You say loves overrated, I say its complicated
Day 35 - Why Are You So Confusing
Olivia
It’s been 5 days since I sort of blew up at Zack. 5 days of locking myself away from my “friends” and not hearing from the one who I needed most, him. Why does he have to have a girlfriend and why does she have to be pretty? I just hate these feelings so much. After I walked away from Zack I somehow made it into the downtown area of Baltimore. That is not a good idea when drunk and underage, in case you were wondering. I do not remember what happened next but I somehow made it into some person’s house and woke up there the next morning.
Fast forward to present day and you can see me sitting at the Circle K reading this magazine hoping, no wishing, he would just text me and ask if I am okay. Of course I would tell him yeah I am fine, but I really am drowning in my depressing thoughts right now. It doesn’t help that Daniel suddenly decided to “help” them for the rest of their tour so I am here with all of these siblings and my alcoholic mother until school starts up again.
“Olivia, I need you to stock the shelves and mop the floors before you leave tonight,” my manager says to me as he begins to get ready to walk out the door.
“You got it boss,” I reply not looking up from my magazine.
“And if you need anything do not be afraid to call me,” he answers and looks at me sympathetically.
“No worries Jake, I will be fine. Have a good night,” I say while pushing him out the door.
Thank god he is gone because that means peace and quiet around here. I look around at my surroundings which makes me kind of miss Zack and Daniel even more so I decide to text Zack and be the bigger person.
O: I miss you friend. I hope your tour is going alright. <3
Zack
I haven’t heard from Olivia in almost a week. The last encounter with her that I had has kind of made my head begin to spin. She looked at me like I am an idiot. I just don’t get girls sometimes.
After the hometown show Daniel decided to join us for the rest of the tour to help out and such. He actually has been a huge help and has snuck us A LOT of alcohol somehow. Can you say score? The tour has somehow become monotonous also. Day in and day out we do the same exact things: get drunk, hang out with friends, play a show, get drunk again, go to bed. I think this makes me miss her even more. What is really sad about this situation is that I miss Olivia more than I miss my own girlfriend. Not that I would tell either one of them that, however.
“Zack is a little distracted tonight folks! Let’s yell at him until he wakes up...” I hear Jack say to the crowd as I begin to get out of my head and begin to play the next song.
“I’m standing right here Jack,” I reply into the mic with a smirk.
“Oh look guys, we have our dreamy bassist back,” Alex retorts.
God I wish Olivia was here to hit them for me right now. All they ever do is make fun of me. At least Olivia would come back with a witty reply, unlike myself. I became the brunt of the joke for the rest of the set and then headed back to the van to look at my phone. That is when I see her text message saying she misses me. All I can do is stare at it and then delete so no one else sees that she is trying to contact me. I just don’t know what to do anymore.
It’s been 5 days since I sort of blew up at Zack. 5 days of locking myself away from my “friends” and not hearing from the one who I needed most, him. Why does he have to have a girlfriend and why does she have to be pretty? I just hate these feelings so much. After I walked away from Zack I somehow made it into the downtown area of Baltimore. That is not a good idea when drunk and underage, in case you were wondering. I do not remember what happened next but I somehow made it into some person’s house and woke up there the next morning.
Fast forward to present day and you can see me sitting at the Circle K reading this magazine hoping, no wishing, he would just text me and ask if I am okay. Of course I would tell him yeah I am fine, but I really am drowning in my depressing thoughts right now. It doesn’t help that Daniel suddenly decided to “help” them for the rest of their tour so I am here with all of these siblings and my alcoholic mother until school starts up again.
“Olivia, I need you to stock the shelves and mop the floors before you leave tonight,” my manager says to me as he begins to get ready to walk out the door.
“You got it boss,” I reply not looking up from my magazine.
“And if you need anything do not be afraid to call me,” he answers and looks at me sympathetically.
“No worries Jake, I will be fine. Have a good night,” I say while pushing him out the door.
Thank god he is gone because that means peace and quiet around here. I look around at my surroundings which makes me kind of miss Zack and Daniel even more so I decide to text Zack and be the bigger person.
O: I miss you friend. I hope your tour is going alright. <3
Zack
I haven’t heard from Olivia in almost a week. The last encounter with her that I had has kind of made my head begin to spin. She looked at me like I am an idiot. I just don’t get girls sometimes.
After the hometown show Daniel decided to join us for the rest of the tour to help out and such. He actually has been a huge help and has snuck us A LOT of alcohol somehow. Can you say score? The tour has somehow become monotonous also. Day in and day out we do the same exact things: get drunk, hang out with friends, play a show, get drunk again, go to bed. I think this makes me miss her even more. What is really sad about this situation is that I miss Olivia more than I miss my own girlfriend. Not that I would tell either one of them that, however.
“Zack is a little distracted tonight folks! Let’s yell at him until he wakes up...” I hear Jack say to the crowd as I begin to get out of my head and begin to play the next song.
“I’m standing right here Jack,” I reply into the mic with a smirk.
“Oh look guys, we have our dreamy bassist back,” Alex retorts.
God I wish Olivia was here to hit them for me right now. All they ever do is make fun of me. At least Olivia would come back with a witty reply, unlike myself. I became the brunt of the joke for the rest of the set and then headed back to the van to look at my phone. That is when I see her text message saying she misses me. All I can do is stare at it and then delete so no one else sees that she is trying to contact me. I just don’t know what to do anymore.
7/5/13