Green Eyes Don't Lie; Ryan Hunter. 01

I woke up the next morning somewhere backstage, feeling very light headed. I quickly got dressed, and left the small dressing room. Sal was still quietly sleeping on the couch when I left. I quickly hurried back to the bus designated for us merch girls.

My head was pounding, and I felt like I was ready to pass out at any moment. I was greeted by a very pissed off Pixie sitting on the couch. Almost as if she was waiting for me.

"I can't believe you! You actually slept with him? I can't believe you would do something like that to Luca!" I pushed past her and headed for my bunk. Every noise seemed to make my headache worse.

Just as I slowly closed my eyes, my phone began to ring.

"Hello?" I asked, not bothering to open my eyes.

"Hey Kate, it's Luca."

"L-luca?" I shot up in my bunk, slamming my head against the bottom of the bunk above me. Not helping the fact the my head feels likes it's about to implode.

"I was just calling because the other day in the hospital I forgot to tell you I love you, and for you to get better soon. But everytime I've tried to call you I haven't gotten an answer."

I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. "I have to go. I'll call you back."

"Alright, I love you."

I hung up quickly, throwing my phone onto the mattress below me. I felt dirty, unclean. I needed out of these clothes. I needed a shower to clean me off. I smelled like Sal. I climbed out of the bunk, grabbed some clean clothes and managed to make my way over to the small bathroom. I started the small shower, and quickly peeled off my clothes. But no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get his smell off of me.

I stepped out of the shower, and quickly dried off, putting on fresh, clean clothes. But as I glanced up at the mirror before me, the sick feeling in my stomach grew bigger. Sal had left his mark all over my neck, making the idea of what we had done last night that much more real.

I left the bathroom in tears, and headed towards the lounge of the bus. But I was stopped by a not very pleased Ryan.

"We need to talk." He demanded, anger reflecting in his eyes.

"News travels that fast?" I whispered.

"No, it's just Sal's my best friend. We tell eachother everything. Of course I didn't have the heart to tell him that the girl he just fucked has a fiance." A small wave of relief washed over me. "I thought he deserved to hear it from you, himself."

The sick feeling quickly came back. "No, it's complicated. I-I can't. He wouldn't understand."

"Well, then enlighten me with this 'complicated' tale." A small smirk pulled at the corner of his lips.

"It's just-" I sighed "I thought my fiance was cheating on me."

"Oh, that'll go over real nice. 'Sorry, Sal. It's just I thought my fiance, the man I'm supposed to marry, was cheating on me. So I slept with you for revenge. Have a nice day.' Good luck with that." He mocked.

"Just shut the fuck up!" I screamed. Ryan looked slightly taken aback by my sudden outburst. "I get it! I fucked up! I'm sorry! What more do you want from me, you fucking prick?"

We were interupted by some clearing their throat from behind Ryan. We both looked behind him to be greeted by Sal.

"Shit." I muttered.

"H-how long have you been standing there?" Ryan asked, quietly.

"Long enough." snapped Sal before storming off the bus.

"Now look what you've done." I said, angrily shoving him backwards.

"Me? I'm not the one who's engaged and goes around sleeping with random guys."

My eyes started to sting, as I was pushed closer and closer to tears. I opened my mouth to tell off Ryan, but he was right. I had gotten myself into this, and it was up to me to make everything right.

"Take some time to think this over, but you'll have to eventually talk to him." He said softly, noticing the tears forming in my eyes.

I nodded my head slowly, before slipping past him, and leaving the bus.