It's Called Warped Because Hell Was Already Taken

(Time Lapse; Two Weeks)

“God, why is it so fucking hot out here?” I asked, pushing my bangs out of my forehead.
“At least it’s not Texas, god that was terrible.” Jake muttered.
“Where are we?”
“Pennsylvania.” Andy spoke up.
“Ugh, I can’t wait until the day starts cooling off.”
It was noon, with the sun at the highest. Let me tell you, hell would be a cooler place right now.
“Fuck it. I’m going for a walk.”
I stood up from my place on the couch, smoothing down my skinny jeans.
“It’s not that hot.” Andy muttered.
“Says the one hogging the air conditioner.” I shot back.
“Oh right.” he smirked.
Usually his smirks were freaking adorable but right now the heat was getting to me. I just wanted to smack that grin off his face.
“Whatever babe, I’m going out.”
“I’ll go with you!”
I didn’t even notice Bailey was in here. She was sitting on the ground at Jinxx’s feet, texting quietly.
She’d been pretty scarce the past few weeks. I barely saw her around anymore. Not that I minded…
“Okay.” I didn’t really care.
We stepped off the bus to be greeted with a gust of hot air.
“Damn, I think it’s worse out here.”
“At least the air is circulating.” Bailey pointed out.
“True. So what’s up with you?”
I didn’t really care, just making conversation.
“Oh, I’ve been hanging out with a guy…” she trailed off.
“Who?”
“I’m not talking. He’s cute though.”
“Are you together or something?”
“Together? I wish! No, he’s just a friend.” she pouted.
“Cheer up. I’m sure you’ll be a couple in no time.”
“It’s not that simple.”
“Well if you’re still hanging out, he’s gotta be apart of the tour. Or a really dedicated fan.”
“That’s the problem.”
“Wait, he’s a fan?”
“No!”
“Then tell me!”
“He’s a lead singer…”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Well that’s not going to end well.”
“Shut up.”
We reached the venue pretty soon and wandered around, looking for something to do.
Asking Alexandria was currently playing their set, so we stood around for a little while.
“Is Danny drunk?” I asked, watching him stumble a little.
“I think the better question would be, when is Danny not drunk?” Bailey laughed.
Danny walked across the stage, standing near Ben. He wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling them together before kissing his cheek.
“Can’t wait to see the pictures on Tumblr later.” I smirked.
“Good old fashioned Brusnop.”
“I don’t get why they have girlfriends. They belong together.” I commented.
“Just like you and Andy.”
“No, just like me and Ashley.” another voice spoke up.
I spun around, seeing a bit of blonde hair.
She seemed familiar, but not in a good way.
“Hannah?” I did a double take.
“The one and only.” she smirked.
“Actually, there’s still Hannah Montana…” Bailey spoke up.
“Shut up.”
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I asked her.
“Enjoying Warped.” Hannah waved her hands around as if it were obvious.
“In Pennsylvania?!”
“I like to travel.”
“Uh-huh. When did you dye your hair blonde?”
“A while ago. Took you awhile to notice.” she laughed.
“Well I haven’t seen you since we broke up.” I muttered.
“I’m disappointed you don’t remember.”
“Remember what?”
She looked at Bailey for a second before glancing at me.
“What we did.” she winked, trailing her fingers on my bare chest before I slapped her hand away.
“Ashley! What the fuck did you do?” Bailey asked me.
“Nothing! That I remember anyway…”
The wind lifted her blonde hair a little, tousling it like gentle fingers. Her boobs were practically falling out of the skimpy denim vest.
It clicked.
The girl I fucked at the venue in California…was Hannah.
“Wait.” I started, my eyes going wide. “California?”
“If by California you mean by the Falling in Reverse stage.” she giggled.
God, that was annoying.
I nodded, letting it sink in. Not only did I cheat on Andy, but I cheated on him with the whore of my ex-girlfriend!
Damn it!
Now I’m double screwed.
If, and only if Andy finds out.
“What happened in California?”
Shit, I forgot Bailey was still here.
“Nothing, go away.”
“No! Damn it Purdy, I want to know what happened! If you don’t tell me, I swear to god I’ll tell Andy you met up with your ex girlfriend.”
“Fuck off Bailey, you’re so close to getting slapped by me.” I grumbled.
“Then you’d have to deal with Jinxx.” she replied in a sing-song voice.
“Bailey, I swear to-”
“Bailey!” a new voice spoke up.
I looked to the right to see Kellin Quinn walking towards us.
“Kell!”
Her face just lit up. It’s obvious to see who the guy she’s crushing on so much is.
“I was wondering, do you want to hang out with me?” he asked her, scratching the back of his neck.
“Sure!”
She practically skipped off with him, hand in hand to god knows where.
“Make sure to wear a condom,” I called out after them.
She flipped me off, but at least I got her out of the way.
“Now, where were we?” Hannah spoke up, twirling a lock of my hair.
“Don’t touch me.” I growled.
You want to save that for the hotel room?” she asked, feigning innocence.
“Fuck you.”
“No Ash, I fuck you.” she laughed.
“What do you want?”
“You.”
“Well you can’t, I love Andy.”
“But does Andy love you?” she asked.
“Of course he does!”
“Not for long.”
“Where are you going with this?”
“Well, what if he found out about this, us? You know what happened in Cali?”
“He won’t.” I was sure of it.
“What if I told him?”
“You wouldn’t!”
“Anything to get you Ash.”
“If you ruin Andy’s and mine relationship you sure as hell have no chance with me!”
“Are you saying I have a chance now?”
Damn it.
I am not good with words. I shrugged.
“No.”
“Then I guess he’s finding out. If I can’t have you, he can’t either.”
“Hannah, why are you intent on ruining Andy’s and mine’s life?” I sighed.
“Only yours. Someone else is ruining Andy’s.”
Wait, what?
“What do you mean, ‘somebody else’?”
Her eyes widened as she realized what she had just said.
“Nothing!”
Before I could call bullshit, she had her lips pressed against mine.
“Hannah, stop!”
“Come on Ash, I want to make you feel good.”
“Fuck off!”
“And risk Andy finding out?”
God, I’m seriously screwed aren’t I? Walk away from Hannah and have her tell Andy, or agree to her dirty wishes and risk Andy finding out about this.
I’m Ashley fucking Purdy! I’m not supposed to make these kinds of decisions!
I’m a fucking rockstar!
It’s supposed to be about the music, the alcohol, the girls! Life was so much simpler before I started going out with Andy!
But…I loved him.
He made me feel whole, as if I actually had a reason to my existence.
Life was too damn difficult.
“Okay.” I gave in.
“What was that?” she smirked.
“Do what you want, I don’t care.” I sighed. “Just don’t let Andy find out.”
“My pleasure.”
She wrapped an arm around me, kissing me deeply. Her tongue was forced into my mouth and I obliged, letting her do as she wished.
I tried to keep in a moan as her hands started rubbing me through my pants.
“Wait.” I pushed her off of me.
“What?” she complained, pouting.
“We’re in the middle of Warped…”
“Oh, yeah.”
Technically we were behind the main stage where Asking was saying their goodbyes to the crowd, and away from the people but I wasn’t about to risk it.
“Fine, we won’t fuck.”
I watched as she sunk on her knees, kissing down. Her hands reached into my pants pulling out my member.
Her hands started to move up and down the shaft, making it throb.
“O-oh.” I couldn’t help but moan.
This was wrong, but it felt right.
Fuck, Andy and I haven’t had sex yet!
I’m deprived! Just a little thing wouldn’t hurt right?

“I can’t believe that just happened.” I spoke, buttoning my pants back up.
“Well it did. You can’t say you didn’t like it.” she winked, starting to walk away.
“I still hate you.”
“I know.”
I started walking back towards the bus, guilt starting to set in. it’s not like I did anything!
I kept my hands off…for the most part.
I was almost to the bus when I saw a tall figure pacing manically in front of it, dressed in black from head to toe.
“Ashley!” Andy shouted once I was in hearing distance.
“What?”
I jogged the last few yards to find him nearly tearing his hair out.
“What’s wrong baby?”
He pivoted, throwing his fist into my chest.
“What the fuck was that for?!”
“For fucking a whore!”
He punched me again, harder. I could see tears welling up in his eyes.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I lied.
“Shut up Purdy. You know perfectly well what! Was your ex-girlfriend good?” he demanded.
“I-”
Shit.
“I understand that you were drunk, but seriously? In California?! Not once did it cross your mind to tell me?”
The tears were running down his face steadily as he sunk to the ground, clutching his knees against his chest.
The anger was just a front, to appear strong.
He was nothing but a broken down shell of the boy he was.
“Andy…”
“Save it.”
“How-”
“Someone told me.”
I took a step back, turning around.
“Bailey!” I yelled out to the empty parking lot.