As I watched the boys perform from the side stage, I couldn't help but to think what I was doing with my life. I watched the guys pour their heart and soul into something they loved and I was just stuck. I never really had a stable job in five years since the guys make me go on tour with them. Jaime never let me help him pay for the house so I always had a large amount of money sitting around. I watched Mike as he banged away on his drums and couldn't help but feel some what attracted to the fucker. I know I needed to grow up, and so did Mike. But I just couldn't come to it, I know it wouldn't hurt to put in an effort to be nice to him.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when Vic called me out on stage. As I made my way over to stand next to Vic, he started talking to the crowd.
"Now you see this girl right here, has always been here for us ever since we met her seven years ago. She's helped us with our career and just everything in general. She's pulled us out of our ridiculous fights we've had while on tour. Without her, Pierce the Veil probably wouldn't even be here. She won't let some silly fight tear us apart and we are very thankful for that. So Michelle, what do you have to say about that?"
I took a deep breath in before I spoke into the mic, "All I have to say is thank you for your kind words, and I truly do love everyone of you little shits, even you Micheal! We may have our fights, but life wouldn't be the same without you." I quickly walked off the stage before anybody could say anything, going back to my original spot on the side stage, I looked at the guys. They looked like they've seen a ghost. Mike had his mouth open, his jaw practically on the floor. Rolling my eyes at the guys, I signalled for them to finish their set.
Once the set was finished Mike practically ran offstage towards me and dragged me to a seperate room away from everyone.
"What the fuck was that about!?" He yelled once the door was shut.
"Its called being nice Micheal, you should try it sometime."
"Dont go pulling that shit again, we're supposed to hate each other. Stop messing this up! Damn it!" tears were now threatening to spill down my face. I don't know why I was letting this get to me, we've said much worse things before. I nodded my head at him and left the room without another word. I made my way into the bathroom and locked myself in one of the stalls. This tour had just begun and I was already begging for an escape.
Its quite ridiculous how only a few words can effect you so much. I slid down the stall wall and cried my eyes out for what seemed like hours until I had nothing left in me. I finally went out and searched for the boys outside of the venue, finding Tony and Jaime hanging around talking to a few fans. I made my way passed them without anyone really noticing me. I slipped into the bus hoping nobody was in the lounge. Of course, the last person I wanted to see was in the lounge.
"Where'd you go?" Mike asked glaring at me.
"No where Mike, don't worry about it," I spoke softly barely above a whisper.
"First of all don't tell me what to do, second, have you been crying?" He asked getting up off the couch and walking towards me.
I took a few cautious steps back until I had no where else to go. Leaving me trapped in a corner,"I said don't worry about it Mike."
"God damn it Michelle! Just tell me the truth!"
"Yeah Mike I have been crying! But what's it to you!? It's not like you giving a living shit about me anyways. I tried to be fucking nice to you and you just shut me down! So you know what Mike? Fuck you, I'm sick of feeling this way just because of you!" I yelled angry tears making their way down my face. Before I could manage to say anything else, Mike slammed his lips onto mine, and for once I kissed him back. It felt right this time. He pulled away, leaving me breathless, "I've always cared," he whispered wiping the few stray tears left on my face.