I Breathe You In With Smoke.
And If I Ever Catch The Ones Who Hurt You.
1 MONTH LATER (June 2nd, one week before Mya's birthday.)
I found myself mesmerized by the cheesy horror movie playing on the television as my hand was in a bag of Barbecue Lay's chips. I watched, eyes wide as this girl was crying, hiding in a closet with her hand around her mouth to silence her uneven breathing as footsteps were slowly walking around her room.
Been there, done that.
I stuffed a chip in my mouth, holding my breath for the poor girl as black boots stopped in front of the door. As the door opened, I felt myself being tackled. I let out a small scream, similar to the one coming from the TV as I looked up to see Tony leaning over me.
"Man! You smashed the chips!" I laughed, throwing my head back dramatically.
"Oh, don't act like you weren't scared." He laughed and pecked me on the lips. I rolled my eyes and pushed him off of me.
"What are you watching anyways?" He laughed. I shrugged and leaned into his chest.
Not like I could watch it anymore, becoming infatuated with Tony rather than the movie.
He looked down at me and raised his eyebrow.
"Can I help you?" I shrugged, looking down with a smile as I pulled down my sweater sleeves. He pulled me into him and I brought my knees to my chest.
"Okay, this acting is absolutely horrible." Tony laughed, grabbing the remote and scrolling through the channels. He clicked on 'Teenage Mutant Turtles' and I busted out laughing.
"Right, cause this is so much better."
"Damn right it is." I rolled my eyes focusing back on the Tv, only jumping away when we heard someone walking downstairs.
"Chill, lovebirds. It's just me." Vic chuckled. I hopped up and hugged him.
Oh, how bad I wanted to tell him and the guys about Jas, but I couldn't. She said she wanted to wait until she came home, and I wanted updates on how things were going with her, and if I told, she wouldn't trust me.
"Hey, My."
"Hi, Victor." I told him, kissing his cheek and walking back to sit down. I gasped as Tony pulled me over, making me land on his lap.
"Whoops, looks like ya fell." He said innocently, making me giggle.
"You could've just asked, Y'know."
Tony and I. I wasn't too sure what we were. I had to respect the fact that he was working stuff out. I mean, I understood that I was too young, and his best friend's sister, but then he acts like this.
It confuses the crap out of me, but maybe it's best to just not ask questions and enjoy his embrace. All I knew was that I liked him. I liked him alot.
"Tone, we have a live chat we gotta do at 7." Vic said, walking out of the kitchen with a glass of water. Tony smiled and nodded.
"Tonester loves his fans, doesn't he." I gushed. He rolled his eyes.
"Of course, I do. What kind of question is that?"
"It wasn't a question, doofus."
"Wow, hurtful."
"I sowwy."
"Okay, you guys are going to make me sick." I laughed and pointed at Tony.
"It's his fault!" Vic simply shook his head and walked back upstairs.
"Let's get everyone up and grab something to eat."
"Sounds good, considering you murdered my chips." I told him, hopping off of his lap and heading to Vic's room.
"Oh whatever!" I heard Tony scream. I laughed and knocked on Vic's door, getting the "Come in" seconds later. I opened the door to see him with his acoustic guitar out, along with a notebook with scribles lining the paper, and a pen. Mike was on the other side of the room, sitting in Vic's desk chair with a drumpad on the table.
"You writin'?" I asked with a smile as I jumped on his bed next to him.
"No peeking!" He whined.
"Okay, okay, sorry." I mumbled. "Tony wants to go get something to eat. You wanna come?"
"Can we go in like an hour? We just, really need to get this chorus done at least." Mike said, twisting his drumstick around his slim fingers. I shrugged.
"Hey, little one plays guitar, doesn't she?" He asked Vic.
"Oh yeah, you do, don't you."
"Okay, I know where this is going, and that's my cue to get the fuck outta here." I laughed.
"Come on! I wanna hear you play, or... sing at least. Jaime told me he caught you singing king for a day, and-"
"I don't sing."
"We'll be the judge of that." Mike smirked. I groaned and got up.
"The only thing you'll be a judge of, is deciding on where we'll be eating lunch."
"Whoa hoa, Fiesty." I rolled my eyes and gave them both a hug.
"Love you."
"Love you too, My's." They both told me as I walked out of the room and closed the door lightly. Before I had the chance to turn around, I was picked up from behind. I squeaked in surprise, but relaxed when I saw his tattoo sleeve.
"Jaime, I swear to God. Never scare me like that again."
"Sorry, beautiful." He spun me around and kissed my forehead.
"Guess who's birthday is next week?" He grinned.
"Gee, I don't know."
"Yes you would, because it's yours!" He cheered, hugging me so tight that my cheek was smashed against his muscular chest.
"Okay, a-air." I coughed. He let me go with an apologetic smile and grabbed my hand.
"Why are you so excited about this?"
"It's... It's kinda my first birthday with you. Y'know, I've missed 17 of them, and I'm just so goddamn happy that I get to. Better late then never, right?" I smiled softly and nodded.
"Better late than never." I agreed.
I smiled over at Jaime as I picked at my salad, listening to him over exaggerate a story of the guys on tour.
My smile though, it was an empty one. I couldn't help the sickening feeling in my stomach, like someone was watching me, or that something could go wrong at any given moment.
I was scared, but I didn't let it show. I couldn't concentrate, looking around to put a face to the burning stare that made my skin feel like it was on fire.
"Earth to Mya!" Mike screamed, snapping his fingers in front of my face, causing my head to snap over to them.
"Y-Yeah?"
"You good?"
"Mhmm."
"Well, we were-"
"Hold on. Mya, you look terrified. What's going on?" Jaime asked.
"I'm f-fine. Mike just scared me is all." Everyone hesitantly nodded.
"What do you want for your birthday?"
"You don't have to get me anything.."
"Haha, very funny." They all said at the same time, making me giggle.
"I'm serious!"
"Okay, fine. Be stubborn like that." I rolled my eyes as the waitress came over and laid down the check, winking at Tony, who was sitting next to me. I sucked on my teeth, trying to contain my anger as the blonde bimbo slipped him a piece of paper. Vic kept his eyes on me, silently telling me to breathe. I jumped when I felt Tony's hand on my knee, and pushed it off. He sighed and opened the note. I expected it to be her number, written in stupid bubble numbers, but there was writing in cursive, scribbled with a little colored in heart at the end. Before I could read it, he closed it back up and put it back in his pocket. I bit my tongue and tried to stay calm, only because I couldn't react in front of Jaime, but the jealousy had only made my skin even hotter, a flush creeping up my neck as I dropped my head, my hair falling in front of my face to hide my reddening face.
"Excuse me."
"My..."
"Move please." I said through gritted teeth. He sighed and complied, watching me slide out of the booth and walk outside. I took a deep breath and sat at the bench outside of the diner, watching the other guys get out of the booth and grab their check.
That fucking waitress walked up to him and I narrowed my eyes, watching her shake her hips as she walked up to him.
He wasn't mine, so I couldn't do anything. I couldn't tell her to 'back off', I damn sure couldn't say that he was taken, all I COULD do, was watch. I didn't want to watch though, my only reason being that the longer I looked at her, the prettier I realized she was. She had so much more than I did. A beautiful hourglass figure, blue eyes, long, thick blonde hair, legs that went on for miles, her perfectly sunkissed skin.
I felt my eyes well up as I forced my gaze away and to the traffic to my left. No wonder Tony had kept the note.
"My's?" I heard. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. Fuck.
"Mya, I'm sorry. I-"
"D-Don't touch me, don't talk to me, don't even fucking l-look at me." I spat as I felt his knee brush against mine as he took a seat.
"I didn't do anything! Why are you so mad at me?" I dug my fingers into my cuts and he grabbed my wrist.
"Stop it. Please don't do this." I let out a shaky sigh, shaking my head and keeping my face hidden behind my hair.
"You kept it.."
"My, I told her I wasn't interested."
"But you kept it!" I screamed and ripped my wrist from his grip, standing up and looking him in the eyes. "Y-You kept it." I choked out, my voice coming out in a whisper. He looked as if his heart broke watching a tear fall out of my eye as I shook my head again.
Why was I being so childish? I didn't even know what the note had said, but it was clearly something along the lines of a hookup, being as Tony 'Wasn't interested'. I just... I liked him so much.
But, as I said before, I was helpless, left torn between two. He wasn't mine. He didn't want me, I knew this. He could obviously have any model at the snap of his fingers, not someone like me.
But.. I just couldn't let him go, act like everything between us hadn't happened. No, it was too late for that.
"I DIDN'T KEEP IT, MYA! FUCK!" He screamed. I jumped from his harsh tone, the tears only coming faster.
"No, My.. I'm sorry." He jumped up from the bench and I flinched, backing away from him. "please, babe."
"I'm walking home.." I told him, wiping my tears and walking off. I heard him run up to me.
"No! That's not safe!"
"Don't care." I laughed under my breath through my tears.
"I don't have it, I promise. Look." I turned around to find that he had turned his front pockets inside out.
"Please, it's like 5 miles. Don't do this."
"Y-You screamed at me, Tony."
"I didn't mean it, please." I looked into his eyes, and I could tell that he was genuinely scared.
"I can't." I whispered. I just needed time to breathe. Nobody's screamed at me, since... them.
And the fact that I was being yelled at by someone I loved, just.. hit me like a ton of bricks.
I walked away to hear the guys all talking to Tony, asking me where I was going in a panic, before I heard someone run up to me again, wrapping their arms around me. I fought against their grip, before falling limp and just crying in their embrace.
"What happened, little one?" I heard Mike -who must've been the one hugging me- whispered.
"T-Tony screamed a-at me."
"You screamed at her?" He whispered harshly at him as he rubbed my back.
"I never meant to, I-I swear! She wants to walk home and-"
"My, are you kidding? No way in hell are you walking home." Jaime told me. I felt Mike pick me up and I writhed in his grip, trying to just... get away from it all.
He set me in the back and sat next to Vic, who had pulled me into him as Tony got in next to me. I sniffled, moving closer to Vic and leaning my head on his chest, the smooth movements from the car putting me to sleep.
I didn't quite wake up after that, only when there was a knock on the door. Everything seemed hazy, blurry for a lack of better word. I wasn't sure how I ended up in my room, or with Tony's arm wrapped around me, until everything started coming back. I sighed and threw his arm off of me, looking around my pitch black room, trying to locate the soft knocking echoing and floating through the house. I realized that it was coming from down stairs, so I got up and opened my door, cringing when I watched Tony stir from the creaky door. I opened it just enough so that I could squeeze through before walking downstairs. I looked into the kitchen, the stove clock showing the time in red, blinking numbers.
11:57 pm
It had read. The knocking continued and I groaned, mumbling an "I'm coming, I'm coming." I unlocked the door, and undid the door chain, opening it.
If only I had enough time to react before I hit the ground.
I found myself mesmerized by the cheesy horror movie playing on the television as my hand was in a bag of Barbecue Lay's chips. I watched, eyes wide as this girl was crying, hiding in a closet with her hand around her mouth to silence her uneven breathing as footsteps were slowly walking around her room.
Been there, done that.
I stuffed a chip in my mouth, holding my breath for the poor girl as black boots stopped in front of the door. As the door opened, I felt myself being tackled. I let out a small scream, similar to the one coming from the TV as I looked up to see Tony leaning over me.
"Man! You smashed the chips!" I laughed, throwing my head back dramatically.
"Oh, don't act like you weren't scared." He laughed and pecked me on the lips. I rolled my eyes and pushed him off of me.
"What are you watching anyways?" He laughed. I shrugged and leaned into his chest.
Not like I could watch it anymore, becoming infatuated with Tony rather than the movie.
He looked down at me and raised his eyebrow.
"Can I help you?" I shrugged, looking down with a smile as I pulled down my sweater sleeves. He pulled me into him and I brought my knees to my chest.
"Okay, this acting is absolutely horrible." Tony laughed, grabbing the remote and scrolling through the channels. He clicked on 'Teenage Mutant Turtles' and I busted out laughing.
"Right, cause this is so much better."
"Damn right it is." I rolled my eyes focusing back on the Tv, only jumping away when we heard someone walking downstairs.
"Chill, lovebirds. It's just me." Vic chuckled. I hopped up and hugged him.
Oh, how bad I wanted to tell him and the guys about Jas, but I couldn't. She said she wanted to wait until she came home, and I wanted updates on how things were going with her, and if I told, she wouldn't trust me.
"Hey, My."
"Hi, Victor." I told him, kissing his cheek and walking back to sit down. I gasped as Tony pulled me over, making me land on his lap.
"Whoops, looks like ya fell." He said innocently, making me giggle.
"You could've just asked, Y'know."
Tony and I. I wasn't too sure what we were. I had to respect the fact that he was working stuff out. I mean, I understood that I was too young, and his best friend's sister, but then he acts like this.
It confuses the crap out of me, but maybe it's best to just not ask questions and enjoy his embrace. All I knew was that I liked him. I liked him alot.
"Tone, we have a live chat we gotta do at 7." Vic said, walking out of the kitchen with a glass of water. Tony smiled and nodded.
"Tonester loves his fans, doesn't he." I gushed. He rolled his eyes.
"Of course, I do. What kind of question is that?"
"It wasn't a question, doofus."
"Wow, hurtful."
"I sowwy."
"Okay, you guys are going to make me sick." I laughed and pointed at Tony.
"It's his fault!" Vic simply shook his head and walked back upstairs.
"Let's get everyone up and grab something to eat."
"Sounds good, considering you murdered my chips." I told him, hopping off of his lap and heading to Vic's room.
"Oh whatever!" I heard Tony scream. I laughed and knocked on Vic's door, getting the "Come in" seconds later. I opened the door to see him with his acoustic guitar out, along with a notebook with scribles lining the paper, and a pen. Mike was on the other side of the room, sitting in Vic's desk chair with a drumpad on the table.
"You writin'?" I asked with a smile as I jumped on his bed next to him.
"No peeking!" He whined.
"Okay, okay, sorry." I mumbled. "Tony wants to go get something to eat. You wanna come?"
"Can we go in like an hour? We just, really need to get this chorus done at least." Mike said, twisting his drumstick around his slim fingers. I shrugged.
"Hey, little one plays guitar, doesn't she?" He asked Vic.
"Oh yeah, you do, don't you."
"Okay, I know where this is going, and that's my cue to get the fuck outta here." I laughed.
"Come on! I wanna hear you play, or... sing at least. Jaime told me he caught you singing king for a day, and-"
"I don't sing."
"We'll be the judge of that." Mike smirked. I groaned and got up.
"The only thing you'll be a judge of, is deciding on where we'll be eating lunch."
"Whoa hoa, Fiesty." I rolled my eyes and gave them both a hug.
"Love you."
"Love you too, My's." They both told me as I walked out of the room and closed the door lightly. Before I had the chance to turn around, I was picked up from behind. I squeaked in surprise, but relaxed when I saw his tattoo sleeve.
"Jaime, I swear to God. Never scare me like that again."
"Sorry, beautiful." He spun me around and kissed my forehead.
"Guess who's birthday is next week?" He grinned.
"Gee, I don't know."
"Yes you would, because it's yours!" He cheered, hugging me so tight that my cheek was smashed against his muscular chest.
"Okay, a-air." I coughed. He let me go with an apologetic smile and grabbed my hand.
"Why are you so excited about this?"
"It's... It's kinda my first birthday with you. Y'know, I've missed 17 of them, and I'm just so goddamn happy that I get to. Better late then never, right?" I smiled softly and nodded.
"Better late than never." I agreed.
I smiled over at Jaime as I picked at my salad, listening to him over exaggerate a story of the guys on tour.
My smile though, it was an empty one. I couldn't help the sickening feeling in my stomach, like someone was watching me, or that something could go wrong at any given moment.
I was scared, but I didn't let it show. I couldn't concentrate, looking around to put a face to the burning stare that made my skin feel like it was on fire.
"Earth to Mya!" Mike screamed, snapping his fingers in front of my face, causing my head to snap over to them.
"Y-Yeah?"
"You good?"
"Mhmm."
"Well, we were-"
"Hold on. Mya, you look terrified. What's going on?" Jaime asked.
"I'm f-fine. Mike just scared me is all." Everyone hesitantly nodded.
"What do you want for your birthday?"
"You don't have to get me anything.."
"Haha, very funny." They all said at the same time, making me giggle.
"I'm serious!"
"Okay, fine. Be stubborn like that." I rolled my eyes as the waitress came over and laid down the check, winking at Tony, who was sitting next to me. I sucked on my teeth, trying to contain my anger as the blonde bimbo slipped him a piece of paper. Vic kept his eyes on me, silently telling me to breathe. I jumped when I felt Tony's hand on my knee, and pushed it off. He sighed and opened the note. I expected it to be her number, written in stupid bubble numbers, but there was writing in cursive, scribbled with a little colored in heart at the end. Before I could read it, he closed it back up and put it back in his pocket. I bit my tongue and tried to stay calm, only because I couldn't react in front of Jaime, but the jealousy had only made my skin even hotter, a flush creeping up my neck as I dropped my head, my hair falling in front of my face to hide my reddening face.
"Excuse me."
"My..."
"Move please." I said through gritted teeth. He sighed and complied, watching me slide out of the booth and walk outside. I took a deep breath and sat at the bench outside of the diner, watching the other guys get out of the booth and grab their check.
That fucking waitress walked up to him and I narrowed my eyes, watching her shake her hips as she walked up to him.
He wasn't mine, so I couldn't do anything. I couldn't tell her to 'back off', I damn sure couldn't say that he was taken, all I COULD do, was watch. I didn't want to watch though, my only reason being that the longer I looked at her, the prettier I realized she was. She had so much more than I did. A beautiful hourglass figure, blue eyes, long, thick blonde hair, legs that went on for miles, her perfectly sunkissed skin.
I felt my eyes well up as I forced my gaze away and to the traffic to my left. No wonder Tony had kept the note.
"My's?" I heard. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. Fuck.
"Mya, I'm sorry. I-"
"D-Don't touch me, don't talk to me, don't even fucking l-look at me." I spat as I felt his knee brush against mine as he took a seat.
"I didn't do anything! Why are you so mad at me?" I dug my fingers into my cuts and he grabbed my wrist.
"Stop it. Please don't do this." I let out a shaky sigh, shaking my head and keeping my face hidden behind my hair.
"You kept it.."
"My, I told her I wasn't interested."
"But you kept it!" I screamed and ripped my wrist from his grip, standing up and looking him in the eyes. "Y-You kept it." I choked out, my voice coming out in a whisper. He looked as if his heart broke watching a tear fall out of my eye as I shook my head again.
Why was I being so childish? I didn't even know what the note had said, but it was clearly something along the lines of a hookup, being as Tony 'Wasn't interested'. I just... I liked him so much.
But, as I said before, I was helpless, left torn between two. He wasn't mine. He didn't want me, I knew this. He could obviously have any model at the snap of his fingers, not someone like me.
But.. I just couldn't let him go, act like everything between us hadn't happened. No, it was too late for that.
"I DIDN'T KEEP IT, MYA! FUCK!" He screamed. I jumped from his harsh tone, the tears only coming faster.
"No, My.. I'm sorry." He jumped up from the bench and I flinched, backing away from him. "please, babe."
"I'm walking home.." I told him, wiping my tears and walking off. I heard him run up to me.
"No! That's not safe!"
"Don't care." I laughed under my breath through my tears.
"I don't have it, I promise. Look." I turned around to find that he had turned his front pockets inside out.
"Please, it's like 5 miles. Don't do this."
"Y-You screamed at me, Tony."
"I didn't mean it, please." I looked into his eyes, and I could tell that he was genuinely scared.
"I can't." I whispered. I just needed time to breathe. Nobody's screamed at me, since... them.
And the fact that I was being yelled at by someone I loved, just.. hit me like a ton of bricks.
I walked away to hear the guys all talking to Tony, asking me where I was going in a panic, before I heard someone run up to me again, wrapping their arms around me. I fought against their grip, before falling limp and just crying in their embrace.
"What happened, little one?" I heard Mike -who must've been the one hugging me- whispered.
"T-Tony screamed a-at me."
"You screamed at her?" He whispered harshly at him as he rubbed my back.
"I never meant to, I-I swear! She wants to walk home and-"
"My, are you kidding? No way in hell are you walking home." Jaime told me. I felt Mike pick me up and I writhed in his grip, trying to just... get away from it all.
He set me in the back and sat next to Vic, who had pulled me into him as Tony got in next to me. I sniffled, moving closer to Vic and leaning my head on his chest, the smooth movements from the car putting me to sleep.
I didn't quite wake up after that, only when there was a knock on the door. Everything seemed hazy, blurry for a lack of better word. I wasn't sure how I ended up in my room, or with Tony's arm wrapped around me, until everything started coming back. I sighed and threw his arm off of me, looking around my pitch black room, trying to locate the soft knocking echoing and floating through the house. I realized that it was coming from down stairs, so I got up and opened my door, cringing when I watched Tony stir from the creaky door. I opened it just enough so that I could squeeze through before walking downstairs. I looked into the kitchen, the stove clock showing the time in red, blinking numbers.
11:57 pm
It had read. The knocking continued and I groaned, mumbling an "I'm coming, I'm coming." I unlocked the door, and undid the door chain, opening it.
If only I had enough time to react before I hit the ground.
Notes
So sorry, I had to hold off on updating because the comments wouldn't stop!
It was just like an all out war, but I tallied them up, and yeah. This was the outcome.Don't worry my horny darlings, smut may come soon. I feel like my writing has improved. Idk, I feel like I've become more descriptive.. What do you think? <3
Are her and Tony going to be okay?
What about Kevin and Laura, now that they have found her?
And.. And could you just do something for me please? I don't know the author of this story or anything, but this one shot is unbelievable. It's just so beautiful, and I have to share it (It's a Jalex, btw.) If you read it, tell me and I'll shout you out. It's just, I can't. Real talent needs to be shared, so here..
http://www.mibba.com/Stories/Read/537207/Im-Lost-Without-You/
Check out my ADTR fic.
http://www.mibba.com/Stories/Read/537340/Were-a-Force-That-Could-Shake-The-Whole-World/
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