Working For That Happy Ending. (Sequel to Drum Sticks And Bass Guitars)

Reality Check.

"What sucks about leaving him is that I'm broken down and crying. But that's not even the worst part, the only one I want to hold me, isn't mine anymore. But I still love him."

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I woke up from my dreamless sleep, expect it didn't feel like I've slept. It feels like I've staid up crying all night, which I'm sure I did. I hated that I was so stubborn to bring up that he cheated, that I couldn't just be the girlfriend he wanted, supported him and told him it's okay. That's the problem, and the reason he probably cheated on me. I'm not skinny enough, pretty enough, or strong enough to be there for Ashton.

I dragged myself off my bed picking up my clothes from yesterday, I heard the sound of metal crash against the hardwood floor. It was the blade, I just looked at it. I had this empty feeling, then I understood. Everything.

I picked it up holding it in my hands locking my gaze on it. I couldn't do that... But I can't throw it away... I put it back in the pocket of the pants I was wearing yesterday and put them on the bed after I made it. I walked into the bathroom, I wiped under my eyes with the makeup that was still there, my hair looked awful... I ran a hand through it making it look slightly better. I can fix my hair, not my face... I walked out of the bathroom, and into the hallway. I could hear the light sound of a tv as I walked further down the long hall.

"Hey, how are you doing" Jay says standing up walking over to me. I felt like if I spoke my voice would be horse, I just nodded indicating I was fine. He pulled me into a hug, wrapping his arms around my small frame. "It's okay, he didn't deserve you" Jay says, as he said that tears pricked at the corners of my eyes.

"He cheated on me." I breathed out, below a whisper.

"Ok, I'm over this now. I've tried to stay calm but it's out of hand now. He's hit you and cheated on you. I'm going to talk to him." Jay says letting go of me, I could tell by looking at him that he was furious as he tried to keep his voice calm, it wasn't working so well. Jay ruffly pulled on his shoes and putting a beanie on, covering his curls.

"No, no. Please, just leave it" I say walking over, tugging on his arm desperately, like a child. His eyes softened when he looked down at me, but he was still angry.

"I'm going to hurt him." Jay says through gritted teeth.

"He already does that to himself" I say to myself, I felt the tears and I wrapped my arms around jays center resting my head on his chest. He sighed hugging me back, as soon as he let go, Jay made eye contact me before talking,

"I'll be back later, ok?" He says, I shake my head. "Hannah, just... Trust me." He edges on eager to leave I knew if I let him go there is no doubt he would at least attempt to fight Ashton...

But then it hit me...

"Fine" I whisper to him as he walked out closing the door behind him. As the door closed, I saw his longboard leaning against the wall beside it. I smirk running up the stairs going into Jays room. I opened a drawer pulling out high waisted shorts and a lose tank top... I'm here so much I have clothes, cause my other stuff is dirty. I pulled it on and brushed my hair pulling hair spray out of my bag, I sprayed my bangs and they held as I ran down the stairs. I grabbed the board running out the door. I dropped it to the ground and went as fast as I could, lucky for me the concert today was close.

Once I got there I ran to VIP getting inside quickly after they saw it was me. I got a little lost but I turned the last corner *BAM* I fell backwards after hitting something

"THERE YOU ARE!" A familiar voice greets pulling me up. I couldn't even manage a smile seeing Josh's bright, happy, face.

"I can't talk right now" I quietly starring at the ground, walking past him. It took a second before he picked up his pace, walking beside me.