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Mirrors on the Outside

Chapter 18

~Tony's POV~

I'm really worried but really fucking happy at the same time. Laura's my best friend, as well as Jaime. And really, I'm very glad that they are together because I think they're perfect for each other. The problem is that tour's over in a week.

Laura is just for this tour, at least, that's what the agreement is. But, not only are she and Jaime together, she's homeless. Laura doesn't have another job to go back to, or a place to live. And she sure as hell isn't going back to Craig.

The solution seems simple; she should move in with Jaime. I just don't know if they're ready for that or not. It may seem pretentious of me, but I think I need to have a little faux-counseling session with them. If anything, it will at least make them think about it. I don't know if they're aware that everything is over so soon or not, but if they are, then they're ignoring it.

I sigh, knowing that we have a show to get through tonight, and in fact I need to go get ready. Oh, and maybe invite our manager to this little meeting, just to see if there's any job Laura could possibly have so that she could continue to work with us.

Walking back to my bunk, I hear all too familiar noises coming from Jaime's closed bunk. I groan, really not wanting to do this, but knowing that they're not ready for the show and need to be. With a deep breath, I rip open the bunk curtain, causing Jaime and Laura to gasp and finally stop making out. I shake my head and make a face of disgust.

"You two are disgusting. Come on, we have a show." I roll my eyes and walk away, knowing full well that they know the first part was in jest, but that they seriously need to move on for a moment.

Unfortunately, my mind is working overtime and I can't focus on anything else for the entire show, completely screwing up a lot of stuff. Instead of having our usual casual meet and greet afterwards, we all just went back to the bus, in mutual understanding that it was a shitty show. As I'm getting ready to go to sleep, Laura appears in my bunk. We normally cuddle a little before bed, but I figured we'd be skipping that tonight.

The opposite of what normally occurs happens; Laura wraps me in her arms and forces my head down on her shoulder. I'm surprised, but only momentarily, relaxing into her embrace. After a little while, we both pull back and Laura looks at me with concern.

"What's going on with you Tone-Tone? I don't care about what went wrong in the show, before you say anything about that. I mean you. You seem really upset and I don't know why but I want to be here for you."

I sigh heavily and shake my head, not really knowing what to say. The concern in her expression turns to sadness. "Tony, please. God, I feel like such a burden, always spilling all of my crap on you. Then, you're upset for once and you won't even try and talk about it! Please, Tone. For me."

I can't fight that. "It's not you, Laura. Well, kind of. I need to talk to you, Jaime, and Chris, but I'm trying to wait until tomorrow because it's late."

She relaxes a bit. "Okay, Turtle. Try to get some sleep, I love you." And she hugs me tightly once more, pecks my cheek, and is gone. I lay down, understanding completely that my chances of sleeping tonight are slim.

~Laura's POV~

I'm really worried. Not just about Tony, but also about what he has to say. I know the end of tour is coming soon, but I've been trying to ignore that. I'm starting to think that wasn't the right choice.

The one thing that is both wonderful and awful at the same time about having a significant other who completely understands you is that you can't hide your feelings from them. The moment I lay in my bunk in Jaime's arms, he starts questioning me about what's wrong.

I sigh, really not wanting to cry, but the anxiety's also really bad right now. "Can we just talk about it in the morning, love? I really don't feel up to it right now." He kisses the top of my head.

"Of course, Laura. Sleep well, I love you." With that, he turns off the light and is snoring in minutes. I, however, know that sleep will evade me for at least most of tonight.

Comments

I'm crying. No joke. I'm crying. So thanks for that lol. Um how do I put this...uh oh yeah WRITE THE SEQUEL FAST!!!!!
Tayler Tayler
8/18/13
-,-
now I'm half pissed half sad
;-;
y u do dis
Why would you do this?! The suspense is going to kill me T.T
SailAwaySailor SailAwaySailor
8/17/13
Fuck you Craig and her parents!
Oh noooooo. Fucking hate Craig. That little shit. AND HER PARENTS LIKR DAMN FINE BE FUCKING ASSHOLES. update soon tho. ^^