Charlotte's P.O.V

I swear, if she laughs one more time... I got cut off from my thoughts by a high pitched laugh. "Shut up cutie!" She squealed. I glared at her, she was sitting on Gerard's lap, poking his face. Gerard chuckled and grabbed her hand, lacing his fingers with hers. I didn't know I was staring until Mikey coughed. I broke my glare to look at him. He gave me one of his 'Everything will be okay' looks and I slid off the long seat. It was like a Diner's table, like the booth with the leather and stuff. "I don't think I can take this any longer" I groaned quietly to Mike. He nodded his head, annoyance flashing in his eyes. "Me either. Next stop, we're leaving. You, me, Frank and Ray" He sighed and I turned to face a curious looking Gerard, he was watching us. I went to flip him off when Mikey grabbed my arm, lowering it. "It'll make it worse. Trust me" He pulled me away and off to where the other guys were.

Frank was rubbing his ears and Ray was lightly tapping. They looked up when we walked into the small area. "Why does she have to have that voice?" Frank mumbled with sadness. "I know. I don't think I'll be able to concentrate on my work... Her voice... Oh god" I slumped on the floor next to Frank and he laid his head on my shoulder. "I need a drink" Ray muttered and got off, walking in the direction of the kitchen. Her squealing pig of a laugh filled the area and I squeezed my eyes shut. "I can't take this anymore. Does anyone have a piece of rope? I'll just end it right here" I said, a little too loud. "Did you hear that Gee bear? The comatose wants to die" Her laugh filled my ears. She called me 'comatose' again. The rage boiled in my veins. I pushed off the ground and made my way to the pretty little bitch. "Charlie!" Mikey said, trying to pull me back.

"No. She needs to know. I'm not okay with being called such stupid names" I whisper yelled. "Just don't do anything too major okay..." He let me go and I stomped into the room. I stood in front of them (Gerard and Miranda). She looked up at me, a shocked look on her face. "Miranda right?" I asked and she nodded. "See. I know your name. You damn as hell know mine. So USE IT!" I shouted and she flinched. Gerard's eyes widened. "Oh don't give me that scared look. You did fuck all to tell her off" I spat. "Sorry..." I mimicked him from when he apologized before. "Sorry? That's all you had to say?" I frowned as I continued. He opened his mouth and closed it. "Now. MIRANDA. If you don't want any trouble then either 1. Shut the fuck up or 2. Use. My. Fucking. NAME!" I shouted. Her eyes began to tear up.

"Do you understand me!?" I barked. "Yes... I understand-" she whimpered. "What's my name?" I asked her. "C-c-charlotte..." she whispered while stuttering. "I'm sorry, what was that?" I placed my hand up to my ear. "Charlotte" She repeated. "Fantastic. Fuck you and good night" I said as I walked away. I felt like everything released inside of me. The anger, the annoyance, the pent up rage. I sighed and moved peacefully back into the room the guys were in. Frank had his hand over his mouth, his eyes lit up with amusement. Mikey stared at me and I shrugged. "Someone had to tell that bitch. Am I right?" I spoke freely.

***

The rest of the drive was quiet. I liked it. I had set up my art supplies and sketch book on the 'Diner booth' and was drawing issue #1 to my comic. (A/N: If you don't know how comics work, it starts with issue #0 and on wards... Yep). I moved my pencil gracefully around the page, shading here and there. Adding more effects and detail. The time was 11:00 at night. The boys were asleep and so were the OTHER people. I lit a cigarette, opening a window in the bus, I opened the blinds and watched as trees and street lights flew past. I flicked the ash out the window and took a long drag, blowing it out into the gushing wind. The moon was beautiful tonight, it was surrounded by clouds and mist. I leaned my head against the side of the bus walls and watched the big bright ball in the sky. I stayed there for a while, just feeling the cold wind touch my face. I didn't know someone was sitting across from me when I saw her.

She looked down into her lap and then bit her lip. "I'm sorry... for what I called you. It wasn't nice of me t-to say something like that. C-can we start over again?" She didn't look up at my face, only stared into her lap. I didn't know what to say. I just took another drag of my cigarette and watched her. She looked up at me and I squinted as I blew the smoke out of my lips. "I'm... s-sorry" she repeated. Her face was now filled with sadness as she got up from her seat and dragged herself back into the bunks. I kept my eyes on her as she drew the curtain back to the middle bunk across from mine and slipped in. The curtain to the bunk closed and I sighed. I flicked my cigarette out of the window and closed it. I couldn't be bothered moving my stuff so I left it there. I finished the comic anyway, I just prayed that no one would spill something on my book. I flipped it closed and waddled into my Bunk, Crawling inside and plopping my headphones in. I pressed play on my iPod and listened to 'Radiohead- Lotus flower'.

***

My eyes flashed open and I turned in my bed. I pulled my earphones out and rubbed my ears. They were sore from keeping my earphones in for too long. It sounded like I was the only one awake. Good. I slipped out and lightly stepped onto the floor. I went to get my suitcase and unzipped it slowly. I got my clothes for the day and went to the bathroom. I got changed and flipped my hair into a ponytail. I brushed my teeth, don't want dragon breath now do we? I rinsed and wiped my mouth. I opened the door to the bathroom and padded towards the kitchen. I felt like someone was sitting at the booth but I ignored it, I can't be bothered. I need coffee, kind of sucks that I brushed my teeth but, I can handle the burning minty flavour.

The coffee was made and I took a sip, spitting it out right away. Actually, scratch that, I can't handle the burning minty flavor. "Fudge" I wiped my mouth and carried the mug into the 'I don't know if this is a lounge room or a restaurant' area. I saw something move and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. It was Gerard. "Holy fuck tarts. Sorry, you scared me!" I breathed out as I held my chest. Gerard smiled, I only noticed what was in his hands when he flipped a page. He was reading my comic, the one I finished last night. I sat down across from him and watched him read it. Should I say something? "Do you... uh, like it?" I asked and his eyes met mine. "Yeah. Like I said before, your drawing technique is amazing" His eyes sparkled. "Thanks" I mumbled before risking another sip. I swallowed it down and shut my eyes tightly. I shivered in disgust and placed the mug on the table.

I saw the box of marlboro's beside Gerard's arm. Should I take them? His arm is next to it though... I need to smoke though. I decided I would just take them, he wouldn't care. I reached accross the table and picked up the red box. Gerard's attention was then turned onto me. He watched as I lit one and oppened the bus window. Taking a drag, I flicked my gaze to him and saw his eyes were lingering on my lips. 'That's not creepy' my brain said. I made a ring of smoke and it flew up to his face. I giggled and he smirked. He was going to say something when Ray entered the room. "Oh, hey guys" he greeted us. "Good morning" I coughed. "Did you boil enough water for two?" Ray asked, pointing to my mug. "Yeah. Of course" I smiled and he walked into the kitchen area. "What were you going to say?" I asked Gerard. "Oh. It was nothing. Don't worry" He turned the page of my sketchbook and his eyes lit up. "This comic is amazing" he mumbled. "Thank you" I smiled. "Whoever wrote it is talented" He sighed. I laughed lightly and earned a confused look. "You don't know the author?" I smirked.

He shook his head. "First time reading this" He bobbed his head while flicking through my sketch book. "I wrote it" I smiled and he stopped what he was doing. "You wrote this?" He gasped. "Yeah! Of course!" I smiled and he grinned. Oh my, I missed that. His smile, the real genuine smile. "So do you really like it?" I asked. "I love it" His face changed into a caring one and he continued to read it. At least we kind of became friends... my heart will still ache for him though.

***

"We're here!" Frank jumped up and down on the spot as he looked out the window. We were finally here, 'Vans Warped tour'. "Move!" I ordered and pushed him out of the way, trying to get a good look. The stages were set up and buses were lined up behind them. "Are you guys excited!?" I asked. Ray nodded casually and combed his fingers through his hair, Mikey was on his computer and Gerard was no where to be seen. "Wow. Okay!" I scoffed and faced Frank. "They're always like this..." Frank sighed and I pouted. When the bus stopped we fought our way through the door, both myself and Frank, stuck in the door. "No! I'm going first! Butt face!" Frank shouted and tried to squeeze through. "No! I am, Hobbit head!" I tried to push him back inside. "How about both of you go first" Mikey said while pushing us off the bus. I squealed as the door scratched my chest, right on the breast. I shot straight up and grabbed the area where it hurt while hissing."Ow! Mothermotor!" I shouted and looked at my chest.

"What happened?" Frank asked, peeking into my shirt. "Piss off loser" I pushed him away and he laughed. "Oh come on! I've already seen you naked before!" Frank said. "Forget about the cut okay. It's only a tiny mark; and stop shouting that type of shit out Frankie" I said as I let go of my shirt. It was a tiny mark, like a minature scratch. It stung but whatever.

Frank showed me around. He's been on warped tour before and knows everything about everything. "So this is what you did when you left me for almost a year..." I sighed. He nodded his head, his hands were in his pockets. "Hey, you left me for a year" He chuckled and I agreed with him. We were peacfully walking up a tall hill into a tree covered area. "Charlotte I think there is something you should know..." Frank drifted off. "Frank? What is it?" Is he dying? Oh god! He can't be! "It's about Gerard" He continued. Well thank the high heavens it wasn't anything too serious. "Continue" I sighed in relief. "Well, Charlotte. Stop walking" He grabbed my arm and spun me around. I looked at him, feeling a little confused. "It's about, well it's about what happened the first few months of you being in a coma" Frank crossed his legs as he sat on the ground. He motioned for me to sit, I sat down in front of him and waited for him to continue.

Notes

I know it's short, will be updating with more later on.
Just wanted to update! :)

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