Dirty Little Secret

Chapter Thirteen: He's what?!

Adam pulled up outside of Grace's and I hoped off the bike.

"Thanks." 

"It's okay." He smiled. "Do you need picking up tomorrow?"

"I erm... Maybe."

"Okay well let me know and have fun." He smiled and then drove off.

What the hell? Yes, he scared me and hurt me but why is he being so nice? I assume the reason he's being nice is to try and make up for it but...  Why does he even care? He's been a dick before, and never said sorry. Was it just cause I had a mark?

"AMY!" Grace squealed and ran and hugged me, distracting me from my thoughts.

"Hello pooper." I hugged her back.

"Tell us all about last night Miss!"

"Us?"

"AMY!" I felt two more pairs of arms around me. Carla and Ab.

"Hey guys." I chuckled.

We walked in and up to Graces room. They all sat on the bed and looked at me with their eyes wide. I laughed. They looked like little kids waiting in line for ice cream. I sat down and told them about the date. Then about Adam last night. First him being moody and then him grabbing me.

"Are you okay?" Ab asked, her green eyes widening.

"I'm fine. I was just shocked. We fight all the time, but he's never actually hurt me." I replied.

She ran her hand through her long ginger hair. "Least you're okay." She smiled.

"Yeah." Carla agreed.

We sat on the bed and gossiped. We talked about the band tickets I got for Christmas, boys, music and Spongebob.

"I really feel sorry for him. I mean he is really only ever gonna work at a fast food place, his co-workers just take the mick out of him all day, his boss is greedy, he never passes his driving test and the worst bit is he lives in a pineapple."

Ab, Grace and me burst into laughter and Clara's comment.

"Band practice?" Ab suggested.

"Yup." We all agreed and headed down to Grace's garage. 

When we first met Clara and Abbey we found out that they liked the same stuff as me and Grace and also played instruments. So, being the amazing people we are we started a band. Suffocating Under The Surface. Grace plays bass, Ab plays drums, Carla plays guitar and I sing. Sometimes I play guitar too. Depends if we need another one or not. We're actually pretty good. We've played two gigs, it was really fun. Nerve racking though. We practice in Grace's garage.

"What should we start with?" Ab asked while twiddling a drum stick.

"Emergency?" Grace suggested.

"Sounds good."

They began to play, and I began to sing.

"I think we have an emergency. I think we have an emergency. If you thought I'd leave then you were wrong cause I won't stop holding on."

I sang the rest of the song. We sounded amazing. We played a few more Paramore songs, then played a few Black Veil Brides songs.

"One final fight. For this tonight. Woah oh oh." I sang. 

The door opened and Adrien walked in. The girls didn't stop playing so I carried on singing. 

"With knives and pens we've made our plight. Woah oh oh. I can't go on without your love. Your loss. You never held on."