I've Got Your Picture, I'm Coming With You Part 14
As always, I don't own anyone, none of this is real, blah blah blah, you know the drill. Amanda, remember, I love Flykarth, I love Matt, I love Alex and I wouldn't kill either of them. Please don't kill me...
“Alex, you can come out now, they’re gone.... Alex?” I made my way towards the bunks from the door, which I had just locked. Alex was standing in between the bunks, looking at Matt, who was sitting on the floor in tears. “Okay, come on you.” I gently steered Alex out of the bunks, onto one of the couches in the front lounge then grabbed a new box of tissues and a Red Bull.
“Did I do that to him?” It was a whisper, almost as if he was afraid of the answer.
“Yeah. That’s what happens when someone you love denies you of what you truly want. They break.” I walked through the bunks and sat down next to Matt. “If it’s any help, he’s just as broken as you are. Drink this.” I left the tissues next to him, I figured that even drunk, Matt would know what they were for, and handed him the now open Red Bull. I’d fallen for that one before. Cleaning Red Bull of the bus roof is no fun, and the smell never comes out.
“It doesn’t help, but thanks for trying.”
“Drink up Matt.” I walked back down to the front lounge slowly and wondered how in the hell this could be fixed. Either Alex would work out what he truly felt and stop breaking everyone’s heart, including his own, or this was the end. We would lose Matt for good. We’d come close before, there had been serious fighting between everyone and Matt just couldn’t take it. It’d taken me a good 3 hours on the phone to convince him not to kill himself, and another 2 before he would allow me to come out and try and help him fix it. Let’s just say that there was a lot of screaming and yelling and locking people in rooms together. We don’t talk about it. Ever. It’s fixed now and that’s all that matters. I honestly don’t know if he’s strong enough to bounce back from this.
“How are you doing?” Alex looked completely broken. He’d curled himself into the smallest ball he could on the couch and looked like he was in the middle of crying his eyes out. He looked up at me.
“How do YOU think I’m doing? One of my best friends got married without telling me, I thought I was in love with him, I broke one of my other best friends and now I think I might be in love with him.”
“Do you just think or do you know?” I grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and another new box of tissues for Alex. I sat next to him, opened the water and the tissues, put the tissues between us and handed him the water.
“I just.... I don’t... It’s Matt. He’s just always been there. I didn’t think....”
“That’s kinda the point here, Alex. You didn’t think. Now you have a beyond drunk tour manager, who is deeply in love with you, that you’ve hurt beyond belief. You have a best friend who is extremely pissed off because you thought you could claim him as property, and a crew who kinda want you dead for the aforementioned things. Jack will get over it in about 5 minutes. The crew will come around eventually, but Matt? Matt is going to have one hell of a hangover, and then he’s going to relive that hurt, over and over again until you say something that either fixes this, or breaks this completely. You need to decide if you’re in love with him, or if he’s just a really good friend, because if you talk to him before then, and say the wrong thing.... Let’s just say, I don’t think he’ll come back from that.” I let him think that through for a minute. I could see it ticking over in his head. “I’m not saying this to be mean Alex, I’m trying to help. I don’t want him to be hurt any more. I don’t want you to be hurt any more, and I’d appreciate coming out of this whole situation the way we came in. With love. Not the whole band trying to kill each other because this whole thing fell apart. And I’m pretty sure you want this band to stay together as well. Just think on it. I’m gonna check on Matt.” I stood up and walked towards the bunks.
“Hey Rose?”
I stopped and turned back to face the mess that was Alex. “Yeah Alex?”
“I know you’re just trying to help. I’m sorry for what I said before.”
“It’s okay Lex, I know it was a shock to you all. I get it. Drink your water.”
“Thanks for taking care of me.” I can’t be sure that I actually heard Alex say that, it was less than a whisper as I entered the bunk area, but I’d like to think that he said it.
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