Words When You're Ready

“Hey kiddo, I got a surprise for you.” Ronnie said, laughing a throaty kind of laugh. I looked up from my laptop to him, tilting my head. “Do you want to come with me to…” He paused, pulling out a VIP pass to Warped Tour with both my name and “R.RADKE – GUEST” on it. “Motha fuckin’ Warped Tour?” He said, scrunching his nose and shaking his head side to side dramatically with each word as he spoke. Before he could finish I sprung out of my seat, hugging him tightly, my way of agreeing in the most excited way possible. Once I finally pulled away, I took the pass in my hands and stared at it long and hard, making sure it was fucking real. “It’s real, ya freak show.” He chuckled, ruffling my hair which earned him a roll of my eyes.

“Quit staring at it and get packing kid, we leave in an hour.”

And with that I ran to get dressed, throwing my lanyard around my neck.

While packing, I had the newest Pierce the Veil album playing loud, throwing the essentials for a tour of this grandeur into a suitcase; as in everything in my room. I put on my makeup, basic winged eyeliner and mascara, and put on the outfit I had chosen for today and ran out to find Ronnie at the door. “Took you long enough, lets fucking go!” He cheered, throwing open the door and dragging two suitcases with him, I swear the man needs more things than I do.
The plane ride was smooth, we basically sat in silence, I listened to all the bands that were going to be there, giddy as shit. There were some fans of Ronnie’s who came to say hello, I just turned away as if I were a random person who didn’t know him, even though the tabloids and anyone who could see or hear knew. Unfortunately they all said that Ronnie was “unfit to be caring for anyone” but, that’s a load of bullshit.

We arrived in the first town that warped was in; Washington. Ronnie helped me get my bags, both of our hoods were up as we crossed the departure line. I stopped in my tracks seeing the crowd of paparazzi that was ahead of us, Ronnie squeezed me lightly in his embrace, pulling me behind him.

“Ronnie! Do you believe you’re fit to take care of this girl?”

“Manta! Do you feel safe with Ronnie?”

"Is he forcing you to do anything?"

The questions raged on, my heart was racing a mile per minute as Ronnie shoved through the people, saying that he would answer no questions and keeping his grip firm on me. I felt myself falter in my steps and my hands shake but, Ronnie kept me with him. We finally made it to the bus and he shoved me in front of him, turning to look at the crowd once more before getting in.
“That took ya long enough, asshole!” Jacky yelled, standing up to greet us. The rest of the band had been waiting for us in the bus, I stood aside as they all greeted Ronnie., nodding at me. I just kept my head down, my grip firm on the hem of Ronnie’s sweater. Ronnie kept up the conversation while silently leading me to the master bedroom of the bus. “One sec guys!” He called, closing the door behind him.

“Okay so, you can stay in here, you don’t have to chill with us in the main room if you don’t want to.” He said, dropping my bags on the bed. “Maybe…” I said quietly, my voice cracking, looking up at him with a sheepish smile on my face. “Good to hear.” He said, smiling sweetly as he approached me, kissing my forehead gently.

“I’ll leave ya to it! If you need me, text me!” And with that, I was alone once more.

Notes

Woo! First chapter c:

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