Words When You're Ready

“So yeah, are we gonna hang today?”

“Yeah, my bus or yours?”

“Yours since …” Ronnie looked over at Manta who was looking down and away, her grip on his shirt maintained. “… might be uncomfortable with a lot of people.” His voice stayed low so she couldn’t hear. Even though Ronnie and I were having a conversation, I kept my gaze on Manta. Every little mannerism of hers I could see, how nervous she was… how distant she was… how dependent she was on Ronnie.

Why doesn’t she talk though?

I’m determined to know.

We parted ways, them walking towards their bus to get ready.

I rushed onto my bus, taking the four steps two at a time, slamming the door behind me. “Hey bud, where were you?” Jamie asked with a sly look on his face. I just smiled and walked past him, thinking of where I was, and where we were all going to be tonight made the butterflies fly. “Ah, ah ah.” Jamie’s voice was high pitched when he said that, wagging a finger. “It’s about fuckin’ Manta isn’t it?” He asked me, placing a hand on my shoulder just before I got into my bunk. “What if it is?” I asked, shooting him a playful glare. Jamie sighed heavily, turning to face Tony who was approaching the situation. “Jamie wanted to call first dibs on her but, you know the rule.” Tony said, raising an eyebrow to Jamie, to which he replied. “All parties have to be present for dibs on a female to be valid.” He groaned, rolling his eyes. “Exactly! And since Mike is getting ready and he wants a piece of the action, we must wait.” Tony said with a look of pride on his face. “Boys, I believe this is war.” Jamie said, nodding his head and walking away. “It’s on fuckers!” I called, turning to get ready for the night ahead.

Ronnie and Manta arrived around 9:30, Ronnie had brought us a case of beer and Whiskey, which we had our own but, there was never enough. “Hey guys, welcome to our abode.” Jamie said enthusiastically, guiding them in by placing a hand on Mantas back, which made her flinch slightly. “Ah fuck guys, today was rad as shit!” Ronnie laughed, his voice booming through the whole bus. Everyone yammered on, agreeing with him and sharing stories about their day, Manta was sitting between Jamie and Ronnie but, she was leaning more towards Ronnie, with Jamie inching closer and closer.

“This one time, so many fucking bras were thrown onto stage, we had all the possible colours, sizes and types of bras. We could have made a museum.” Tony boasted, taking a swig of his beer, I laughed along, taking my phone out to show them a picture of the mountain of bras that had been collected. Ronnie chuckled and brushed his hair back with a hand, looking over at Manta, who had pulled her phone out to text someone. Ronnie simply nodded and pulled his phone out; She was texting him. Silently, Ronnie got up with Manta and lead her to the door, which she carefully exited.

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