Words When You're Ready

Leaving her alone was bittersweet; I knew she liked her privacy and being around people scared her but, I really wanted to spend time with her and for her to come out of her shell but, it all takes time. I walked out to find my band mates giving me a look that I have received way too often. “Why the fuck did you bring her?” One of them finally spoke, to which I crossed my arms at. “I can bring her wherever the fuck I want. I don’t trust her alone without me around, I know exactly what she would do…” I trailed off, sitting in an arm chair, burying my face in my hands
The last time she was alone she did something that is so fucking common yet, so damn unfortunate especially for a girl of her beauty. I left her to go on tour, I trusted her to be safe but, she was her own biggest threat. Manta is a mysterious girl, but that silence can’t hide how destroyed emotionally she is from me. How broken and dangerous she is.

The entire way to Warped she stayed in her room, only opening the door to let me in so we could hang out, play games and write songs. She’s helped me with some of my music with coming up with witty ways to get what I want to say across. She’s the fucking master of sass. We finally made it to the first venue of Warped, and to say that we were all syked was an understatement.

Manta followed close behind me, keeping her grip on my shirt, as usual whenever she walked with me. It’s the cutest thing. “Hey girlie, come here.” I smirked, pulling her into the tent where we were selling merch. She gave me this paniced look which I knew would happen. “You aren’t dealing with the public, you’ll work in the back and move boxes and unpack and restock. You’ll barely have to see anyone and you’ll make money doing it.” I chuckled confidently, earning a hug from her. “Money’s always good.” She giggled lightly. It always made my day to hear her speak, even if it was briefly. “Before your job starts kiddo, I want you to meet someone.” I smirked, walking in front of her so she could assume the position of holding onto my shirt once more. “Don’t be scared, but this is Pierce the Veil.” I said, stepping aside to reveal her favorite band to her, feeling her hand drop from my shirt.

Notes

Manta has officially met PTV!

But Ronnie's band doesn't like the fact that she's here...

What's gonna happen?

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