What If I Can't Forget You? (Tony Perry)
And I know Erin is nice, this is just a fan fiction. :) And I know that this has taken ages for me to update, but I've just had 2 weeks of preliminary exams, so I've been revising.
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"Erin?" Jaime and Vic said at the same time. She just stood there along with Sam looking shocked. Although, Erin's was more of a 'Why the fuck are Vic and Jaime here and how does she know them?' sort of shocked, whereas Sam's was more of a 'Who are these guys and how do they know Erin, and how does Bridie know them?' sort if shocked. Not dissimilar, but still not exactly the same.
"U-uh, Vic, Jaime! What are you doing here?" She exclaimed in a panic. "What a... lovely surprise." She said the last part bluntly.
"Wish we could say the same." Vic replied monotonously.
"H-how's Tony?" The brunette asked. All the while Sam looked slightly intimidated and scared.
"You don't deserve to know, slut!" Vic spat back at her. She didn't even look that taken back. I guess he's shouted at her before.
"So this is the guy you've been sleeping with?" Jaime asked, clearly quite pissed off. "You never deserved Tony!"
"Yeah, this is the guy, at least we could be free together once Tony found out. Anyway, Bridie! How've you been? It's been years! What are you doing here?" She clearly didn't know I was in a relationship with Sam. And yeah, I know Erin. We used to be friends I suppose. When I first came here I went to the same gym as her and we used to talk.
"Um, well, I came back to MY house to get my portfolios to show Vic and Jaime. And while you were cheating on Tony, yeah, I'm a fan of Pierce The Veil, you were fucking MY EX-boyfriend. But now he's yours." I smiled bitterly. "And gone by noon, Sam, or I'm calling the police. Got it?" I stormed past them and to my bedroom and getting my portfolios. Vic and Jaime looked like they were on the verge of snapping soon, so walked faster down the hallway.
"Come on guys." I smiled sweetly at them. On my way out the door I turned around and faced the man I once loved and the woman who broke my hero's heart and spoke. "Its a shame really, it would've been nice to talk to you again, too bad you were sleeping with my -now- ex-boyfriend, and you broke my hero's heart. And you, I have nothing to say except noon- twelve-hundred hours- or police. Clear?" He looked so sad and angry at himself. I felt sorry for him.
"Please! Bridie please I still love you. Please don-"
"I don't wanna hear it. I want all your stuff, including your fuckbuddy there, gone. Clear?" He didn't try and say anything this time.
"Clear." He whispered guiltily and looked at the floor while a few tears fell down his face. I turned back around and walked out the door, but not without hearing a 'Sorry' from Sam. A soon as the door closed, I broke down into tears and fell to my knees on the porch. Vic and Jaime rushed up. Vic knelt next to me and pulled me into his chest to cry while whispering 'Shh, its okay' to me, while Jaime rubbed my back.
"He's not worth it. You'll find someone better. Come on." Vic spoke softly to me before helping me up and giving me one last hug. Jaime picked up my portfolios and snatched his hands away when I tried to get them from him.
"Nope. I'm carrying them!" Jaime smiled at me and put his free arm round me while Vic held my other hand and we walked back to wherever their bus was.
We arrived at a parking lot about 20 minutes later that wasn't that far from the bar I met them at. Before you even got to the parking lot you could clearly see the huge bus. 2 floors. I've never been on a bands tour bus and I've always wanted to go inside one and see what they're like; I guess now's my chance.
"Well, here we are! The Pierce The Veil tour bus!" Jaime announced while running ahead and opening the bus door for me and Vic.
"Thank you, Jaime. Such a gentleman." I smiled. Vic dropped my hand to let me walk up the steps to the bus. As I walked up onto the floor of the bus, I saw Mike sat there on one of the couches with a beer and his laptop on his lap with his headphones plugged into it with them in his ears.
A few moments after being in the bus, the tattooed man looked up as his older brother and best friend and removed his headphones.
"Hey guys, who's this?" He asked looking at me and smiling warmly.
"Oh, Mike, this is Bridie." Vic pointed at me and I smiled and said hi. "Me and Jaime met her at the bar we went to, she's a huge fan, and she's a photographer. And then I had the idea of asking her to be our photographer, after seeing her portfolio, or portfolios in this case, of course. So we went to her house to get them and bring them back here so we can see how good she is." Vic smiled brightly at me.
"Oh cool. Have you taken pictures of us before because your face looks familiar?" Mike questioned.
"Uh yeah, but not like a photo shoot, I take pictures at concerts, so I get to stand in front of the barrier which is always pretty cool. I've occasionally gone back stage or done a photo shoot, but not often." I smiled, thinking back at all the concerts I've been to, the bands I've met, the most recent one from last night which was one of my favorite bands, All Time Low, then coming home especially early to see-
At this point my eyes were filling with tears and they were on the verge of spilling over. It took a lot of control to stop them doing that. Mike noticed and immediately his face held a look of concern.
"Are you okay?" Mike asked. Vic looked over and instantly pulled me into his chest which just caused me to cry. Count 2! Yay! Cry in front of your heroes more than once in a night Bridie! Way to fucking go! "What's wrong? Do you two know what's wrong? One second she's smiling and the next she's crying. Is she oka-?" Mike asked worriedly until Vic cut him off.
"Yes, Mike, we know what's wrong. Just shut up for a minute." Mike immediately shut up. As I cried Vic whispered soothing things in my ear and I eventually started to calm down.
As I slowly became calmer, I heard a door open which caused me to look up, which only caused me to cry again.
This past week has been hell. I loved her. I really fucking loved her. I was going to propose and everything. Why would she cheat on me? I really thought she loved me. I wonder if the guy she was sleeping with knew she had a boyfriend? Or he had a girlfriend or something? Probably not.
Over this past week, all I've done is just lay here and only leave to get food, drinks, go to the bathroom and shower. I've become so lifeless; my eyes are dull, I can't be bothered to do anything any more, I just get drunk all the time, although I haven't today. I really don't think I'm up for this tour, but I can't disappoint the fans.
As I was lying down in the front lounge room of the bus, wallowing in my own self-pitty, I heard the door open and then close a few seconds later. It'll be Vic and Jaime, no question about that, but my question was; why are they back so late? My question was soon answered when I heard an unfamiliar voice say a soft 'Hi'. I wonder who that could be?
"Me and Jaime met her at the bar we went to, she's a huge fan, and she's a photographer. And then I had the idea of asking her to be our photographer, after seeing her portfolio, or portfolios in this case, of course. So we went to her house to get them and bring them back here so we can see how good she is." I heard Vic say. Ahhh, that explains a lot. Well at least we have a photographer now I guess.
Continuing to listen I heard this woman, (Bridie?) speak.
"Uh yeah, but not like a photo shoot, I take pictures at concerts, so I get to stand in front of the barrier which is always pretty cool. I've occasionally gone back stage or done a photo shoot, but not often." Followed closely by Mike's voice.
"Are you okay? What's wrong? Do you two know what's wrong? One second she's smiling and the next she's crying. Is she oka-?"
"Yes, Mike, we know what's wrong. Just shut up for a minute." Vic snapped at Mike. Hmm.
Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to go out there, and to be honest, I need to have a say on who our photographer is as well, so I might as well go out there. By the time I opened the door the sounds of the girl crying were gone and it was just sniffling.
I stepped out of the room and she looked up, and when her teary, glassed over eyes met my lifeless ones, she immediately started to cry again. What the fuck? Why would she cry at the sight of me? She's never met me before as far as I'm aware. Hmm.
"Dude, why did she just start crying when she saw you?" Mike asked before I could.
"I honestly don't know." I replied quite dully with just a hint of curiosity. She looked up at me, let go of Vic and started to make her way over to me. When she reached me she hugged me and whispered,
"I'm sorry. You'll be okay. She wasn't worth it, neither was he." Um, okay. Why is she apologizing? Who is he? The guy she's sleeping with? She suddenly let go of me and looked up at me, her eyes glistening in the light.
"Yeah, the guy she's sleeping with wasn't, and isn't worth it. By now they're probably boyfriend and girlfriend." Wait? I said that out loud?
"Umm, how could you know?"
"The guy Erin was sleeping with was my boyfriend." Oh...
Wow. This took just over a month to update, but yeah, prelims. WASN'T THE NEW SERIES OF SHERLOCK AMAZING! :D
"So if I didn't understand I was being asked to be best man, it is because I never expected to be anyone's best friend. Certainly not the best friend of the bravest, kindest, and wisest human being I have ever had the good fortune of knowing." ~ Sherlock Holmes