~One-Year Ago: Warped Tour~
~Joel’s POV~
I can’t believe that asshole. Andrew has a wonderful girl, and he is messing with that little stank groupie?!? I can feel Marie cling closer to me, her body is shaking bad, she’s trying not to cry.
“It’s ok to cry.” I whispered in her ear.
“I don’t wanna cry.” She spoke into my chest
I pulled away from her and looked into her ocean blue green eyes. The tears welling themselves together.
“Do you want to talk?” I asked her, “I can get one of the guys if you want.”
She shook her head.
“I wanna talk to you, alone.” She said
I took her hand, only a friendly gesture, though I wish it were more. We headed outside and onto my tour bus. We made ourselves comfortable and then she opened up.
“I’m not someone who talks about her feelings much, I’m a private person. But Joel…agh…” she let out a frustrated growl, “Ever have that feeling that you get when you meet someone, and you instantly click with them?” she asked
I nodded, I had felt it with her.
“That’s what I felt when I first met you, Joel, you mean a lot to me, I know we just met. God I probably sound crazy.” She said looking down.
I put my hand under her chin and pull her gaze to meet mine.
“You’re not crazy.” I said
The air is getting hot, I know my palms are sweaty. I let my hand fall back to my side.
“I just need to vent, that’s all.” Marie said
“Talk, I’m a good listener.” I said
“This isn’t the first time he’s done this. He does this a lot, he meets a little slut, sleeps with her then comes back to me. I hate myself, it’s just, I always take him back. I feel dirty.” Marie said whispering the last part, but I heard her
I felt my blood pressure rise, he had done this before? And she took him back?
“It’s not your fault, you love him.” I said, even though it pained me to say it.
“But I don’t wanna love him anymore. I wanna end it, but I can’t bring myself to do it.” She said
The tears finally fell. I pulled her closer to me, letting my shirt take in the salty tears. I rubbed the back of her head, hoping to calm her down. She pulled away and looked up at me, her mascara running, eyes turning red, but still I loved her. She put her hand on my cheek, her hands were so cold, I pulled the hand into mine, warming it. She looked down at the simple gesture and smiled.
“You’re the best friend I could ask for.” She said
I put on a cheesy grin.
“I know.”
~*~
Marie’s POV
I was getting butterflies in my stomach, if only I could tell him how I really felt, not about Andrew, but about him. I couldn’t control my feelings anymore. I took my other hand and placed it on his cheek, he shivered under my touch. His eyes closing. While they were closed I moved myself closer to him, finally our lips touching. I sucked on his bottom lip, until he opened his mouth, it was a sign, he as allowing it, I hadn’t been rejected.
Somewhere deep inside I knew what I was doing was wrong, but Andrew had hurt me and I liked his man, I liked Joel. He let go of my other hand, and put his warm hands on the curve under my ribs, easily pulling me to sit in his lap. I let my hands fall down to his chest. I could feel his abs through the shirt. I let my tongue explore his mouth. I pulled back from the kiss and looked into his chocolate brown eyes. He leaned up to me and began kissing my lips, tugging at the lip ring on the right side. I opened my mouth, expecting him to kiss me, but he moved the kisses. Following my jaw line, down my neck and finally at the neckline on my low cut shirt, really kissing my chest. I put my hands under his shirt and pulled it from his body, only breaking the kiss for a moment. I threw the shirt on the opposite couch. His hands had slipped under my shirt and were getting ready to unsnap my bra when the door to the bus stormed open.
We both wide eyed looked at the intruders. Thank God it wasn’t anyone from SC, it was Billy, Benji and Paul. All looking wide eyed at us. I quickly jumped off of Joel. But alas I felt no regret, no remorse. I looked back at him as I wiped the mascara stains from my cheeks when I exited the bus. When I found my bus I quickly opened the door and slipped into my bed, not caring that I didn’t change.
~*~
~Joel’s POV~
I felt their stares as I grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. I looked at them, each of them in the eyes.
“What was that?” Paul asked
I merely looked up at my two best friends and my brother. I headed back to my bunk and crawled in, knowing my arms weren’t gonna be around her tonight.