We'll Build This Love From the Ground Up

"Well why the hell did you have a coke so close to the equipment?" Larry snapped at Tom. Larry was normally very calm and easy-going, but occasionally he did get pretty angry, especially when people did stupid things like have drinks around the equipment.

Rosalie watched with a frown as Sasha started to freak out. It was pretty obvious that the amp wouldn't be able to be used tonight or tomorrow night, and maybe not ever, and that Sasha blamed herself. But it was an accident. She followed the brunette into the bathroom, finding her leaning against the sink, and went to her, laying her hand on Sasha's back. "Hey, are you okay?" Rosalie asked. "You don't have to freak out, everybody knows it was an accident. If anything, it was Tom's fault for having his coke so close to the equipment. Nobody's mad at you, I promise."

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"I was just walking by, it's not like I was gonna hang around the setup with my coke," Tom answered.

Brian went over by Larry and started to look at the amp. The top was sticky, and he could tell just by looking that a lot had spilled down the front. But they wouldn't know how damaged the equipment truly was until they could look at the inside. But they didn't have time to do that before the show tomorrow. Their best bet was to find a nearby music store and either rent or buy an amp he could use for the show the next night. "It's not Sasha's fault, you know that right?" Brian said to Larry.

"I don't really care who's fault it is, this amp can't be used, not tonight and not tomorrow night," Larry mumbled. "Go find her. The two of you are going to go to the nearest music store and buy something you can use temporarily."

Zacky chuckled at Larry's words, knowing that Brian was going to get pissed about having to go out and shop for something. And it would probably be even worse since Sasha had to go with him. He figured things were probably already awkward between the two of them. He could feel someone staring at him, so he glanced over, seeing Jimmy standing beside him, eyeing him up and down with a smirk on his face. Zacky's brows furrowed and he narrowed his eyes at the taller man. "What?" he snapped. "Stop staring at me like that." He walked away, deciding to go back to the stage where Matt and Johnny were still fucking around. He told them what was going on before he sat down on a riser, sighing heavily.

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Sasha jumped slightly when she felt a hand on her back, looking up at the girl that she had seen running around with Jimmy a lot. She sniffled, biting her lip hard. "Sorry," she mumbled, sighing softly. "God, I'm such a child." She shook her head and quickly wiped at her eyes. "I didn't mean to freak out, I just . . . everyone was surrounding me, and I was so embarrassed. I would have rather run away than let everyone see me cry." She looked at the girl, quickly turning and wrapping her arms around her. She hugged her tightly, knowing she was probably being a total weirdo, but not really caring. She had never had another girl in her life she could talk to, or go to if anything was wrong. She'd only ever been around the men that she had dated or the men that were in the bands she worked for. Even growing up, she'd never been able to find a female friend because she never stayed in one place long enough to form friendships with people. "Larry's pissed. What if he fires me? I have nothing to go back to."

Rosalie was a little surprised when Sasha turned and wrapped her arms around her, but she returned the hug, realizing that the other girl just needed a little comfort. The only girl she'd ever really hugged before was her sister Kylie, because God knows her mom never showed her any affection. "Larry's not going to fire you, I promise," Rosalie told her. "Yeah, he's pissed, but he's not like that. He understands that people make mistakes. And besides, if anything, he's more mad at Tom than at you. Your part was an accident, but Tom should've known better than to have liquid of any sort around that setup." Rosalie moved away when the door opened, looking up to see Brian standing in the doorway. He said something about needing to go and buy a new amp and Rosalie used this as her opportunity to slip out of the bathroom.

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Brian groaned at Larry's words. The last thing he wanted was to have to go out and buy a new amp, especially with Sasha as his tag-along. It was easy enough to pretend like nothing had happened between them when they only had to actually interact with one another every so often, but trapped in a car together? Last night would definitely be the elephant in the room. But Brian knew there was no arguing with Larry, especially with how pissed he was right now. So he stalked off to the bathroom, finding Rosalie and Sasha both inside. "Larry said we've got to find a music store nearby and buy a new amp I can use tomorrow night," Brian said, looking at Sasha. "And I think he means now, so we need to go."

Zacky sighed. "So I guess practice is over?" he mumbled, chuckling when Matt shrugged his shoulders. He set his guitar down and walked off the stage, spotting Rosalie exiting the bathroom. He thought for a brief moment, getting an idea. He walked over to her, grabbing her arm. He pulled her away from everyone, so that Jimmy wouldn't overhear. "I know you want Jimmy off your back just as much as I do. So, what if we just pretend that we fucked so he'll leave us alone?" He honestly didn't even know why Jimmy wanted them to have sex so badly. It wasn't like it was going to suddenly fix all the problems they had with each other. And if they did actually fuck, it would probably only give them more fuel to use against each other.

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Sasha watched Rosalie leave, looking up at Brian as she wiped her eyes one last time. "Okay," she muttered. She slipped past him out of the bathroom, going to grab her jacket. She slid it on, knowing she probably looked like shit and her makeup was smeared, but oh well. She just wanted to get this little trip over with so she didn't have to feel awkward around Brian anymore. She was sure he was going to make this trip awkward as hell, and she didn't want to get her hopes up that he would even try to treat her like a normal person and not one of his random fucks. She walked out of the venue to the rental car, waiting for Brian since she was sure Larry would be giving him the keys.

Rosalie raised an eyebrow when Zacky came up to her and grabbed her arm, fixing him with a glare when he started to drag her away. What the fuck was his problem? When he finally stopped, she opened her mouth, ready to give him a piece of her mind, but stopped when he started to speak. As much as she hated to admit it, Zacky had a good idea. Jimmy would never leave them alone until he thought he'd succeeded in whatever his little endeavor was. "Okay, but how are we going to make him think that we actually fucked each other?" Rosalie asked, looking up at Zacky. Jimmy might seem stupid, but he was actually incredibly smart and pretty hard to fool sometimes. They would have to come up with a pretty damn good plan.

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After telling Sasha, Brian went back to Larry to get the keys for the rental car. He shrugged on his jacket before heading outside, finding Sasha already waiting at the car. "It's unlocked," he called out, punching the button on the remote keys. He slid into the driver's seat and buckled his seat belt, raking a minute to get acquainted with the car before he started the engine. "Look up nearby music stores, would you?" Brian asked, glancing over at Sasha as he pulled out of the parking lot. He wasn't familiar with this city at all and he was going to need Sasha to navigate if they didn't want to get lost. "So uh, nobody blames you for what happened," Brian said a few minutes later. "You looked pretty upset, so I thought you might need to hear that."

Zacky sighed as he thought for a minute. "Next time we stay at a hotel, we'll room together. Make noises like we're having sex," he said. "But it has to be believable. We'll act like we had sex, Jimmy will be happy, and he'll be off our backs. But we have to play it cool, and we have to be on the same page, okay? If he finds out we're lying to him, he'll be upset. And I can't stand it when he's upset with me. I know you can't either." When Jimmy got upset, he would give you the silent treatment, and it was the worst ever. Especially when you needed to talk to him or you had to work with him. He recalled one time when Brian had pissed him off enough that he gave him the silent treatment. And when they had to record, Jimmy would ignore Brian, and Matt got pissed about it. But with Brian, it rarely happened. Jimmy didn't get upset that often, he was usually a big teddy bear and forgave easily. But sometimes his feelings got hurt, and he just took things too seriously.

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Sasha glanced over at Brian, biting her lip and looking out of the window. "Thanks," she muttered. "I just always seem to ruin things." She rubbed her face and didn't say anything else, pulling her phone out and looking up the nearest music stores. She found one that was close and got the directions, putting it on Google Maps so the lady could give Brian directions. She didn't feel like talking. She set her phone on the center console before she folded her arms over her chest and rested her head against the window. She closed her eyes, just trying to calm her nerves. She was really on edge right now, and she just needed to try and stay calm. Any one thing could set her off at this point, and the last thing she needed was to have a panic attack in front of Brian. She didn't need him to see how weak she could be. More than he already had, of course.

Rosalie thought over Zacky's idea. The whole making noises like they were having sex was a pretty good idea, but them sharing a hotel room was a little suspicious. "God, I do hate it when he's upset at me," Rosalie said. "Because you're all overgrown fucking children and that dumbfuck knows how to hold a grudge. And that sounds like a good idea. Except for the whole sharing a hotel room thing. To me it seems like that might be a little suspicious. I mean, we've jever shared a room before. I think it might be a little bit more believable if we have our regular room arrangements and just the next time we go out drinking, you let Jimmy "catch" you slipping into my room. And then we make the noises." It was slightly weird that she and Zacky were sitting here planning how to trick Jimmy into thinking they had sex, but every day was pretty much a new experience with these idiots.

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"It's Tom's fault, he's the idiot who had a soda too fucking close to my setup," Brian said. He glanced down when she set her phone on the center console, knowing he would have to be careful not to knock it off with his elbow. Sasha didn't seem like she wanted to talk, so Brian wasn't about to try and strike up a conversation. He just wanted to get to the music store, buy the amp, and get back to the venue. He followed the directions that Sasha's phone spoke to him, and he was able to find the music store pretty easily. He closed the navigation and handed Sasha back her phone as he killed the ignition and pulled out the keys. "Let's get this over with, shall we?" Brian suggested, slipping a pair of sunglasses onto his face.

Rosalie thought over Zacky's idea. The whole making noises like they were having sex was a pretty good idea, but them sharing a hotel room was a little suspicious. "God, I do hate it when he's upset at me," Rosalie said. "Because you're all overgrown fucking children and that dumbfuck knows how to hold a grudge. And that sounds like a good idea. Except for the whole sharing a hotel room thing. To me it seems like that might be a little suspicious. I mean, we've jever shared a room before. I think it might be a little bit more believable if we have our regular room arrangements and just the next time we go out drinking, you let Jimmy "catch" you slipping into my room. And then we make the noises." It was slightly weird that she and Zacky were sitting here planning how to trick Jimmy into thinking they had sex, but every day was pretty much a new experience with these idiots.

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"It's Tom's fault, he's the idiot who had a soda too fucking close to my setup," Brian said. He glanced down when she set her phone on the center console, knowing he would have to be careful not to knock it off with his elbow. Sasha didn't seem like she wanted to talk, so Brian wasn't about to try and strike up a conversation. He just wanted to get to the music store, buy the amp, and get back to the venue. He followed the directions that Sasha's phone spoke to him, and he was able to find the music store pretty easily. He closed the navigation and handed Sasha back her phone as he killed the ignition and pulled out the keys. "Let's get this over with, shall we?" Brian suggested, slipping a pair of sunglasses onto his face.

Rosalie thought over Zacky's idea. The whole making noises like they were having sex was a pretty good idea, but them sharing a hotel room was a little suspicious. "God, I do hate it when he's upset at me," Rosalie said. "Because you're all overgrown fucking children and that dumbfuck knows how to hold a grudge. And that sounds like a good idea. Except for the whole sharing a hotel room thing. To me it seems like that might be a little suspicious. I mean, we've jever shared a room before. I think it might be a little bit more believable if we have our regular room arrangements and just the next time we go out drinking, you let Jimmy "catch" you slipping into my room. And then we make the noises." It was slightly weird that she and Zacky were sitting here planning how to trick Jimmy into thinking they had sex, but every day was pretty much a new experience with these idiots.

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"It's Tom's fault, he's the idiot who had a soda too fucking close to my setup," Brian said. He glanced down when she set her phone on the center console, knowing he would have to be careful not to knock it off with his elbow. Sasha didn't seem like she wanted to talk, so Brian wasn't about to try and strike up a conversation. He just wanted to get to the music store, buy the amp, and get back to the venue. He followed the directions that Sasha's phone spoke to him, and he was able to find the music store pretty easily. He closed the navigation and handed Sasha back her phone as he killed the ignition and pulled out the keys. "Let's get this over with, shall we?" Brian suggested, slipping a pair of sunglasses onto his face.

Zacky nodded his head. "Good point," he mumbled. "I guess that works. It's a deal then." He went to walk away but stopped in his tracks, turning to look back at her. "Just so you know, this doesn't mean I dislike you any less." He smirked at her and gave her a wink before he turned and walked away, putting his guitar down and heading back to the bus. He looked down when his phone vibrated in his pocket, pulling it out as he walked towards the bus. He frowned when he saw his ex, Gena, was texting him. She was asking if they could talk, and he wasn't sure what he should even say. They'd been on and off again for years, but this last time had been the last straw. He'd caught her in bed with someone who he'd thought had been his friend, but clearly they'd had other motives.

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Sasha took her phone from him and climbed out of the car, not waiting for him as she walked inside. She looked around, sighing softly. Any amp they bought here wouldn't be as good as the one he already had, but it would do until they could get another one of the same quality. She began looking around, walking over to the amps and looking them over. She raised an eyebrow when she heard a woman squeal, looking over her shoulder and seeing a blonde woman rushing over to Brian, touching his arm and saying something about Synyster Gates and Avenged Sevenfold. She rolled her eyes and looked back at the amps. As if his ego needed to be boosted anymore. She reached down, picking up the price tag and sighing heavily. She turned to go get Brian, but he was clearly distracted by the blonde bimbo throwing her tits in his face.

"Same goes for you, buster," Rosalie said to Zacky as she walked away. She still thought these plans were a little weird, but it would be worth it to get Jimmy off of their backs. She loved Jimmy to death and most of the time his insistance was endearing, but right now it was just getting annoying. And speaking of Godzilla, here he came now, with quite a triumphant look on his face. "Wipe that look off of your face," Rosalie said, pointing a warning finger at him. "We were just talking, having a regular old civil conversation. And if you want it to keep heading in that direction, you'd better leave us alone."

"But you two can't be left to your own devices, or I'll be dead before you two get married," Jimmy whined. "And I want to be able to make a speech at your wedding."

"What wedding?" Rosalie shouted. "There isn't going to be any wedding."

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Brian watched Sasha as she rushed into the store ahead of him. Clearly she didn't want to be around him at all, so he wasn't going to force her. He slid a pair of sunglasses onto his face before he climbed out of the car and followed her inside, going over to what looked like the highest quality amps. He hadn't been standing there for very long when a blonde woman approached him, bouncing on her toes and asking if he was Synyster Gates. He grinned at her, not able to stop himself from glancing down at her chest, which she seemed to be wanting to draw attention to. "I sure am, sweetheart," he said. "Are you a fan? I can sign something for you, if you want," Brian added, still staring at her chest. He wished there was a way he could take her back, but he had Sasha with him, so he couldn't.

Zacky walked onto the bus and shut the door, sitting down on the couch as he texted Gena back. He told her that he would think about it, but even if he did want to talk, it would have to wait until after the tour was over. His main focus right now was music. He couldn't be worrying about relationships while he was working. Dealing with Rosalie and Jimmy was already enough. If he added Gena to the mix, it would just become even more complicated. And he wasn't a fan of complicated. He stood up and walked over to the cabinets, opening them and finding the secret stash of Jack. He poured himself a little bit and took a swig, groaning as the liquid burned down his throat.

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Sasha huffed as she watched Brian, walking over and standing beside him. They didn't have time for this. "Brian, could you hurry?" she asked. "We don't have time to be messing around." As much as she wanted to not care that he was probably mentally undressing this girl in his head, she did. But aside from that, if they took too long, Larry would get even more pissed, and she didn't want to piss him off any more. She glanced over at the girl, who was way prettier than she was. She was sure Brian would much rather be spending time with her. She sighed, shaking her head. "Just sign her tits so we can leave, yeah?" She walked over to a man, asking if he could help her lift the amp to the car while Brian paid for it.

Rosalie turned to walk away, and not surprisingly, Jimmy followed after her. He tossed his arm over her shoulder, pulling her close as they walked. "See, that's where you're wrong, Rosie," he started, and she rolled her eyes. "There will be a wedding, and it'll be yours and Zacky's and I'm going to walk you down the aisle in your beautiful white dress and Zack's going to cry when he sees you because he's a giant pussy and it's going to be fantastic. I know you guys think I'm crazy and I know you're both annoyed with me, but this isn't just some dumb idea that came to me while I was drunk or something. I just have a gut feeling about this. So don't knock it to you try it. Or well...don't say you don't want it until you've had Zacky's dick."

"You're disgusting," Rosalie laughed, shoving Jimmy away. They went onto the bus and when she saw that Zacky was drinking, Rosalie suddenly wanted something, too. She smacked Jimmy on the arm. "Make me a drink, asshole."

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Brian barely glanced over at Sasha when she spoke to him. He was far too busy imagining what the lovely woman standing in front of him would look like with no clothes on, perhaps pinned underneath him. But after a few minutes he was finally forced to admit that he wasn't going to be able to take this girl back to the bus, so he signed the few things that she handed to him and then went over to pay for whatever amp Sasha had picked out. He knew it wasn't the best amp out there, but it would do until he could get his regular amp replaced. "Sorry about that, I got a little...distracted," Brian said as he climbed back into the car. He was surprised that Larry hadn't called to ask where they were, but he was sure that the manager sent Sasha along to make sure Brian made it back in time. It wasn't like they were having sound check today, but the amp would need to be tested and shit.

Zacky glanced over when he heard Rosalie and Jimmy walk onto the bus, snorting when Rosalie asked Jimmy to make her a drink.

"Make your own damn drink, bitch," Jimmy replied, pushing her towards Zacky.

Zacky frowned. Hell if he was sharing with them. This bottle was his. Instead of using the shot glass, he pressed the bottle to his lips and took a swig, sighing contently as he pulled the bottle away. He looked at Rosalie and shook his head. "Mine," he said like a selfish child, walking into the bathroom. He shut the door and put the toilet seat down, sitting on it and taking another swig. They could wait until Brian and Sasha got back to go to the liquor store. That was fine. But he wasn't sharing his alcohol. He was a selfish bastard.

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Sasha rolled her eyes and looked away from him, wishing that they could just be back at the venue already so she didn't have to be around him any longer. She regretted sleeping with him now, because she felt extremely awkward. She'd known better, but she let herself get carried away anyways. Like usual. She really needed to get her shit together. "I noticed," she muttered. She didn't know why it made her feel bad that he was looking at another girl that way, but it did. Not that she'd let him know that, though. "Do I have to give you directions back to the venue or can you find your way?" There was a hint of sarcasm in her tone that she just couldn't help. When she got annoyed, she could get very feisty, and he was sure to find out sooner or later.

Rosalie gasped at Jimmy. "How rude," she said. "I thought you loved me." She looked at Zacky when she was shoved in his direction, seeing that he had a bottle of whiskey on his hands. She scoffed when he hugged the bottle to his chest, rolling her eyes as he went off to the bathroom. "I didn't want any of your fucking whiskey anyway, you asshat," she called after him. Surely they more liquor on the bus, since Zacky wanted to be selfish. Rosalie dug around in the cabinets until she found a nearly empty bottle of rum. She shrugged as she pulled it out and set it on the counter. It would do. She poured a little into a cup and topped it off with coke before taking a seat on the couch. "So what should we do with all of this free time we have now?" Rosalie asked, taking a sip of her drink as she looked up at Jimmy.

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Brian frowned as Sasha spoke. He definitely hadn't missed the sarcastic tone in her voice, and if she wanted to be a bitch, he could certainly return the favor. "No thanks, I think I can manage on my own," he replied scathingly. He pulled out his own phone to search for the directions back to the venue, placing the phone on the dash. This was why he only had one-night stands anymore. Women were too complicated, and it really wasn't worth it. Especially when you put effort and your heart into it only to have your heart ripped out and stomped on. Back at the venue, Brian unloaded the amp, carrying it to the stage, where Larry, Matt, and Johnny were still congregated. "Here's the amp," he grumbled, setting it on the ground. "Next time, could you not send me with Sasha?"

Zacky rolled his eyes when he heard Rosalie, sipping on his alcohol and listening to them talk through the door. The only bad thing about the bus (aside from living with four, now five, other people on it) was that you could hear everyone's conversations no matter where you were. There was really no privacy unless you hid in your bunk, and even then, there was only a curtain disconnecting you from the world. He guessed at first, it seemed cool, to be able to be so close to people you enjoy being around. But by the end of it, everyone was hating each other and wanting to be as far away as possible. But it was all worth it in the end to be able to play music for the fans and to be able to travel all over the country to explore new places. It was the best life he could think of.

"You could go hang out in the bathroom," Jimmy whispered, wiggling his eyebrows playfully at her.

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Sasha followed Brian inside the venue since she figured Larry would want to talk to her, but stopped dead in her tracks and frowned deeply when she heard what Brian said. She figured he'd be upset, but she didn't think he'd go and bitch about it to the guys. She felt her heart drop when she caught Johnny's eye, quickly turning and walking out of the building. She went to her bus, frowning when she saw Tom waiting outside for her. She wanted to yell at him and give him hell for having food around the equipment, but she didn't need anyone else hating her, and she just didn't have the energy right now. She avoided him and climbed onto the bus, not sure what she was going to do to pass the time now. She crawled into her bunk and just laid there, sighing heavily. Sometimes she really just wished that she didn't have feelings, and that she could just keep her mouth shut. It would make life so much easier.

"Alright motherfuckers, let's go out and get wasted!" Jimmy shouted, bounding off of the bus.

"Honestly, you'd think that after drumming for two straight hours, you'd have less energy," Rosalie mumbled, following after him. True to their usual routine, they were headed out for a night of drinking after the show. Jimmy of course was the most excited, as he usually was when it came to alcohol. Everyone followed after him as they walked to the place down the block where they would meet the cabs, and Rosalie fell back a little, tugging on Zacky's sleeves to indicate that he should fall back with her. "So are we going to try out our little plan tonight?" 5she asked. "You know, to make Jimmy think we had sex. He's getting on my nerves."

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"Holy fuck Jimmy, calm down before you hurt yourself," Brian laughed, watching as Jimmy nearly stumbled as he bounded off the bus. He was looking forward to going out and drinking, and possibly getting laid, and he would hate to have those plans ruined because they had to take Jimmy to the emergency room. He glanced over at the tour bus just in time to see Sasha stepping off. Rosalie must have invited her, although Brian couldn't understand why. But maybe it was because she was getting tired of hanging out with just the guys. But did it have to be Sasha? Things had only gotten worse since they'd slept together, but only because it seemed like Sasha insisted on being a bitch ninety five percent of the time. She knew from the beginning that it was just a one-night, and it was her fault for getting attached. He shouldn't be made to suffer for it.

Zacky looked over when Rosalie stepped beside him and held him back. He frowned, but walked slowly with her anyways. He hated being last because that meant he was the last to get his drink. "Yeah, I think so," he said. "Just don't get too drunk, you know? I won't either. We have to be sober enough to be convincing, because if we get drunk, then we'll be sloppy about it. He won't be paying attention to how much we're drinking." He looked ahead of them, seeing Sasha. "Oh, maybe you could get her to hang out with him? Distract him until we get back to the hotel? She probably won't want to be hanging around Brian, anyways, and I don't think Matt or Johnny are interested. But you know Jimmy, he'll talk to anything with a vagina between its legs."

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Sasha stepped off the tech bus and spotted Brian, biting her lip gently. She'd done a bit of thinking and had decided to take matters into her own hands. She made her way over to him and stood in front of him, offering him a small smile. She felt like she was going to vomit, but she'd always been a good actor, so she put it to good use here. "Hey, I'm sorry I got bitchy with you yesterday," she said. "I was just upset about the amp and I was moody, and I shouldn't have taken it out on you. I hope we're cool now, though, yeah?" She gave his arm a soft pat and smiled sweetly at him before she turned and headed in the direction the rest of the guys were going. She saw Jimmy up towards the front, but didn't see Rosalie. And she was afraid if she went up to where Jimmy was, he would give her another weird look like he had when he caught her leaving Brian's room. And she didn't want that. So she just stayed where she was and followed them.

Rosalie scoffed at Zacky. Don't get too drunk, he said. She was perfectly capable of controlling how much she drank. "I think I'll be fine," she said. "I'm not the one who can't seem to manage not to get sloppy drunk." At his suggestion that she get Sasha to distract Jimmy, Rosalie laughed softly. "I don't know about that. I get the vibe that she's uncomfortable around Jimmy, for whatever reason, I'm not really sure. But I'm sure that if we get enough alcohol in Jimmy, he won't be able to pay attention to how much we're drinking." Rosalie just hoped that Jimmy didn't try and use this as another opportunity to push her and Zacky together, because then he would surely try and pump them full of alcohol. There were so many ways this little plan of theirs could go wrong, but it would be worth it to get Jimmy off of her back about fucking Zacky. Once the cabs finally arrived, Rosalie slid in next to Jimmy, swatting his hand away when he started to poke her side. "Jimmy, I will open that door and shove you out of this cab while we're going down the road if you don't knock it off."

"So rude, Rosie," Jimmy huffed. "I think you need to get laid."

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Brian's eyes widened when Sasha suddenly stepped in front of her. What was this woman doing? As she spoke, a sour feeling developed in Brian's stomach. She was making it really hard to justify being an asshole to her. "Uh yeah," Brian mumbled, although he wasn't sure Sasha had even heard him since she'd already walked away. He shouldn't have slept with her, he really shouldn't have. He should've just stuck to groupies, girls he could leave on the curb the next day as the bus pulled away, instead of a girl who followed them on a bus of her own. All he'd done was create an awkward mess and he didn't like it. Because no matter how good of an actress she thought she was, Brian wouldn't be surprised at all if she developed feelings for him and then he would have to directly shoot her down and that would just fuck things up even more. Brian grumbled to himself as he climbed into the cab. He needed a drink, that was all. He needed a drink and a good lay to get his mind off of things.

Zacky had to share a cab with Jimmy and Rosalie, which was unfortunate. But he was just glad he wasn't in the middle. Rosalie was. Which wasn't really any better, to be honest. He'd had enough of being close to her the last couple of days, and now they had to pretend to have sex later, which meant being around her even more. It was as if the universe didn't want him to have any peace anymore. Fuck you, universe. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at the two of them. "You two are seriously annoying, you know," he pointed out, scooting ever so closer to the door. "You're like Thing 1 and Thing 2. Like, fucking Dumb and Dumber."

"As long as she's Dumber," Jimmy said with a shit-eating grin on his face.

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Sasha ended up having to get in the cab with Brian, Johnny and Matt, sitting in the middle in the back between Johnny and Brian. She could tell that Brian was tense, and that meant he was probably going to try and find some other girl to have sex with. Maybe instead of freaking out and being weird about everything, she should just go about her own life, try to enjoy the fact that she was on the road, traveling the country. Yeah. Well, duh. She ignored the voice in the back of her head and looked over, out of the window. If he wanted to have fun and sleep around with a bunch of women, then she could do the same. She could just as easily find a guy to have sex with as he could a woman. And that was her plan for the night. Maybe if she had sex with someone else, she would be able to move on from the one-night stand with Brian.