I Breathe You In With Smoke.
What If I Can't Forget You?
"Mya! Come on, we're gonna be late!" I groaned and threw my face into my pillow.
"What the hell, Rach? We don't have to go in until 2!"
"Yeah, and it's 1:30." I threw the pillow off of me and looked at my phone. "You can't be late again or my boss is going to chew both of us out."
"I know, I know." I mumbled. "Just give me 5 minutes." I told her as I got out of bed. She sighed and closed my door. I yawned and stretched, cracking a few bones in the process before walking over to the closet and grabbing my uniform.
These past few months, I've just been barely scraping by without the guys. The only thing keeping me sane is just hearing their voices through youtube interviews, or listening to their music. It feels as if they were still with me. Rachel knows my circumstances, and understands. She's helped me turn my life around, truthfully. She had gotten me a job as a waitress, close to our apartment located in Orange County, about 2 hours away from San Diego. It sucked being so far away from my old home, but it narrowed the chances of them finding me, or me going there in a moment of weakness.
I haven't cut in 2 weeks, but I'm still battling with the eating disorder. I'm gradually trying to get better though, for the sake of myself.
I threw some skinny jeans on and my Vans before putting my hair up in a messy ponytail, grabbing my uniform shirt and apron. I ran out to see Rachel on her laptop.
"Let's go." I told her. She sighed in relief and closed her laptop.
"About time." She smiled, grabbing my hand and running out to the car.
"Can I burrow your eyeliner?" I asked as she put the car in park.
"Everything's in my purse. You can do it all in there, but we gotta hurry up and check in." She said and hopped out of the car. I nodded and grabbed her purse, following her in.
"Girls! It's about time, we're packed this morning. Get to work." Kevin, our boss screamed. We both nodded and grabbed our nametags, checking in and throwing on our aprons.
"Sorry, no time for makeup." Rach laughed. I rolled my eyes and nodded as I ran and grabbed a burger, the order placed underneath the plate.
"Table 16." The cook told me. I nodded and began my chaotic job.
TONY
The guys stayed at the Orange County stadium, watching the San Diego Padre's play the Giants. I didn't care for the game, sneaking out and just walking around.
Nothing interested me anymore, I just wanted to find Mya. It was impossible to forget about her. We'd all beaten ourselves up over it, and I was terrified that she didn't have me to protect her from her scum parents. She could be in trouble for all I know, but there would be nothing I could do.
But, I couldn't think like that. She had to be okay. She had to be somewhere in Cali. I prayed to God that I could find her before it was too late. I'd already begun to lose hope, running out of places to look. I had to find her before we left on the House Party Tour in 2 months.
I saw lightening strike, followed by a boom of thunder. I groaned, forgetting that there was a bad storm coming today. There was no place in sight, other than a thrift shop and a little hole-in-the-wall coffee shop awhile back. I turned around and booked it as the rain began to fall fast and heavy. I ran into the coffee shop, loud orders from cooks filling my ears.
"Hey there!" A cute blonde girl with a southern accent greeted me. She got closer and gasped. "O-Oh my goodness, Tony Perry?!"
"Tony?" I heard a loud crash behind me, of course forcing my gaze over to the sound.
And there she was. On the floor with trays, plates, cups, and a mess surrounding her.
"What the hell, Rach? We don't have to go in until 2!"
"Yeah, and it's 1:30." I threw the pillow off of me and looked at my phone. "You can't be late again or my boss is going to chew both of us out."
"I know, I know." I mumbled. "Just give me 5 minutes." I told her as I got out of bed. She sighed and closed my door. I yawned and stretched, cracking a few bones in the process before walking over to the closet and grabbing my uniform.
These past few months, I've just been barely scraping by without the guys. The only thing keeping me sane is just hearing their voices through youtube interviews, or listening to their music. It feels as if they were still with me. Rachel knows my circumstances, and understands. She's helped me turn my life around, truthfully. She had gotten me a job as a waitress, close to our apartment located in Orange County, about 2 hours away from San Diego. It sucked being so far away from my old home, but it narrowed the chances of them finding me, or me going there in a moment of weakness.
I haven't cut in 2 weeks, but I'm still battling with the eating disorder. I'm gradually trying to get better though, for the sake of myself.
I threw some skinny jeans on and my Vans before putting my hair up in a messy ponytail, grabbing my uniform shirt and apron. I ran out to see Rachel on her laptop.
"Let's go." I told her. She sighed in relief and closed her laptop.
"About time." She smiled, grabbing my hand and running out to the car.
"Can I burrow your eyeliner?" I asked as she put the car in park.
"Everything's in my purse. You can do it all in there, but we gotta hurry up and check in." She said and hopped out of the car. I nodded and grabbed her purse, following her in.
"Girls! It's about time, we're packed this morning. Get to work." Kevin, our boss screamed. We both nodded and grabbed our nametags, checking in and throwing on our aprons.
"Sorry, no time for makeup." Rach laughed. I rolled my eyes and nodded as I ran and grabbed a burger, the order placed underneath the plate.
"Table 16." The cook told me. I nodded and began my chaotic job.
TONY
The guys stayed at the Orange County stadium, watching the San Diego Padre's play the Giants. I didn't care for the game, sneaking out and just walking around.
Nothing interested me anymore, I just wanted to find Mya. It was impossible to forget about her. We'd all beaten ourselves up over it, and I was terrified that she didn't have me to protect her from her scum parents. She could be in trouble for all I know, but there would be nothing I could do.
But, I couldn't think like that. She had to be okay. She had to be somewhere in Cali. I prayed to God that I could find her before it was too late. I'd already begun to lose hope, running out of places to look. I had to find her before we left on the House Party Tour in 2 months.
I saw lightening strike, followed by a boom of thunder. I groaned, forgetting that there was a bad storm coming today. There was no place in sight, other than a thrift shop and a little hole-in-the-wall coffee shop awhile back. I turned around and booked it as the rain began to fall fast and heavy. I ran into the coffee shop, loud orders from cooks filling my ears.
"Hey there!" A cute blonde girl with a southern accent greeted me. She got closer and gasped. "O-Oh my goodness, Tony Perry?!"
"Tony?" I heard a loud crash behind me, of course forcing my gaze over to the sound.
And there she was. On the floor with trays, plates, cups, and a mess surrounding her.
Notes
Short and sucky filler... It's just, blah. but I had to find a way to reunite them.But what's going to happen?
Ik, Ik the house party tour dates are off, but it's fiction, so roll with it. xD
SHOULD BE FINISHED BY SATURDAY :O The ending will definitely be unexpected, I promise.
Putting Cassie in charge of the next chapter (Which she told me would be up by 8pm tonight), so yeah.. Stay tuned. ^.^
Thanks for reading!!<3
sequel pleeeease :D
5/14/14