give you this dressing room to yourself because we believe you have a few good memories in this room. No-one has used this since your father passed, it's still the same as you both left it all them years ago.
Enjoy your stay with us.
Pushing the door open, I peered inside. The first thing that caught my eye was a teddy that was on the mini couch there. I spent ages looking for that, it must of been here all these years. I looked to my left, Uncle Vic was still stood there. “Surprise?” he smiled.
“They really haven't used this room?” He nodded in response. “You set this up for me? What about the other venues?”
“Every single one, you get the one that you and your dad would use. No more sharing for you. Just a small gesture you know?” I hugged him tight as a tear slipped, they had put so much work into this tour. I just wish dad was here to see all this. He left me alone, I decided to look around the room a little more. To see what I could find. Looking through the drawers on the dresser, I found a piece of paper. It had my dad's signature on it. Underneath, it had mine. I studied it closely, our signatures were so similar.
“Ads? Come here.” I huffed as I got up walking over to dad. “Sign underneath mine.”
“Why? It's a piece of paper.” I asked.
“One day, someone will find this and you'll be famous by then.” I rolled my eyes at him, taking the pen I scribbled on it with my signature. It was barely readable but it'd do.
“For a 13 year old, you have a serious attitude problem.” He laughed as I threw the pen back down.
“I hate touring.”
It wasn't a lie when I said that back then, I used to hate touring all the time. I sat myself at the dresser, looking at myself in the mirror. I looked nothing like my biological father Jaime. I looked a lot my mom. Yes I do know what she looked like. But in my eyes, I had some of Tony's features. I had so many good memories from being a child. “Stage in 2 minutes!” A voice called through my door.
Soundcheck. Damn I had forgotten about that. I grabbed the key to the room, locking the door as I left I wandered down to the stage area with the stage crew. I pulled my phone out. 6 missed calls; Dylan Fuentes, Ben Bruce. I decided to call Ben back later. I wouldn't bother calling Dylan back. If he wanted to get me back, he was going about it the wrong way.
Vic passed me the mic, I gave him a confused look. “You're performing that song tonight.” Oh. I looked out at the seats, Of Mice & Men and Bring Me The Horizon were sat there. No sign of Sleeping With Sirens. Who could blame them though? I'd hurt their precious little Kellin Quinn. I hadn't even checked my twitter, in fear of the outside world knowing.
“Take it from the beginning....” smiled Uncle Vic. The music started up.
♠ Trying to tear me apart,
Breaking me down to the bone
So listen closely,
'Cause what you don’t see
Is there’s still blood inside this beating heart ♠
I stopped singing as I spotted Kellin and his band enter the stage area. They all spotted me, one of them whispered something to Kellin making him agree with whatever they said to him. I looked to my left to see Jaime looking at me with a look that I couldn't quite work out. I dropped the mic, making the feedback screech through the arena. Everyone looked at me as I walked off. I deserved to be treated like this so why was I getting so upset over it? Oh that's right, I thought my life was perfect.
“That's right, run away!” I heard Jesse call.
“Shut it Jesse! Back off.” I heard Oli shout. I turned on my heel, going back onto the stage. I knew they wouldn't hear me so I picked the microphone back up. “Listen, I know what you all might think of me but this has nothing to do with anyone but myself, Kellin and James.”
“Slut!” I stayed where I were.
“Really Jesse? Keep out of this, everyone just keep out of this.” I put the mic on the stand and walked back off stage. I sat myself upon one of the boxes back there. I had to collect my thoughts before going back on stage. Someone in front of me coughed. I looked up to see Kellin stood in front of me. “Yes?”
“It's over.” I flinched as he spoke. He didn't mean it surely? I looked away, nodding. I understood why, I mean why would anyone want to stay with someone who's not faithful?
“I'm sorry Kels, you know that right?” I said in nothing above a whisper.
“I know.” With that he headed back to join his band. Sighing I stood up. I motioned for them to begin playing. I had to perfect this song, ready for tonight.
“From the bridge okay?” I grabbed the mic from the stand. I was ready to rock.
♠ Still beating,
Still breathing
Falling from grace,
You laugh in my face
But you are the one who will leave with the beating
With bleeding hands I fight for a life that’s beat me down
Stand up and scream while the rest of the world won’t make a sound
Rising again from the fire,
A Phoenix alive and inspired
You can’t erase me, won’t even phase me
No one hears a fucking word you say
Still beating,
Still breathing
Falling from grace,
You laugh in my face
But you are the one who will leave with the beating
With bleeding hands I fight for a life that’s beat me down
Stand up and scream while the rest of the world won’t make a sound
With bleeding hands I fight with the pride left in me now
Stand up and scream while the rest of the world won’t make a sound ♠
I finished the song, happy with myself. I high fived my uncles before heading into the seats. I wanted to watch Of Mice & Men to prepare for the song I had to sing with them again. This time, I'd get through it properly.
“For a chick, you go hard.” smiled Matt, the drummer of Bring Me The Horizon, as I sat beside them.
“I know, but I'm no way near as good as the rest of you.” I laughed. Oli leaned over, whispering in my ear. I couldn't refrain from laughing out loud, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't hold it in. I caught Oli looking behind us with a smirk on his face. I knew what he was doing, but he wasn't trying to hook up with me. He was just simply trying to cause trouble which right now I didn't mind.
I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I answered it straight away.
Hello?
Addy? It's Ben.
I can't talk right now, I'll call you later!
No, it's about you and James. Shit is going down on every social media and network site. James is coming for you. Keep him away from Kellin.
My phone cut off. I stood up, walking backstage, checking my news feed.
@Kellinquinn: @JamesAfuckingA can't get your own so you steal other people girls? Smooth.
@JesseSWS: @adriana_perry @JamesAfuckingA have a nice life together.
@Kellinquinn: don't trust anyone! everyone turns out to be a liar.
I kept checking every site I could. People had already figured it out and people had confirmed it. I ran straight out the building, running straight into Cassells. I tried to wipe away the tears but it was too late. He'd seen them.
“I'm going to kill him.” he half shouted.
“Just leave it. It's done with now. I just need a strong drink right now.” I laughed a little. I switched my phone off, tossing it onto the bus. “Fancy joining me?”
“When do I ever turn a drink down?” He nudged me slightly. I heard my uncle's calling my name. Both me and James set off at run, I couldn't be there. Not with Kellin, not with anyone. I wanted to let my hair down and forget my problems.
That's exactly what I intended to do.
10/16/13