*Aleah's POV, Wednesday, 3:00*

The talent show was starting at seven, so Mel was gonna come over and help my dye my hair. I've been wanting a change for a while, and this was the only free time I'd have all week. "This is the last time I'm gonna see you as a smurf, huh?" Tony said, pretending to be sad.

"Just for now." I kissed him on the nose before he headed out the door to my room. The guys were practicing in the jam room tonight. We all agreed that we would share it since it was the best practice space either band could get.

There was still a really thick tension between Tony and Vic, and I was still waiting for someone to say something about it. "You ready?" Mel asked me with an excited look in her eyes.

"Geez, I feel like you're always more excited to dye my hair than I am to have it dyed!" I laughed.

"Well if the band fails, there's always being a hairdresser. Or a stripper." She said, trying really hard to be serious and not burst out laughing.

"That's the spirit." I said, causing us both to start laughing hysterically.

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*Two Hours Later*

My hair was now blonde on top with a black under-layer. [Picture in character description]

"I think it compliments your half-latina complexion really nicely!" Mel said once it was blow-dried and straightened.

"I love it!" I said as I turned away from the bathroom mirror to hug her.

"C'mon," she giggled, "let's go show your boy." We both chuckled as we headed to the jam room. We stopped short outside the door as we heard yelling coming from the other side. I couldn't hear what voice belonged to who, but I could hear easily what they were saying.

"It's not my fault she kissed me, bro!"

"You didn't exactly try to stop her, did you?"

"Mike, back me up!"

"I know you're my brother, but… If it weren't for me pulling her off you, I'm pretty sure you wouldn't have done anything."

"So?! It's still not MY fault HE pissed her off and she decided to kiss me!"

"Quit being such a child!"

"Guys, all this is going to do is hurt her! Knowing that the people she loves are fighting because of that she did will tear her apart."

"I'm not pissed at HER, I'm pissed at this asshole for LIKING IT!"

A moment of quite. THUD!

"WHAT THE FUCK MAN?!"

"He had that shit coming to him."

"What the hell is going on?" I slammed the door open at that point – I'd heard enough. I gasped when I saw Tony standing up shakily with a hand over his eye, Jaime helping him up, and Mike less than a foot from Vic's face, glaring right in his eyes.

"My brother crossed a line." Mike said coldly and quietly, not breaking his heavy stare on Vic.

"Like you didn't cross a dozen more lines with her!" Vic yelled.

"With her, not him! Plus, that's in the passed. Those mistakes have been forgiven." Mike responded. When Vic didn't respond, Mike shook his head angrily and walked over to me. It wasn't until he placed one hand on my shoulder and used the other to wipe tears from my face that I realized I was crying and shaking. The person who had always been the protecter, just became the one I felt I needed to be protected from.

"How. Dare. You!" I shouted as I shook free of Mike's gentle grasp and stomped over and got in Vic's face. I was slightly intimidated by his angry facade, but we were about even hight, so it wasn't too bad.

"Ali, please just-" Tony tried to stop me from yelling, but it was no use.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Vic?!" I yelled right at him, tears streaming freely down my face. "I've told you how many times that we will never be a thing, and I'm sorry if I fucked with your head the other day, but you need to get the hell over it! Then you come in to my house and start a fight with my boyfriend when I was nice enough to let you use my practice space! You know what, I want you the fuck out of my house. I'll call Ben and Lin and we'll do the Flyleaf song we're recording for the talent show. And I don't wanna see your face in my house again until you apologize to Tony for hitting him and being an asshole, to Mike and Himes for yelling at them and messing up their practice time, and to me for actually thinking that I was a slut that would start something with you when I'm not only dating Tony, but fucking living with him!"

"Aleah, I-" He started. Shit got real – nobody called me that unless some serious shit went down.

"No. Just stop." I mumbled, turning away from him. I walked over to Tony and pulled his hand away from his eye to examine it. "You're bleeding." I whispered.

"I'm fine. I promi-"

"No. Let's go get some ice."

"Ali, I seriously don't need it." he argued.

"Please?" I whined. "I don't want that face getting swollen." I whispered the second part so only Tony (and maybe Jaime, who was still standing nearby) heard. Tony stood up from the stool he was sitting on and we walked out of the room. "Mike," I called as we walked through the doorway, "get your brother out of my fucking house."

"Ali, please don't think you have to take care of me or anything. I've been punched in the face before." He chuckled as we entered the kitchen.

"Never at just the right angle that your dermal popped out, I'm guessing." I looked at him skeptically. A shocked expression washed over his face.

"Did it really?" He gasped as his hand flew up to touch the bleeding hole on his face where a gemstone should've been. There was a small streak of blood going down from it, and the stone was nowhere to be seen.

"We'll go Saturday and get it redone." I informed him as I retrieved a first-aid kit. I cleaned up the blood and the wound as best I could. During this process, Vic passed through my view but I ignored him completely as he left my house.

"Is this a bad time to tell you how hot you look as a blonde?" Tony asked as I finished tending to his face.

"No, but you might wanna say it again later… Just in case." I joked and we both laughed out loud. "I have to go call Ben, I'll be in my room. Call Lin for me?"

"You got it, babe." Tony responded.

"Thanks, you're the best!" I called as I ran off. "Ben?" I said as he answered.

"Hey Leah, what's up?"

"What are the odds that you could perform at the talent show with us? Vic was going to play but we had a fight and-"

"Don't sweat it, Le. I'll be at your place in ten." He responded sweetly. Ben is kind of an asshole on the outside, but he really is a good guy when he needs to be.

"Thanks so much! We'll do the Flyleaf song."

"You got it, girlie." Ben said in an excited tone before hanging up.

"Lin's on her way." Mel said when I entered the kitchen.

"Ben too." I told her.

"I'm glad you still get to go out and do your thing, babe." Tony told me with a smile.

"Still bleeding?" I asked him as I gently pulled his hand away from his face.

"Not like he didn't deserve it." I jumped and spun around as I heard Vic's angry voice coming from the entrance to my kitchen.

"Vic, I told you I want you out of my house." I said coldly, yet with a slight waver in my voice.

Tony hopped down from his seat on the counter to stand defensively in front of me – sensing my hesitation, I guess. "I'm trying to apologize to you, Aleah." Vic said smoothly.

"I told you not to come back here until you can do that for everyone, and you clearly aren't sorry for hitting my boyfriend. " I responded, stepping forward to stand next to Tony.

"Well, I'm not. But I never meant for you to know, and I really never meant to hurt you." He rebutted.

"I don't care. You did hurt me, and you hurt the person I love. You need to get over your petty jealously, Victor." I told him, getting more and more angry.

"It wasn't about jealousy! He blamed me for your actions when really, you can only blame the guy that chose to date a whore like you." Vic shot back angrily. Then it was all black.

Notes

ohhhh more drama!!

and i changed the pic for Aleah to show her new hair :)

QOTD: Why is everything black…? (What happened?)

{Title Credit To: New Years Day}