Be There, chapter 4
I lie in my cot, the bus is still we had stopped about an hour ago. I toss over and look at the cot across from me, its Mike and Britt's cot, Mike's back is too me. He is obviously asleep, everyone is asleep. Then suddenly Tre's head lowers into view.
"Hey." I whisper.
"Myla, you awake?"
"Obviously." I mumble as he climbs down and slides in next to me. "Can't sleep either?"
"Umm no." Tre says as he turns on his side to look at me. "Come outside with me, I need a smoke."
"You shouldn't smoke."
"I know, I know, I only smoke when I'm a nervous wreck." Tre says as he turns away from me, "Please come, it's scary out there alone."
"Fine." I murmur. Tre slides out and pulls on his shoes, I do the same and grab a sweater before we head to the front of the bus. We step outside into the truck stop parking lot; the summer breeze hits me straight in the face.
"Aren't you going to light up or something." I ask as I watch him lean against the side of the bus.
"I uh don't have any cigarettes, but fresh air is the next best thing."
"That's the most illogical thing of heard all night." I say as I shiver.
"Come here." Tre says taking my hand, he pulls me against himself and wraps his arms around me. "Warm?"
"Yeah." I say as I lean against him, "hey didn't you tell me you slept all natural?"
"Yesh, but not on the tour bus, it's too cold, and I don't want shrinkage." He says shrugging, I burst out laughing. "Where are we?"
"Not sure, somewhere between Germany and Sweden." I murmur as we start to walk around the bus.
When we reach about the back of the bus Tre stops walking.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." He says as he pulls me against him, he presses his lips against mine. As much as I like this, I push him away.
"Tre!"
"I'm sorry." He mumbles as he walks back toward the door of the bus. I jog after him and grab his shoulder. He turns around to look at me. I look into his eyes to see if he is serious about that kiss, his face is serious. I place my hands on the back of the neck and pull him towards me and kiss his lips. We back into the bus and I slide down to the ground as Tre's tongue enters my mouth.
"Ow!" I say as my head bumps against the hard ground.
"Sorry." He says as he places his hand on the bumped part of my head. "Maybe we should call it a night."
"Yeah, I guess so." I say as he helps me up. We head back into the bus and he gets into my cot with me.
"Isn't this suspicious?" I whisper.
"Nah, as long as we're clothed." He mumbles as he rolls over and apparently falls asleep.
As I sit home alone, reading a magazine someone starts knocking at the door. I get up and open the door to see a frantic looking Tre standing there.
"Is Mike here?"
"No, he went out with Anastasia for the evening."
"Oh fuck!" he yells as he punches thin air. "Maybe Billie's home."
"Maybe I could help." I say trying to calm him down. I move aside so he can enter the house. He trudges past me and sits on the couch, I sit on the coffee table so I'm directly across from him.
"So what happened?"
"Lisea's pregnant!" he bursts out as his eyes water, "I'm too young to be a dad!"
"You'll be fine, you're like twenty-two years old." I say as I get up, "What about Lisea, did you just storm off like that, how do you think she feels?!"
"I'm sorry, I got scared!" he says as he puts his face in his hands.
"Take this from her prospective, she can't run away from this and the only person she thought she could count on ran off to have a tantrum."
"I'm scared."
"I know." I say calming down, "She's probably scared too, it probably took her a lot of courage just to tell you."
"What do I do?"
"Go to her." He stands up and runs out the door.
"OOWWWEEEE!" Tre yells in a high pitch voice, waking me up. I look over to see him on the floor and Mike is laughing his head off as he lowers his foot to the ground. "Why'd you do that?" Tre demands
"Funny." Mike says as he walks out of the sleeping quarters still laughing.
"Mike hurt me." Tre whines.
"Awe poor baby. Do you want me to kiss it better?" he nods as he slithers back under the blankets. Tre takes initiative and starts kissing my neck. I move out of his grasp.
"It's okay, we're alone." He mumbles as he wraps his arms around me and starts kissing my neck again. I move his head so his lips meet mine. He slides over so that he's straddling me and as he moves to get comfortable he hits his head on the cot above.
"Argh!" I burst out laughing as he flops over to where he was originally lying. "Stop laughing." At this comment my laughter only intensifies, he rolls his eyes and gets up.
"Awe, Tre, I'm sorry." I call as he ignores me and walks out of the sleeping quarters. I push the blankets off of myself and chase after him.
I get to the main part of the bus where everyone is sitting drinking their coffees, I decide it's best not to disrupt the tranquility of slight hangovers and I get myself a coffee and sit on Tre's lap. Tre shoves me off nearly causing me to spill my coffee. I glare at him and he shifts his eyes toward Mike.
"You're unbelievable." I mutter barely audible.
"My, what do we have today?" Mike asks as the bus grumbles and starts to move along. I reach over to the side table where my schedule is lying.
"Oh well we're going to get to the hotel in a couple of hours and then tonight you guys get to rock out, then tomorrow you have an interview, but it's at the hotel so all you have to do is put on pants."
"No pants! I shall wear a quilt!" Tre exclaims.
"For the love of my sanity don't wear a quilt." Adie says as she cowers in Billie's arms.
"Oh then you have a press party thing." I say as I toss the schedule aside.
"I forgot about that." Brittney mumbles.
"Tre, you're dateless, Claudia isn't here." Billie teases evilly.
"Don't you find it all awkward that you keep taking your ex to these things?" I say laughing.
"Well it can't be as awkward as living with your ex." Mike says evilly.
"Can everyone just lay off!" Tre says angrily, "I'll find a date . . . . . . who's not Claudia."
"Where? Are you just going to pick someone at random?" Adie teases.
"Noooo." He says awkwardly. "Myla dearest, will you be my date?"
"Jeez man, you just have to ask my sister."
"Uhh well who else can I ask?"
"But it's . . . .it's Myla."
"Quit talking about me as if I'm a disease." I say rolling my eyes, "besides who said I even wanted to go."
"Great, now I'm dateless." Tre mutters as he turns to me and starts pouting. "Please Myla."
"Oh fine, but I have nothing to wear."
"Good, you can come shopping with me, I have nothing to wear to this thing either." Brittney says happily, "What about you Adie?"
"No, I have my little black number." She says slyly as an evil smirk spreads across Billie's face.
"I think Billie's happy." I say causing everyone to burst out laughing.
"What? I happen to think my wife looks HOT in a certain dress and I'm a source of entertainment?" Billie says as he turns beet red.
"Only with a smirk like that." Tre says as playfully whacks him upside the head.
We watch intently as Billie and Adrienne exchange wedding vows. Sitting to my right are Tre and Lisea, Tre calmed down and thought things out. Well now Tre is sitting there half his attention on the wedding the other half on Lisea, she now had an engagement ring on her finger.
I could tell Billie and Adie would last forever even when they're both old and wrinkly. I wish I could say the same about Tre and Lisea, I mean I guess they loved each other but I didn't see it like I did in Billie and Adie. I wish I could tell about Mike and Ana, but he's my brother so I can't really understand and I sort of don't want to.
I walk through the backstage maze with a six pack in my hand. The guys were just about done, they were playing they're final song and as my job as gofer I have ice cold beers waiting.
"We rocked their punk assed socks!" Tre exclaims as the three sweaty men jog off stage. Billie and Mike hand their instruments to the techs and then they all grab a beer from me. Moments after the guys take their first chugs of beer Adie and Brit come join us and grab beers of their own.
"My beer!" Tre screeches as he tries to keep them away from me. I roll my eyes and hand them beers anyway.
"Myla, are you coming to party with us?" Billie asks as the six of us stumble into the hotel lobby.
"Ahh no, I'm calling it a day." I say, my feet feel swollen and I'm not in the mood for inhaling second hand smoke all night.
"So just the five of us." Mike says shrugging.
"Nah, I thinks I'll pass." Tre says yawning.
"What? The Tre-ster never lives a night without partying." Adie exclaims.
"Listen, when I ran up stage, I hurt my self when I stumbled." Tre says awkwardly.
"Yeah okay." Mike says as we all step into the elevator.
I get into my hotel room and turn on the TV for the purpose of breaking the silence and a glowy light source. I pull on my comfy navy blue pajama pants and baby blue tank top. After lying on the bed watching some music videos someone knocks at the door. I turn off the TV and lazily make my way over to the door.
"Can Tre come in?" Tre asks as I open the door. He was barefoot and wearing a loose pair of faded jeans and a red t-shirt.
"Fine." I mumble as I turn around and go straight to the bed. I lie down so I'm facing the window apposed to Tre.
"Are you mad at me?" Tre asks as I feel his weight shift the bed as he crawls over to me. I try to conceal my smirk. "You're not mad at me." he says as pulls on my shoulder causing me to lie on my back. "I'm too sexy to be mad at." I let out a laugh.
"Oh Tre, you're so charming." I say in mockery. He lies on his side, resting his weight on his elbow as he runs his hand over my thigh. Tre smelt nice, I'm guessing he just showered. Tre starts kissing my neck and moves his way up to my lips, his hands move from my thigh to my waist as I feel him tug on the waist band of my pajama pants.
This quiet evening alone had certainly taken a turn for the interesting. Tre's tongue finds it's way into my mouth as I discover he is going commando under his jeans which are now flung on the floor. Our shirts have also somehow disappeared in the process of Tre's straddling abilities.
"Hey." I whisper.
"Myla, you awake?"
"Obviously." I mumble as he climbs down and slides in next to me. "Can't sleep either?"
"Umm no." Tre says as he turns on his side to look at me. "Come outside with me, I need a smoke."
"You shouldn't smoke."
"I know, I know, I only smoke when I'm a nervous wreck." Tre says as he turns away from me, "Please come, it's scary out there alone."
"Fine." I murmur. Tre slides out and pulls on his shoes, I do the same and grab a sweater before we head to the front of the bus. We step outside into the truck stop parking lot; the summer breeze hits me straight in the face.
"Aren't you going to light up or something." I ask as I watch him lean against the side of the bus.
"I uh don't have any cigarettes, but fresh air is the next best thing."
"That's the most illogical thing of heard all night." I say as I shiver.
"Come here." Tre says taking my hand, he pulls me against himself and wraps his arms around me. "Warm?"
"Yeah." I say as I lean against him, "hey didn't you tell me you slept all natural?"
"Yesh, but not on the tour bus, it's too cold, and I don't want shrinkage." He says shrugging, I burst out laughing. "Where are we?"
"Not sure, somewhere between Germany and Sweden." I murmur as we start to walk around the bus.
When we reach about the back of the bus Tre stops walking.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." He says as he pulls me against him, he presses his lips against mine. As much as I like this, I push him away.
"Tre!"
"I'm sorry." He mumbles as he walks back toward the door of the bus. I jog after him and grab his shoulder. He turns around to look at me. I look into his eyes to see if he is serious about that kiss, his face is serious. I place my hands on the back of the neck and pull him towards me and kiss his lips. We back into the bus and I slide down to the ground as Tre's tongue enters my mouth.
"Ow!" I say as my head bumps against the hard ground.
"Sorry." He says as he places his hand on the bumped part of my head. "Maybe we should call it a night."
"Yeah, I guess so." I say as he helps me up. We head back into the bus and he gets into my cot with me.
"Isn't this suspicious?" I whisper.
"Nah, as long as we're clothed." He mumbles as he rolls over and apparently falls asleep.
As I sit home alone, reading a magazine someone starts knocking at the door. I get up and open the door to see a frantic looking Tre standing there.
"Is Mike here?"
"No, he went out with Anastasia for the evening."
"Oh fuck!" he yells as he punches thin air. "Maybe Billie's home."
"Maybe I could help." I say trying to calm him down. I move aside so he can enter the house. He trudges past me and sits on the couch, I sit on the coffee table so I'm directly across from him.
"So what happened?"
"Lisea's pregnant!" he bursts out as his eyes water, "I'm too young to be a dad!"
"You'll be fine, you're like twenty-two years old." I say as I get up, "What about Lisea, did you just storm off like that, how do you think she feels?!"
"I'm sorry, I got scared!" he says as he puts his face in his hands.
"Take this from her prospective, she can't run away from this and the only person she thought she could count on ran off to have a tantrum."
"I'm scared."
"I know." I say calming down, "She's probably scared too, it probably took her a lot of courage just to tell you."
"What do I do?"
"Go to her." He stands up and runs out the door.
"OOWWWEEEE!" Tre yells in a high pitch voice, waking me up. I look over to see him on the floor and Mike is laughing his head off as he lowers his foot to the ground. "Why'd you do that?" Tre demands
"Funny." Mike says as he walks out of the sleeping quarters still laughing.
"Mike hurt me." Tre whines.
"Awe poor baby. Do you want me to kiss it better?" he nods as he slithers back under the blankets. Tre takes initiative and starts kissing my neck. I move out of his grasp.
"It's okay, we're alone." He mumbles as he wraps his arms around me and starts kissing my neck again. I move his head so his lips meet mine. He slides over so that he's straddling me and as he moves to get comfortable he hits his head on the cot above.
"Argh!" I burst out laughing as he flops over to where he was originally lying. "Stop laughing." At this comment my laughter only intensifies, he rolls his eyes and gets up.
"Awe, Tre, I'm sorry." I call as he ignores me and walks out of the sleeping quarters. I push the blankets off of myself and chase after him.
I get to the main part of the bus where everyone is sitting drinking their coffees, I decide it's best not to disrupt the tranquility of slight hangovers and I get myself a coffee and sit on Tre's lap. Tre shoves me off nearly causing me to spill my coffee. I glare at him and he shifts his eyes toward Mike.
"You're unbelievable." I mutter barely audible.
"My, what do we have today?" Mike asks as the bus grumbles and starts to move along. I reach over to the side table where my schedule is lying.
"Oh well we're going to get to the hotel in a couple of hours and then tonight you guys get to rock out, then tomorrow you have an interview, but it's at the hotel so all you have to do is put on pants."
"No pants! I shall wear a quilt!" Tre exclaims.
"For the love of my sanity don't wear a quilt." Adie says as she cowers in Billie's arms.
"Oh then you have a press party thing." I say as I toss the schedule aside.
"I forgot about that." Brittney mumbles.
"Tre, you're dateless, Claudia isn't here." Billie teases evilly.
"Don't you find it all awkward that you keep taking your ex to these things?" I say laughing.
"Well it can't be as awkward as living with your ex." Mike says evilly.
"Can everyone just lay off!" Tre says angrily, "I'll find a date . . . . . . who's not Claudia."
"Where? Are you just going to pick someone at random?" Adie teases.
"Noooo." He says awkwardly. "Myla dearest, will you be my date?"
"Jeez man, you just have to ask my sister."
"Uhh well who else can I ask?"
"But it's . . . .it's Myla."
"Quit talking about me as if I'm a disease." I say rolling my eyes, "besides who said I even wanted to go."
"Great, now I'm dateless." Tre mutters as he turns to me and starts pouting. "Please Myla."
"Oh fine, but I have nothing to wear."
"Good, you can come shopping with me, I have nothing to wear to this thing either." Brittney says happily, "What about you Adie?"
"No, I have my little black number." She says slyly as an evil smirk spreads across Billie's face.
"I think Billie's happy." I say causing everyone to burst out laughing.
"What? I happen to think my wife looks HOT in a certain dress and I'm a source of entertainment?" Billie says as he turns beet red.
"Only with a smirk like that." Tre says as playfully whacks him upside the head.
We watch intently as Billie and Adrienne exchange wedding vows. Sitting to my right are Tre and Lisea, Tre calmed down and thought things out. Well now Tre is sitting there half his attention on the wedding the other half on Lisea, she now had an engagement ring on her finger.
I could tell Billie and Adie would last forever even when they're both old and wrinkly. I wish I could say the same about Tre and Lisea, I mean I guess they loved each other but I didn't see it like I did in Billie and Adie. I wish I could tell about Mike and Ana, but he's my brother so I can't really understand and I sort of don't want to.
I walk through the backstage maze with a six pack in my hand. The guys were just about done, they were playing they're final song and as my job as gofer I have ice cold beers waiting.
"We rocked their punk assed socks!" Tre exclaims as the three sweaty men jog off stage. Billie and Mike hand their instruments to the techs and then they all grab a beer from me. Moments after the guys take their first chugs of beer Adie and Brit come join us and grab beers of their own.
"My beer!" Tre screeches as he tries to keep them away from me. I roll my eyes and hand them beers anyway.
"Myla, are you coming to party with us?" Billie asks as the six of us stumble into the hotel lobby.
"Ahh no, I'm calling it a day." I say, my feet feel swollen and I'm not in the mood for inhaling second hand smoke all night.
"So just the five of us." Mike says shrugging.
"Nah, I thinks I'll pass." Tre says yawning.
"What? The Tre-ster never lives a night without partying." Adie exclaims.
"Listen, when I ran up stage, I hurt my self when I stumbled." Tre says awkwardly.
"Yeah okay." Mike says as we all step into the elevator.
I get into my hotel room and turn on the TV for the purpose of breaking the silence and a glowy light source. I pull on my comfy navy blue pajama pants and baby blue tank top. After lying on the bed watching some music videos someone knocks at the door. I turn off the TV and lazily make my way over to the door.
"Can Tre come in?" Tre asks as I open the door. He was barefoot and wearing a loose pair of faded jeans and a red t-shirt.
"Fine." I mumble as I turn around and go straight to the bed. I lie down so I'm facing the window apposed to Tre.
"Are you mad at me?" Tre asks as I feel his weight shift the bed as he crawls over to me. I try to conceal my smirk. "You're not mad at me." he says as pulls on my shoulder causing me to lie on my back. "I'm too sexy to be mad at." I let out a laugh.
"Oh Tre, you're so charming." I say in mockery. He lies on his side, resting his weight on his elbow as he runs his hand over my thigh. Tre smelt nice, I'm guessing he just showered. Tre starts kissing my neck and moves his way up to my lips, his hands move from my thigh to my waist as I feel him tug on the waist band of my pajama pants.
This quiet evening alone had certainly taken a turn for the interesting. Tre's tongue finds it's way into my mouth as I discover he is going commando under his jeans which are now flung on the floor. Our shirts have also somehow disappeared in the process of Tre's straddling abilities.
