Unitl I Break

Chapter 44: HERO

Bob laughing at Seville’s unwillingness to be helped followed behind her as the entered a private room where the band would go through customs before jumping in a van and heading to their first venue.

“DUDE!!! THAT WAS AWESOME!!” Claire was shouting giddily, leave tit o her to be excited about almost being mauled to death. Surprisingly enough, Gina saw it for what it was and was not happy, nor was Frank.

“That was not awesome,” he said shoving a cigarette roughly in his mouth while Gerard did the same, though he enjoyed it.

“I don’t know man, what’s better than a bunch of girls chasing after you?” Gerard said cheerily.

Seville was talking with the police while bob stole a cigarette form Gerard and added, “Sex?”

Gerard seemed to reflect on this for a second, then shook his head in avid agreement with Bob.

“Damn it was viscous out there look at…” Bob said attempting to call attention to Seville’s injuries which she had thus far hidden from the band’s view….but Mikey intervened.

“I KNOW I COULD HAVE DIED OUT THERE! I MEAN LOOK AT ME I’M A TWIG! THOSE GIRLS ALMOST SNAPPED ME IN HALF! If it weren’t for Jack I’d be dead!” Mikey looked lovingly playful over and Jack before rushing over to him and leaping in his arms,

“MY HERO!” Jack didn’t wait but a second to drop Mikey flat on his butt.

Let’s just say the airport security thoroughly found that comical.

While everyone vented about the event, Mikey carrying on about a broken nail, and Gina about her broken shoe heel, which in all fairness was a serious matter, great shoes are hard to come by; but Bob, the ever concerned, called attention to Seville’s injuries, “ you think you got off bad you should see Seville’s face…”

“Why? What happened?” Ray asked concerned untangling himself from Claire who was now chatting with a customs officer. Seville was now pacing by the window, angrily, well maybe friendily but it was in German so it sounded angry, on her cell phone, with whom one could only assume was the German branch of Reprise.

“Some hee-man threw her ass to the ground, granted she did try to slug his sister, well I thought it was his sister till he slipped her the tongue…” Bob said running into a tangent.

“Wait, what happened to her face then?” Gerard asked concerned, the cigarette hanging lightly from his lips, his furrowed brow saying more than his words of worry.

At that moment Seville hung up the phone and walked over to the group,
“SHIT! SEVILLE! Dude your face!” Mikey shouted,

“Yes, thank you Mikey for screaming and making my throbbing headache worse.” Seville said annoyed, “Claire can we go yet?” Claire was still talking with the officer and merrily silently held up her hand indicating it would only be another minute.

“Jesus Seville are you gonna be okay?” Frank asked, his arm around Gina protectively, “Yeah Ville are you sure you’re gonna be okay?” she asked.

“Yeah I’m fine, I’ll be okay its only a scratch,” she reached up and gingerly touched her face, “well maybe a big scratch…but its fine. To be honest I think my ribs hurt more from where that asshole shoved me than from me landing on my face…. Plus I think I hurt my pride a little too” she said nonchalantly, as if the wounds were of absolutely no concern to her.

“We are good to go!” Claire said flouncing back to the group, “HOLY SHIT! SEVILLE what happened to your face!”

“I fell don’t worry about it I’ll be fine, are we ready then?”

“Yup”

“Everyone grab your shit and lets get out of this hell whole, the van should have been brought around by now…and security should be out there.

Before they left Bob pulled her aside one more time, “seriously Seville… we have to get you checked out…”

“I’m fine Bob, don’t worry about it.” She said shooting him a emblematic smile.
“Seville I’m serious.”

“If it’ll make you happy I’ll have a medic at the venue clean my face up, there should be one there.”

“It does make me happy.”

“You two coming?” Gerard called grabbing his bag off the airport trolley.

“You’re more impatient than I am!” Seville shouted hurrying their pace.

Gerard shrugged, “I can’t help it… I love you!” he said cheesily laying on the swarm as they all loaded into a crowded van, Jack driving them to the venue