On my way back to the venue I buy a few magazines and decide to just have a relaxed evening, sitting in my chair in front of the bus, my feet on the table just flicking through the pages. The band was inside video gaming and surfing on the internet. Suddenly the voices grew louder, I didn't react, probably someone just lost and now gets mad about it. This is a noisy band you know.

" EASY!" I hear Danny scream from inside. "Where is the fucking bitch?"

"I'm out here" I scream back. What is it now?

Danny slowly walks towards my table and looks down at me his arms crossed in front of his chest. "Mrs. Ashby?" He asks in a calm voice although it sounds a bit forced.

"Apparently" I answer turning the pages not looking up at him. I raise my hand and wiggle my fingers in the air to show off my ring.

With a sudden move he bends down ripping the magazine off my hands. "Are you trying to fucking drive me insane.? Are you planning on pushing me over the edge? Cause if you do you pretty much succeeded."

" Calm down Dude, it's a joke! " I shake my head in annoyance.

" I am not stupid, I know it's a hoax. Ashby would never marry you." He huffs. "Don't you get what's going on? They are using you. Your publicity. Do you think Bryan Stars just ran into you by accident today?. Your story is hot right now and everybody wants a piece of it. I mean look what's going on in Twitter." He shouts exasperated.

I honestly don't know what he is talking about. He sees it in my face. "You do have Twitter, do you?" He asks.

"Why would I, Twitter is for famous people and their fans, and I am neither." I shrug.

"Oh well then, let me just give you a taste of what's going on" he takes out his phone scrolling for a moment. "Just a random tweet of the, I don't know how many tags you have, here from my so called friend Andy Biersack. And I quote.

AndyBVB : can't wait to hang out with my bus girl tonight. #busgirl #Asking Alexandria #Warped Tour. "

"WHAT? Danny honestly, I don't even know this guy."

"I know, but they don't." he points to his phone.

"How do you think that makes me look out there, one day you play my bitch, next one you get 'married' to fucking Ashby. I bet it's a pay back from him because we are bigger and better than his band. I don't get why you even hang out with those guys?"

"WHY? I tell you why!" I jump up pushing over my chair "because I thought they were my friends. Because I am LONELY , Godamnit."
I slam my fist on the table. "Have you guys ever bothered to ask what I was doing in my free time, have you ever let me join you for meals, have you ever invited me to party? No, you just come and go as you please, and so do I."

Tears are streaming down my face by now and I try to push past Danny to get away from this conversation, but he grabs my wrist and stops me.

"You work for us, do you understand?" He growls at me and I just nod my head. "If you have to attract attention than you do it for our band. We're invited to the MTV Awards when we get to LA, you will come with us as my date because my girlfriend can't make it. That's not a request, that's an order. Do you get me?"

I look in his eyes that show no empathy for me and jerk my arm free and leave. I hate you Danny.

I just run, my tears blinding me, after some time I end up at the outside fence and stop. Slowly the pieces of this puzzle fall into place. That's what Jaime meant when he said he heard horrible things about me, that's why everybody already knew who I was, that's why Austin and Alan came looking for me the first day we met. All this time I had been totally oblivious to the fact that people were tweeting about me and making up stories behind my back, spreading them on the web. Probably fans were hating on me as well.

But could that be the truth, were they all just using me? Did nobody actually care? Could I have been so wrong in my judgement? There was only one way to find out. And I knew exactly who I needed to talk to.

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