Killing Loneliness

“Thank you! You guys are so good to us! I'll see you on our first US tour next month everyone!” I waved eagerly at the fans that were screaming up at me. I turned to look at the guys behind me, they were smiled and waving too. With one last quick bow, I walked off the stage with the guys right behind me.
“That was so fucking awesome guys! Our best show by far!!!” Joe handed his bass to the roadie that was eagerly waiting for it. There were 3,000 people out there. In the last few months we were starting to become more popular and known day by day. Music was starting to consume my life. Everytime I had to call Kat and tell her I couldn't come into the shop because I had a photo shoot or had an interview she would just agree that it was ok and to have fun.
Life was crazy, hektic and amazing. For the first time in months since loosing the baby and the crash I was happy. Hell, I was extatic with everything. As I walked out the back doors of the building with the guys, a bunch of fans came running over. I smiled and signed as much as I could. I stood with the guys as we took pictures with the fans and answered their questions. One of the young girls came up to me with a shirt that said 'I <3 Greiving' on it.
“Ohmygod! You're so amazing, I can't believe I'm meeting you!” She blushed and asked me to sign her shirt. I couldn't help but laugh and then posed for a photo with her. Before I turned to the next fan she asked me something I wasn't expecting.
“Uhm, Ashleigh, I heard on the fan sites that you were once engaged to Bam Margera? Was that true?” Her eyes were large, it was easy to tell she was a Bam fan. I looked at the bracelt that was on my wrist. Even months later I couldn't take it off.
“I dated him for a while, but wasn't engaged” I smiled at my fan who looked excited at the fact that I had been close to someone else she liked, but before she could ask another question I turned to another fan and started to talkto them. The last thing I needed was to be questioned by Bam fans.
After 20 minutes, we pilled into the van and drove away. I fiddled with the bracelt around my wrist. I didn't like the fact that Bam was an asshole, but I still loved him – as much as I hated to admit it. He brought me back to life, he was a star in a dark night. No matter how angery I was at him, the bracelt on my wrist would just remind me how much I love him.
I twisted it around my wrist, reading the worlds for the 100th million time. They were embedded into my mind now. A hand came into my view and wrapped around my wrist. I followed up it's arm and saw David looking back at me.
“Stop Ash, we all know you miss him. But he's getting re-married,” He stopped and searched my face for some form of expression. “I don't want you to be miserable again, you're like my sister, I just can't deal with that. I know the other guys would agree,” David eyes were sincere and I knew it was true. I had to get over Bam wheather I liked it or not. I sighed and turned to the window, everything was black and it was late in the evening. We had agreed before the show that we were going to go to a bar to celebrate our night, which really was deserved.
Once we were at the bar I walked in and headed straight for the bathroom. I fixed my make up and ran my fingers threw my hair. It still looked perfect even from before the performance. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out. I pressed a bunch of buttons until I got to the unread message. It was from Bam.
'Hey Ash Baby, remember a while ago you said you'd sing for my next concert here? It's comin up next week and mtv is makin a special of it, you'll be a star babe! Call me when you can about it.'
I read the message over 10 times. Shit. I forgot about that promise. With my back pressed again the counter I thought for a few minutes. I needed to reply with something, not just leave him hanging.
'Hi. I said I would but I'm not sure if the others are down, I'll have to talk them into it,' I slid my phone back into my pocket and went to find the guys. They were sitting in the VIP section, with a table filled with drinks, and two girls with them already. I stopped and put my hands on my hips. It took them minute to look up, and once they saw me the girls were shoo'd away. I sat in between all the guys and picked up a shot which was lined up with another 4.
“To us guys! I can't believe we are finally here!” After crashing all our shots together we drank them back and threw them to the table. We all laughed to see Joe's face controt at the taste of the hard alcohol – he was much more of a beer man. We talked and then I waited til the right minute to ask the guys.
“Alright, so I have soemthing to ask you,” I rested my drink down on the table and situated myself so that everyone could see me.
“Please tell me you don't wanna leave the band nooow!” Jack joked as he faked a sad face. I punched him in the arm and laughed with the other guys.
“No no nothing like that guys, ok so I made this promise a while ago,” I twisted the bracelet on my wrist lightly.
“No Ashleigh, you aren't doing a fucking thing for Bam!” David slammed his drink and started to swear. I raised my hand before he continued, stopping him.
“David, shut up. This isn't just about me right now, it's about all of us,” They all has sceptial looks on their faces but nodded to continue.
“Bam asked me a while ago, when we first started dating for me to perform at the next concert he has on his property at home.” I paused letting that first part sink in. “That show is coming up next week,” They all started to shake their heads but I had to convince them.
“Look guys,MTV is sponsoring it, and filming it. It'll be a special, we'll get paid for it and MTV will be airing us across the world. We can't turn that down. It's exactly what we need,” I stated my case, hoping that the guys would agree. They said they needed a minute to think, I just nodded and walked towards the bar. After 5 minutes I headed back and sat with them again.
“Ashleigh, this is a really fucknig stupid idea of yours,” David was blunt and I looked down at my drink, stiring it with the toothpic in it. “But, we need the publicity. We need the money, and well hell we need MTV. So we gotta do it,”
I couldn't hide my excitement. I leapt up into the air and hugged all the guys. After that, they all looked at me with a stern look.
“Don't worry, I'm not going to even pay attention to Bam. He's got his wife, and I've got a world full of millions of hot single guys!”
With another round of shots we cheersed about our new venture. I messaged Bam a minute later, saying as long as MTV paid us and we got a good spot on the show then it was 100%. Bam freaked, he was so happy. He said he'd make sure we got the spot and even more. Maybe it wasn't going to be so hard being friends with Bam now?