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Post by Veggi Girl on May 21, 2006 17:38:32 GMT -5
There was a guy backstage. I thought he was kind of creepy. He kept talking to me while the band was playing. I knew Sonny could tell I was uncomfortable because he kept looking at me while he was singing. The guy said his name was Trent. He kept moving closer to me, and I kept moving away. He started to scare me. During the band’s break, Sonny came over and asked me if I was ok. He introduced himself to Trent. Sonny kissed me right in front of Trent. I saw the look on Trent’s face when Sonny pulled away. I knew he did it so that Trent would stay away from me. He didn’t like that this guy was around me, and I didn’t like Trent around me either. Sonny made sure that I was ok and then the band went back onstage to finish the concert.
Trent came back while the band was performing again. He asked me if Sonny was my husband and I told him not yet but he would be soon. Trent grabbed my wrist tightly and I screamed from pain. Sonny stopped singing and looked at me. Everyone stopped playing. By this time Trent had both of my wrists and I was trying to kick my way away from him. Sonny ran off stage and towards me. I kicked Trent and he let go, so I started to run back to the bus but Travis stopped me. He told me he would walk me back. I turned around and saw Sonny beating up Trent. It looked so funny. Trent was much taller than Sonny. Heck, Trent was taller than Matt. The entire band was off stage now and people from the audience were climbing onstage. It was crazy. Sonny punched Trent who fell to the ground. Then Sonny ran to catch up to Travis and me. And they walked me back to the bus. Sonny ripped off the gloves I was wearing. Trent had grabbed me so hard that the gloves stuck to my wounds, so when Sonny took off the gloves, my wrists started bleeding again.
“Oh God, I’m sorry.” Sonny said. “Travis, go get some towels.” “Sonny, it’s not that bad.” I said. “It won’t take more than one.” “Did he hurt you?” Sonny asked me. “Just my wrists. He scared me though.”
Travis got Sonny a towel. Sonny told me to put my wrists together. I did. He told me that he needed to put some pressure on my wrists to stop the bleeding and that it would probably hurt a bit. He wasn’t kidding. It did hurt, a lot. But I knew that it would stop the bleeding. Sonny could tell it hurt me. He kept telling me that he was sorry for the pain, and that it would be a lot less painful if I didn’t tense up. I told him I couldn’t help it. He said he understood and said that it would stop in a minute or so.
The guys and Taylor came running into the bus. They said that they told everyone that they were sorry but they had to cancel the concert and that it would set them back but they would stay an extra day to sign autographs if it made up for missing half of the concert. Taylor told Sonny that Trent said he was going to take Sonny to court. Sonny pulled the towel off of my wrists and said that Trent would be crazy to do a thing like that.
I guess Trent was crazy, because a few days later Sonny's lawyer came to our bus. Trent was taking Sonny to court. I felt so bad. I shouldn't have gone to the concert, this wouldn't have happened if I had just stayed on the bus. Taylor told me it was alright. She told me that Trent just wanted to be on television, that's why he was making a big deal about this. She told me that Sonny and I had done nothing wrong, and that this whole thing would pass. Travis, Derek, and Matt agreed. Matt kept staring at my wrists. I started to put my gloves back on but Sonny told me to leave the gloves off for the night.
When the lawyer left all I could do was sit and look out the window. I didn't feel like doing anything else. Nothing mattered to me except Sonny, and he was all I thought about. He was sitting across from me. I could tell he was looking at me without having to look in his direction. He asked me if I was ok, and I told him that I didn't know anymore.
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Post by Veggi Girl on May 22, 2006 16:46:19 GMT -5
We stayed the extra day, the band signed autographs. Sonny made me come with him. He said that he didn’t want to leave me on the bus by myself, and wanted to be able to keep an eye on me to make sure no one would hurt me. He said that he was afraid that someone would try to get in the bus if they knew I was there alone. I thought he seemed paranoid. It didn’t matter though. I thought it was sweet that he cared that much about me.
The busses were off again the next day. It didn’t take long to make up the time we had missed, we just stopped less. The other bands were really understanding about it. It was nice to have everyone’s support.
Sonny and I mostly kept to ourselves and each other. We hardly talked to anyone else. I guess we were both too busy thinking about what would happen at court. I mean, after all, Sonny did beat the living shit out of that guy, and we both knew it. Sonny knew that Trent could actually get something out of this. We sat together looking out the window most of the time, holding each other’s hand. I guess we looked really depressing. No one in the room talked, well, anyone rarely talked.
Sonny and I started sitting in our room because we didn’t want people getting depressed over us. We got the occasional knock on the door from everyone. I think Matt knocked the most. I don’t know why. I guess he felt sort of responsible for why Sonny and I were having so much trouble. That’s what Sonny said anyway. He said that Matt felt really bad for giving us problems when we started dating.
I went with Sonny to court. Sonny’s lawyer said that I had to. Sonny wasn’t too happy with it, I could tell. He didn’t think I had done anything wrong, that I was just using self defense, and that Sonny was the one who should get the blame. But the lawyer said that Trent was pressing charges against both of us. Cameras were everywhere. Sonny shielded me from them as much as he possibly could. I wasn’t allowed to wear my gloves to cover my wrists, the lawyer said that we would have a better chance at winning if Sonny and I looked less dead.
Sonny had also decided to counter sue Trent for attempted rape towards me. He said that he knew that’s what Trent was trying to do, and he was going to figure out a way to prove it. I told him that I just wanted this court thing to be over. Right off I was called to the stand. I was really nervous, I’m not sure why. I was asked what Trent did, and I explained what he did at the concert, and then I was done. I felt better after I sat next to Sonny again, and I didn’t have to speak after that. It went by so fast. I was so happy when it was through. It took a couple of weeks, but we won. Sonny made sure that we put a restraining order on Trent. I was ready for things on the bus to get back to normal, well, what was normal for the bus anyway.
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Post by Veggi Girl on May 22, 2006 17:43:58 GMT -5
Frankie surprised us one day by showing up on the bus. To be fair, it wasn’t our bus that he showed up at. Taylor, Travis, and I were traveling with the band Thursday until the night. Taylor said that a change of environment would be good for me. I told her that I didn’t know how big of a change a different bus would be. I guess I just didn’t want to leave Sonny’s side. But we had been spending so much time together lately, and even Travis agreed that it would be good to get away from everyone else for a while. Sonny kept calling me. It got to the point where Taylor took my cell phone away. It kind of made me sad but she said it was to get my mind off of things.
Anyway, Frankie showed up at one of the gas stations. He said he had been following us since the trial that Sonny and I went through. He also said that it was hell trying to find out which bus we were on.
I have to admit, I was a little confused as to why he was looking for us. But I guess he and Taylor started to become really good friends. Maybe a little too good? I don't really think there is such a thing. But it did look like they were starting something. Maybe not officially, but they were definitely flirting like crazy. I looked over at Travis who kept trying to hold in his laughter. Later when I asked him why he was laughing he said that it was because it was just a little weird that all this was happening and linked to our bus. I guess I had to agree.
Frankie gave me a hug and asked me if I had seen Trent. I told him no, and I better never see Trent again. I think Frankie kind of freaked out when he pulled away from me. I hadn't been hiding my wrists because Sonny thought that they might heal better if I didn't, and he was right, they were starting to fade. But I guess Frankie saw them because he kept staring at my wrists and he asked me if I was ok. I told him I was fine. Then he went to talk to Taylor, so Travis and I started talking with Thursday about a lot of nothing.
At night the busses stopped and the four of us walked to our bus. Then it hit me. Where was Frankie's car? I asked him and he told me that Gerard had driven it and he was going to pick Frankie up at the next tour.
"So is it behind us now?" Travis asked. "Yeah." Frankie answered. "Did you guys know Frankie was coming?" Taylor asked.
Everyone glared at Matt. Yes, Matt and Sonny knew. No one else did though. I thought it was sweet that even though Matt liked Taylor, he wanted to see her happy more than he wanted to see her with him. I talked to him later that night, as the bus was stopped again, about it.
"Are you over Taylor?" I asked. "Not completely." he said. "It's a little difficult when you live on the same bus. Ya know?" He paused. "She's right though. We're more like sister and brother than anything else."
I felt really bad for him. He was willing to give up pretty much everything. It reminded me of how I felt about Sonny. I was suddenly it with this incredible feeling that I can hardly describe. I kept asking myself what I would do without Sonny. Matt and I were both silent for a long time.
"Stay with Sonny." He said. "You two, you don't know how lucky you both are."
Then he got up and left. And I sat there, thinking. I knew that we were lucky. I don't think you ever know how lucky you are though. I was about to get up and find Sonny, but I didn't need to. Sonny came up and sat beside me. He held my hand and talked about how big the moon looked tonight. I put my head on his shoulder and told him that I love him. He told me he loves me too, like he always tells me. And again, I felt safe. I love that he makes me feel that way.
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Post by Veggi Girl on May 22, 2006 19:24:40 GMT -5
Woo Hoo! Back on the road again! These are the boring parts of the tour. You would think that it would be great, being on a bus and all. Well, it is great, it's just boring. There's really not a lot to do. I found that in times like these, portable dvd players and lap tops come in handy... Oh, and madlibs! Those could keep us entertained for hours at a time. I don't remember having one madlib that didn't have a dirty word in it. Most of those words came from Derek. I loved hearing the stories we came up with. Every story had something to do with sex or masturbation thanks to Derek.
"Our lovely story," Matt began, he couldn't stop laughing. "Christmas makes me want to masturbate. I crave the turtles and the kinky tables. I know that Frankie could hump up and down all day from creating Taylor. Sonny thinks Derek needs to cum like a chicken like this every year..." The story continued like this until the end. Sonny thought that the mixture of sex and Christmas made the story better. He said that if it were any other holiday, it just wouldn't work.
It got late and Sonny and I went to bed. I could hear Derek and Matt continuing the madlibs from the kitchen area. When I finally got to sleep, I had a really strange dream. I dreamt that Sonny and I were sneaking into a bar, I don't know why, just because we could I guess. Anyway, we met Trent, only, he was a girl, and now he was putting the moves on Sonny! When I woke up I was completely freaked out and had to make sure Sonny was still lying next to me. He was.
It was early morning and I couldn't get back to sleep, so I decided to get up and get dressed. After getting dressed, I walked into the kitchen area and Matt was making biscuits. I love biscuits. He asked me if the smell woke me up. I told him no. He asked me if I wanted some biscuits and I think my exact words were "Uh, yeah."
Soon enough everyone was up. I guess Matt knew they would be up soon, he made a ton of biscuits. I noticed how Frankie and Taylor were always together. I hadn't seen them kiss yet, but I could tell that something was going on. It was so cute. I felt sorry for Matt though. He acted like it didn't bother him, but I knew he was having a hard time trying to get over Taylor.
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Post by Veggi Girl on May 22, 2006 21:27:22 GMT -5
I talked to Matt later that day, when the bus had stopped again. This time it stopped at a park. Matt and I walked around for a while. I asked him how he was doing. He said that he was much better, but he didn't think that it would be this hard to get over someone. I didn't really know how to react. I told him that I was there for him, and that I was really impressed that he can let Taylor be happy even if it takes someone else to make her happy. He let me know that he appreciated my support even though he hadn't been all that nice to Sonny and I when we started going out. I told him that it was ok. It was in the past and it didn't matter now. He told me that he would be supportive from now on.
About this time, Sonny yelled for me to come over to the swings. I smiled as Matt and I walked over to Sonny. I laughed when Sonny told me to sit on the swing. I didn’t want to sit again, that’s pretty much all we do on the bus. He laughed and told me to just sit in the swing, so I did. He sat in the swing next to mine and pulled the two swings together and told me to start walking in a circle to my left. I did, and he started walking too. The chains twisted around each other and got tighter and tighter. Now I understood what he was thinking. When we could hardly touch the ground, he told me to pick up my feet. I laughed as the swings untangled themselves. I got really dizzy. I could tell Sonny was too because when the swings stopped he tried to stand up and he fell over. I laughed and tried to help him up, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the ground. I laughed and put my head on the ground. He laughed and rolled over so he was on top of me. He ran his fingers through my hair and moved his head closer to mine. I could feel his breath on my neck. He moved his head up so his lips were even with mine, and then he kissed me. He pulled his head away and I pulled it back and kissed him again.
Then I looked around. I had completely forgotten we were in a public place. I guess Sonny had forgotten too, that or just didn’t care. I wouldn’t have cared, but an old lady was covering her granddaughter’s eyes. It made me want to laugh. Sonny and I stood up and walked away, laughing so much that it was difficult to breathe. We were the last ones to get back to the bus. Taylor and Frankie were sitting next to each other, as always. Derek, Travis, and Matt were looking out the window. They said they had been waiting for us for almost five minutes. Sonny and I looked at each other and laughed. Matt asked us if we were doing drugs and if we had been drinking. We answered no to both of those questions, but I guess he didn’t believe us, because he told me that he wanted to talk to me in his room. I smiled at Sonny and then followed Matt into his room.
“We really haven’t been drinking or doing drugs or anything.” I assured him. “What’s that happy look in your eyes then?” Matt asked. “Well,” I guess I had to tell him. I mean, he would find out sooner or later. “Sonny and I were practically making out on the ground in front of this old lady.” I laughed. “You two were what?” “Well we didn’t know she was there.” “Have you…” His voice dropped off. I knew what he meant. “No. Not yet.” I said. “But if we weren’t on the ground, we may have gotten that far, and it kind of scares me to tell you the truth.” “Did you tell him it scares you?” “Well it didn’t scare me when we were making out. It scares me that we lost control like that.” “If you do, well, when you do, just be safe.” He said. “You’re like family to me now.”
What? I’m family? I felt so special. I guess I thought of him that way too. The band had become my new family. I still talked to my mom and my dad and my siblings and friends on the phone, but it wasn’t the same. Taylor, Derek, Travis, Matt, and Sonny were there with me. To help me through everything. And Frankie was there most of the time too. I knew they were all worried about me, and I worried about all of them.
I looked around the room and almost started crying. Matt could tell. He hugged me and asked me what was wrong. I told him nothing was wrong, I just felt like the luckiest person in the world.
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Post by Veggi Girl on May 24, 2006 16:46:23 GMT -5
I walked out of the room and went right to where Sonny was standing and wrapped my arms around him, and let him wrap his arms around me. He whispered to me and asked me if I was ok. I told him I was fine. I just wanted to be as close to him as I could get right now. Derek heard me. Derek said that we could be a whole lot closer if Sonny and I were willing to go to bed really early. It made me laugh.
Matt stayed in his room. I don’t know what he was doing. I still felt bad for him. I didn’t want him to be in so much pain. After all, we were family now. Right? I asked Travis if he would go talk to Matt and make sure he was ok. Travis nodded and went into Matt’s room. Sonny asked me why I was so concerned. I looked at Frankie and told Sonny that I would tell him about it later if he really needed to know. I didn't want to keep any secrets from him, and I'm sure Sonny knew that Matt liked Taylor anyway. Sonny smiled and asked me if it was anything he could help with. I told him I didn't know if he could help or not.
We sat down and looked out the window. After a while Sonny put his head on my lap. I sat there and ran my fingers through his hair. I love his hair. I don't think he was feeling too well. He looked kind of sick. I told him that maybe he should go to bed. He told me that he didn't want to leave me alone, so I told him that if he needed to go lie down in our room, I would go with him. He thought about it for a minute, and then agreed to go to sleep if I went with him. He said he felt better when I was around.
He didn't get better as the day turned to night. Sonny developed a high fever. He was really sweaty. Normally, I think sweaty is hot on Sonny, but this was from being sick, not from being on stage. I was so scared. I didn't want Sonny to be sick, especially on tour. It would be a little difficult to get Sonny a doctor while all the busses were moving. I stayed in our room with him. Everyone was in there at least once trying to help me with Sonny. I couldn't stand his being sick. Matt warned me that I would probably be the next to get sick. Oh great, next to be sick. I was sick of being sick. I guess there's not a lot you can do to stop it, although we tried to keep me healthy.
Matt said that at least one person in the relationship should be healthy at all times. He was constantly in our room with Sonny and me. He brought both of us a lot of juice and water. He said that we both needed to stay hydrated and that it was important that I stay healthy so I can be able to take care of Sonny as much as possible. He also said that it gets really ugly when two people on the same bus are sick. If you ask me, I think that was Matt's main motivation for keeping me healthy, just so there wouldn't be two of us sick. I guess I can't blame him though, taking care of Sonny was difficult enough, it would be horrible if I got sick at the same time.
It took about a week, but Sonny got back to normal. And Matt was right, I was the next person to get sick. I was sick an extra week longer than Sonny. I hate that I stay sick longer than most people. Sonny was sweet though. He stayed with me practically the entire time. He had a few shows during the time I was sick, but he always had someone come to our bus to stay with me. Matt told me that Sonny was worried about me every time they left. He said that Sonny wouldn't even stay after the concerts to sign autographs, he just kept telling everyone he needed to get back to the bus.
My temperature finally went down. I was going crazy on the bus, so I told Sonny that when it stopped again I wanted to get outside. I don't think he liked the idea. He said that I shouldn't try to do too much at once. I really needed out of the bus though. I was sick of being practically locked up. Sonny said he understood, but he wanted to be there with me in case anything happened.
When the bus stopped Sonny and I went outside and walked around. He asked me how I felt and I told him I was feeling much better. He felt my head. He said that I didn’t feel as warm as I had earlier. All I could think was thank God. I hated being sick. Sonny said that either Matt or Travis would be the next to get it. I hoped that they wouldn’t, but Sonny said that that was how things worked on a bus.
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Post by Veggi Girl on Jun 5, 2006 18:18:30 GMT -5
Matt got sick, then Travis, then Derek, and eventually Frankie and Taylor. Only one person got sick at a time though, so it wasn’t that bad. And everyone got better quicker than I did. I guess that’s a good thing. I was glad when everyone was well again. We could all hang out together and not worry who was going to get sick next and how that person should get better. It took about three weeks after Sonny and I had been sick for everyone else to get better.
One day Sonny and I were sitting at the table together, watching the rain drip down the window. He kept messing with my left hand, twisting the ring he had given me around my finger. He was softly humming a song. When I asked him what he was humming he told me that it was a new song, but it wasn’t ready yet, and he didn’t want me to hear it until it was done. I smiled and kissed his cheek. If he didn’t want me to hear it, then I wouldn’t ask.
It rained for hours. It was still raining when the bus stopped again. I wanted to walk in the rain, I love the rain. But Sonny said that it probably wasn’t a good idea because we had all just gotten better. There was a knock on the door and Gerard entered. He was drenched in rain water. I couldn’t help but laugh a little. It was so funny, but cute at the same time. It was a good look for him, or any hot guy for that matter I guess.
“You ready Frankie?” Gerard asked. “Yeah.” Frankie replied. He had been on the bus longer than planned. “You’re leaving?” Travis asked. “Well, I should get back to the band. And besides, your bus is crowded enough without me on it.”
They said goodbye and then Frankie and Gerard left. Matt looked at Taylor. She looked really sad. She sat on the couch and looked out the window at the falling rain. Everyone in the bus was really quiet, until Derek decided that it would be fun to play catch with Travis. Derek sat on the counter and Travis sat on the other side of the kitchen area on a stool. They started throwing the ball back and forth trying to see how long they could throw it without dropping it. After a while Sonny and I decided that we wanted in on the game. I sat on the table and Sonny sat on the back of the couch, and the four of us threw the ball around in no specific order. Sonny kept writing something on a few pieces of paper. I didn't ask him about it. Taylor got up and went to sleep. Matt joined our game after a while. We kept the ball going for hours, until we all got bored and gave up.
The bus seemed a lot more quiet without Frankie. Sure, he called Tay every now and then, not as much as before. He was busy, and so was Taylor. Everyone understood that. I could tell that it was tearing Matt up inside that Tay liked Frankie so much. I kept telling him that he was going to meet a girl who was right for him. He kept telling me that that girl was Taylor.
A few days passed with Sonny messing with a guitar. I was really worried because he was talking to me less, but I didn't want to disturb him. Besides, Matt said that Sonny was just working on a song. I guess I understood that.
One day, Sonny took me by the hand and held his guitar in the other, and we went outside. It was a little cloudy outside, but the sun was shining enough that we sat under a tree for some shade. Sonny told me to sit down in front of him, and that he didn't want me to laugh at him because it was really hard for him to sing in front of just me. I thought it was a little weird. I wouldn't laugh at him, but how could he sing in front of an audience, but not me? He told me it was a different kind of song, a song that he wrote about me. He played his guitar and started singing:
"How can I say this. When words cannot describe How you saved me from this evil How you saved my life How tears would fall from my eyes
Take me away. And ill never forget you. Never again. Oh never again. I promise to stand with you And never go back…again
You make me wonder About the complexities of your mind And about all the thoughts Behind those wild eyes You make me want to find The answers to my life
Take me away. And ill never forget you. Never again. Oh never again. I promise to stand with you And never go back…again"
I could hardly breathe. It was so beautiful, I actually almost started crying. I kissed him and made him promise that we would always be together.
"I promise." he whispered in my ear. He sat his guitar down and ran his fingers through my hair. I was almost certain that we were going to go at it, right there, and it scared me. Luckly, Travis interrupted.
"Ahem. Are you two getting back on the bus?" he asked as he walked up to us. "Yeah, Travis. We'll be there in a few minutes." Sonny said as he wiped a tear from my face.
(( Song written by Taylor))
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Post by Veggi Girl on Aug 11, 2006 13:57:46 GMT -5
The next few days were kind of a blur. I couldn't forget about that moment, and it showed, to Sonny at least. I don't think anyone else knew. Travis might have, he kept staring at Sonny like he expected an explaination of some sort.
Sonny was silent to the guys as far as I know. He kept mostly to himself and to me. He spent all the time he could with me. I don't remember a time when he was away from me. At night he gave me my space, he knew that I wasn't ready, and as much as it killed me to admit it, he was right. I wasn't ready, not now and on tour. What were we thinking then? What would happen if I were to get pregnant? The thought made me sick. I wanted to throw up, but I felt I couldn't let it show that I was insecure about the whole sex thing. Maybe the feelings would pass.
The first day that I actually remember after the day Sonny had sang to me was the day I got a prank call from somewhere in Canada. I remember how pissed Sonny got, he was yelling at the person on the phone saying that he better not find out who made the call or there would be Hell to pay. I remembered being a bit frightened. I mean, after all, it was just a prank call. Then I realized why Sonny had gotten angry. I got another call a few minutes later. This time, the guy on the phone was meaner, and he was threatening me. Sonny called the police.
((Not much, but Tay was missing it. lol))
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