As I sat there with probably the most confused face ever, I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of his mouth. Surely he was lying, right? But something in his tone and facial expression made me want to believe every word. I was at loss for words, how the hell do you reply to something like that? I was searching for words to say and I couldn't come up with anything.
"Just give me some time, okay Mike?" I asked softly, barley above a whisper.
He nodded his head, grabbing one of my hands he pulled it up to his lips and kissed it gently, "take all the time you need. I'll always be here," and with that he left the room to leave me tending to my thoughts alone.
I stayed on the couch for a little while longer still confused as ever. I mean, he's always said harsh things to me and I always believed every word he said because when he's yelling how ugly and worthless I was in my face I couldn't help but to believe him. That's the way it's been for years. Standing up quickly I ran to my bunk and slammed the curtain shut, bursting into quiet sobs. I took my iPod out and blasted the music into my ears, hoping that I would stop thinking. After about ten songs of crying I was exhausted. What was I supposed to do other than to just sleep on it?
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I woke up the next morning feeling shitty as ever, I rolled out of my bunk and made my way to the front of the bus.
"Where are we?" I asked anyone who was willing to answer.
Mike spoke up, "We're in New York."
My eyes grew wide and I swear I stopped breathing. Feeling my body grow week I fell to the floor. What else could be thrown my way today? This was the first time I've been in the state of New York and I already had a feeling I didn't want to be here. I wanted to go home, home to California. New York was nothing but a bunch of bad memories.
Tony knew exactly why I was acting this way. He walked over to me, picking me up gently and placing me in his lap. Rocking me back and forth I curled up in his lap and buried my face in his chest, letting silent sobs leave my body. Why was I such a mess lately? First everything with Mike and now this. What's going to happen next? The guys looked at me with worried expressions, which only made me cry harder into Tony's chest.
"Tone go, I've got this," a pair of gentle arms wrapped around me, lifting me off of Tony and carrying me to my bunk. I looked up to see Mike crawling into the bunk and getting in behind me. Pulling me close to his body, he rubbed my back trying to soothe me. He kissed my head repeatedly. After a few minutes or hours, who knows, I stopped crying and curled up into Mike's arms. We never said a word the whole time, it was just comfortable silence.

Notes

Sorry this chapter sucked so much. I honestly have no idea where I'm going with this story, I hope you're enjoying it though! Updates will be soon.