Fuentes Time

We've been practising a lot. We've included some more break downs in our songs too. Dad has been teaching me some vocal exercises I can do. I think the band it doing good. We've definitely gotten better. The crowds at our gigs are slowly becoming bigger. I've noticed some people are coming to each gig. We have our own little following. There's been talk to tour once Matt and I have graduated. Okay, the talk is only between Fay and I, but it's still talk.
After we finished practice at V's everyone walked out of her apartment. "What are you all doing?" Matt asked. He took my hand as we all headed out of the building, and brought it up to kiss it gently with his lips.
"I am going out to find someone desperate enough to sleep with me." James exclaimed.
"Good luck with that." I rolled my eyes.
"I am not going out with him." Fay laughed.
"I don't know." I shrugged. "What about you?" I asked Matt.
"Hanging out with Davie." Matt replied.
"You down for some movies, Ef?" Fay asked.
"Sure." I nodded. We carried on walking until Matt and James had to break away from us. Matt squeezed my hand and I reached up to kiss him briefly. "See you." I told him.
"I'll call you tomorrow." Matt told me.
"Me too." James smirked before Fay hit him.
"Go on." Matt urged. I waved to them and turned to Fay. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I sighed as we walked.
"I'm going to kill him." I said flatly.
"Get in line." Fay chuckled. He got out a pack off cigarettes and popped one in his mouth. He offered me one and I took it gratefully. We lit up and I took a long drag.
"I think we're getting better." I said randomly.
"Me too." Fay agreed. "Even V is slightly better."
"Mike's been giving her some tips."
"Oh, your uncle really hates James."
"I know." I laughed. "He can't stand him. I don't know what it is."
"The prick has kind of grown on me."
"Like a boil or a wart?" I teased.
"The guy is just a festering wound in my side." he joked.
"He's going to get himself in trouble one day, though."
"Probably." Fay nodded. "On his own head be it. Whatever he gets he'll probably deserve." he reasoned. I looked up as I exhaled a cloud of smoke. I stubbed my smoke out and threw it down onto the ground. We were outside Fay's apartment block. He opened the entry door and took me up. We went inside his apartment and I wrinkled my nose.
"How do you live here?!" I exclaimed. "It's fucking disgusting."
"Don't judge me." Fay smiled. I went to sit on the couch and he brought us some drinks. "You look tired." Fay said.
"Do I?" I asked. "Not a surprise."
"You work flat out."
"Yeah." I agreed. "Someone has to. We don't have an agent or manager."
"You losing nights over it?" he enquired.
"A few." I shrugged.
"I don't know how you do it." he shook his head. "You're at school early every day. You do all your school work, all your homework and extra bits at school. Then you come home, drop off your things and have a vocal session with your dad. You head straight out after an hour of that. Then we practice until late. You go back home to have dinner. Practice some more. It's gone two at this point. Then you spend hours doing stuff for the band or writing more songs for us." he said.
"I do what I have to do." I shrugged.
"I literally don't know how you do it. It's not physically possible." he sighed.
"I tell you this and you don't breathe a word." I warned. "Especially not to big mouth you share an apartment with."
"Promise."
"I've been taking stuff."
"What stuff?" he raised his eyebrows.
"These pills. I get them from my dealer."
"And what do they do?"
"They keep me awake." I laughed. "I take them and I only have to sleep every three or four days. I can schedule time for sleep too. I'm able to get so much stuff done."
"Why did you start taking them though?" Fay asked. He seemed chilled out about the whole situation. I know he's the only one who would be.
"There weren't enough hours in the day. Dad told me if I didn't pick up with school then I couldn't use his studio. We need that to redo the demos. So I had to find away to get everything done." I explained.
"You're not addicted to them, are you? I've heard that happening to people."
"I don't think so." I replied. "I'm taking them because I want to.
"Can I see them?" he asked. I nodded and got them out of my bag. He looked at them in the bag and frowned. "These are bad for you, you know."
"I know." I agreed.
"Didn't think that was going to stop you." he laughed. "If I see you addicted though I'm sending you to rehab." he threatened.
"You going to tell anyone?" I asked.
"No." he shook his head. "I get why you're doing it. I think you'd do anything for the band. But I'm keeping an eye on you. I won't tell anyone unless I have to." he said.
"I get it. Thanks." I smiled. Fay handed them back to me and I put them away.
"You're not doing it because you lost time when you went to England, are you? Because that's just stupid."
"No, I'm doing it to prove someone wrong. And for myself too, obviously."
"Who you proving wrong?" Fay asked casually.
"Connor. He's kind of the reason I went to England."
"Did you go visit him?"
"No." I muttered against the couch. "I had a trial to go to." I leant against the back of the couch so my body was scrunched up and my face was in my knees.
"What did you do?"
"I was raped." I breathed. "Connor raped me."
"Fucking hell." Fay muttered. He sighed heavily and took my hand. "You okay?"
"Yeah, you know." I shrugged.
"What happened?"
"I was high and drunk. He wanted to fuck and I didn't. He made me go down on him in a toilet cubicle." I explained deadpan.
"How long did he get?"
"He didn't." I smiled sadly. "He got off and I got fined for ecstasy. He raped me and in get in trouble."
"That's such bullshit." Fay muttered.
"I know." I agreed. "I decided that life sucks and shit happens. You have to do whatever you can to make things work, including cheating and lying and manipulating. Life fucks you, so fuck it back." I said.
"Is it bad that I agree with you?"
"No, it's smart." I said. "As the great Kurt Cobain said, no one dies a virgin, life fucks us all."
"He was a legend." Fay reasoned.
"If I go back to England I'll probably fly kick him or something though."
"I'll break his jaw for you."
"Thanks." I smiled lightly. "I think you're the only one that really gets my way of thinking."
"I guess we're just on the same page. The others are a chapter behind." he said. "That's why I'm taking over some of your management duties."
"Thanks, again." I nodded.
"Come here." he urged. Fay opened his arms and I hugged him. He squeezed me tightly and I smiled. "You're like one of those army tanks, Ef."
"Are you calling me fat?" I teased.
"I meant on the outside your so tough and hard and nothing can hurt you. But then you get inside and you find a scared little man preying to a God that he isn't sure exists."
"I don't know if that's offensive, bullshit or complete and utter genius." I said.
"Let's go will genius." he laughed and I pulled back. I think Fay's the only one that's on my level for life. And that is seriously refreshing.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? Some Fay and Effy time. Do you like their friendship? Do you like Fay? Will he tell anyone about the pills? What do you want to happen? No one has been commenting lately! Tell me what you think please guys! You have me thinking the story has gone down hill :)