* my legs are dangling off the edge ! 0PEN

[ERIK BJÖRNSTAD!]

I'M GONE, GONE, GONE

It was getting dark and Erik was walking down the strip mall, his eyes darting to the slowly depleting crowd. It was strange being back on tour. The general public weren't as heavily on his case as they used to be, it's as if they'd forgotten about him. Well, apart from the groups of metal-head teenagers he would run into, but other than that, he was pretty invisible in public these days. It was something he wasn't used to. With his gaze fixated on his shoes as they paced forward, his heart was beating manically, so much so that he could hear it rumbling in his ears.

His phone buzzed and it took him less than a second to rip it out of his pocket to read her reply. Harvey. The name used to make him smile as it popped up on his screen. Now it just made him feel sick enough to vomit. His green eyes scanned the message and he bit his lip hard. He'd messed up. Oh, how he'd messed up. He didn't have the heart to keep bothering her, so he grudgingly slipped it back into his pocket and fixed his eyes back on the ground, walking automatically; like a robot.

The smack of pavement turned to the dull thudding of wood, although the dark-haired guitarist noticed nothing but the tears growing in his eyes and the hole aching in his chest. Only when the edge of his converse dipped into air did he stop and look up, startled by the sudden absence of ground. He was on a pier. He was on a pier and he'd almost walked straight off of it.

He couldn't help but wonder if his mind had turned self-destructive. He sure felt like it, but he always thought he was stronger than that. Atleast since.. well, since he met; jesus christ, he thought. Bringing himself to sit down and dangle his legs off the ledge, he grasped his hair in his hands, resting his elbows on his legs. Tears fell. Erik never cried. Never. It'd be so easy just to jump... it'd be so easy to forget... I'd be so easy to forget, he thought.

His throat ached, and he clenched his eyes shut; his wispy black hair falling around his knuckles. He stayed there for a while. Listening to the water, looking into his hands. Darkness.

He wasn't sure how long he'd been sitting there but as he removed his hands from his face, blinky eyed; he looked around. It was dark now. It was peaceful, there was nobody around. For a moment he may have believed that if he looked at his phone none of the fight would have happened. He knew that was wishful thinking though.Soft thuds were audible behind him and they grew closer. Usually he would have jumped to his feet, but he only just found the strength to turn his head lazily at the person behind him. He sighed.

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[blaire simons!]

[bg=black][atrb=width,500true][atrb=border,0,true] . Today had not been a good day. To be quite honest Blaire had been dreading this day since she had arrived on tour. Blaire had a good voice, that she had no doubt of. The record label had taken a risk on the girl they had found on youtube. They had cleaned her up and introduced her as the new lead singer of Murder Mayhem. The messed up thing, Blaire had never actually sung in front of anyone. Blaire had been put to the ultimate test this afternoon, and although she had survived it, she was somewhat concerned her performance had put not only her future in jeopardy but her band mates as well. She had gone on stage as confident as she could muster, yet as she stood infront of hundreds of people she froze. Blaire had frozen so bad that her band mate Rosie had to take over talking to the crowd to buy Blaire some time to pull her shit together. Blaire had been about to run off stage when she realized that by doing so she would ruin things for the band behind her. The band who had worked so hard to get here. With a deep swallow she began to playfully banter with Rosie to show her she was ready. The rest of the set had been stressful but the crowd seemed to have enjoyed it well enough. Blaire however had not stopped kicking herself over it since leaving the stage. All she wanted to do was get away from the venue, and hide out for the night. The pink haired woman didnt want to be cornered and asked why she had choked, nor did she want to listen to the fans who hated her bash her. Blaire continued to walk, not minding the salty air. As she continued to make her way around, she noticed a dark figure off to her left, sitting on the edge of the pier. A puzzled look crossed her face when the figure looked back at her. Blaire gave a nervous wave mostly because she didnt want the figure thinking she was a stalker of some sort. Blaire sighed inwardly before walking towards the sitting figure. Though when she got closer she realized who it was, and was somewhat shocked to see the look on his face. Hadnt he left Succubus, what was he doing back here. Blaire had only know this little fact because she was a huge fan of the mans work, along with Harvey's vocals. She had been listening to there music for some time, and honestly thought she would never have the opportunity to actually meet any of them. Blaire did her best to shove her screaming fan girl way down inside as she looked at him in a sympathetic way. "Are you alright, Eric?" she said, thought felt stupid shortly after for saying his name like she knew him or something.

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[ERIK BJÖRNSTAD!]

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What he could assume was a girl by the figure gave a wave and he raised a brow, blinking away what tears had been in his eyes and bringing his arm to his eyes quickly, rubbing any signs of crying away. How fucking embarrassing, he thought. She got closer and he squinted up at her, the pink hair becoming obvious. He couldn't place her name but he'd seen it on the tour website. She was the replacement vocalist for Murder Mayhem if he remembered correctly. He'd never met her before, so he was sure he was making a horrible first impression.

Surely finding someone at their wits end, sulking on a pier wasn't the best way to introduce yourself. He turned his body a bit more, bringing a foot up to rest on the wood. "I- Uh, hi..." he stuttered, a tiny smile all he could manage. "Are you alright, Eric?" the girl asked. For a moment he wondered how she knew his name, but he pushed it aside. He cleared his throat and scratched his head, "Pfft, me? Yeah... no." For some reason a tiny chuckle escaped his lips, but he sensed it was formed out of a combination of embarrassment and self-pity. Reaching up to one of the rungs of the rails of the pier, he pulled himself easily to his feet and sighed, leaning back against the barrier.

Erik pointed a finger at her, "You're.. you're new, right?" He searched the depths of his mind for her name but it failed him, "... B... b... Bianca? No.. Brittney?" He brought a hand to the back of his neck, and shrugged. "Sorry you had to see me like that.. I'm not usually like that..." he knew it was probably useless explaining, ".. promise." His green eyes turned into crescents as he managed a slightly larger smile. His gaze darted to the floor and he sighed again, "What're you doin' out here this late?"

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[blaire simons!]

[bg=black][atrb=width,500true][atrb=border,0,true] . Blaire knew the look on his face, and she knew it well. She had been there several times throughout her life, and knew how terrible it felt. It was never fun feeling like you were completely alone, without hope, and completely frustrated by it. The pink haired vocalist didn’t want to intrude on his privacy, but at the same time she couldn’t fight her nature. She was a kind, compassionate and supportive human being, and seeing someone in need wasn’t something she could just walk away from. “You mind?” Blaire asked motioning at the other side of the pier. She wanted to make sure he was okay with her taking a seat next to him, and quite honestly willingly to let her pry a little. But just as the words had left her lip he started getting to his feet. “Never mind.” she said with a soft laugh. Blaire knew she really shouldn’t be smiling when he felt so terrible. But to be honest she was somewhat happy that she was meeting him, something she had never actually pictured herself doing. “Yeah, and my name is Blaire.” she said with a reassuring smile to let him know he hadn’t offended her. Blaire didn’t expect him to know who she was; she was a no body after all. Only a few people around her knew her, and most of them knew her because of her youtube channel. Blaire sometimes wondered if she was the running joke of the tour, and often felt as though everyone was waiting for her to fail. “Don’t apologize we all have are bad days.” she said with a nod and a smile. “If you don’t cry a couple times in your life you’re not human.” she added trying to ease his embarrassment. After all most of the males she knew thought it weak to cry, and often denied ever doing so. When he asked her what she was doing out here this late, she froze before looking at the ground. A deep sigh could be heard before she returned her attention back to Eric. “I chocked on stage today…” she said her voice becoming a little shaky at the omission. “I didn’t know what to do; I’ve never been up on a pedestal like that. It was intimidating to say the least.” she said with a frown. “I guess the upside is, Rosie was nice enough to save me while I attempted to collect myself.” she said with a forced laugh. “I just hate that I proved everyone right.” she said in a defeated tone.

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[ERIK BJÖRNSTAD!]

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Seeing her smile and chuckle, made him smile a little. Surrounding yourself with happy people instead of people who hated you was probably better approach to life at the moment. Blaire, of course. He bit his lip, a little embarrassed. But he got the feeling she understood him not knowing her name. Atleast he knew it started with a B. “Don’t apologize we all have our bad days.” Erik shrugged and crossed his muscular arms across his chest, his manly instinct trying to abolish any signs of weakness he may have been displaying. “If you don’t cry a couple times in your life you’re not human.” The man shrugged again and smirked at her, "I might not be human." He was only teasing, of course.

She looked a little upset at his question and the grip on his own arms loosened a bit and he leant forward ever so slightly. It would appear he wasn't the only one having problems tonight around here. He drew in a harsh breath that hissed through his teeth as she said she had choked on stage. He mirrored her frown as her voice grew softer and shakier. He knew how that felt, but it would have to be a thousand times worse being a vocalist. He could just blame it on his guitar being out of tune or his guitar lead screwing up, vocalists had no instrument to hide behind. “I just hate that I proved everyone right.”


That sounded like something he would say. His eyes met the small pink girl's and he frowned again. Other people's worries could really take your mind off your own. "Aw, don't say it like that," he said, a soft smile working it's way onto his face. "Everyone screws up now and again," Erik said, tucking a piece of hair behind his ear, "trust me. I'm the master of screwing up." He forced a chuckle and sighed a little at the fact that he wasn't kidding. His tone suddenly changed. "The person I love most hates my guts. Like actually hates my guts." He wasn't sure where his sudden opening up came from. "And there's nothing.. I can do." he trailed off, that lump forming in his throat again, his eyes darting to his shoes again.

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[blaire simons!]

[bg=black][atrb=width,500true][atrb=border,0,true] . Blaire laughed when he said he might not be human. She looked down at her feet before playfully shaking her head. "Well you look human to me, and you haven't tried to eat my face so your not a zombie, i don't think." she said with a smile her brown eyes locking on is to see his reaction. "I have an obsession for horror movies, your lucky I'm not quoting lines from them." she said with a smirk, not caring if she came off nerdy or not. Her initial starstruck demeanor must of been over ridden by her need to make sure he was okay. Blaire was happy her feelings had played out that way. After all she was getting quite tired of looking like a fool in front of everyone. When he said that she shouldn't say things like that. She offered him a nervous, yet hopeful look. Blaire had always been concerned with other people's opinions of her, it was one of her biggest faults. She hated when people left negative comments on her youtube channel, but at least she was able to hide behind a computer. Blaire was out in the open now, she could hear their negative shouts, and booing, it was really beginning to take its tole. For the negative words were always louder than the positive happy screams. "Thanks, that means a lot coming from someone like you." she said letting a genuine smile cross her lips before she started laughing. "Sorry, I just never thought I would be standing in front of you, let alone have you tell me it happens to everyone and that things will get better. Its truly amazing, really." she said warmly. "Yeah you seem to land yourself on online blogs quite often." she said admitting in so many words that she stalked the gossip blogs quite frequently. "Aww I am so sorry to hear that." Blaire replied in a sympathetic manner. "Harvey will forgive you eventually, but you really need to pull yourself together. Be the man she fell in love with, not this puddle of emotion." she said in a coaching tone. She wasn't trying to make him feel bad, she simply wanted him to cheer up. "But for now, I'm going to help you get your mind off of it by suggesting we go for a swim." she said with a playful smile. Blaire didn't wait for his answer before starting to remove her own clothing. The pink haired woman started by removing her jewelry and shoes. She pulled off her tank top, revealing not only a black bra, but several tattoos. Blaire placed her top on the pier rail, before slowing unbuttoning her skinny jeans. She pulled them off and tossed them on the rail as well. She gave him a smile before walking away from him until she hit the beach, and then eventually headed towards the water. "Come on." she shouted with a grin.

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[ERIK BJÖRNSTAD!]

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Erik almost scoffed and mumbled, mimicking her words "someone like me." He didn't think he was a particularly 'inspirational' individual like many of the musicians on this tour. Erik chuckled and waved a hand at her, in an 'oh stop' kind of way. At the mention of this online blogs he raised a brow and smirked a little, a cold chuckle escaping his lips. "That's right, you're big on the internet. If I see 'Erik Bjornstad cries like a sissy' on any blogs, I'll know who told," he said, shooting her a wink. Of course he was kidding, but it still would be even worse for his image if people knew just what a wreck he was proving to be lately.

Her words made him sigh, the breath a little shaky. For a moment he forgot the entire music world knew who he dated and what'd happened, and it hurt to think about. Erik's eyes grew painful again but he blinked it away. He gave a shrug and nodded, finding it pointless to disagree with her assumption of Harvey. He was snapped out of the thoughts by her suggesting they swim. He scoffed again and went to speak before being interrupted by Blaire just taking her clothes off. "Well alright," he chuckled, chucking his black leather jacket on the rail, revealing some of his own arm tattoos. He decided he'd keep his jeans on, but he pulled his shirt over his head and set it with his jacket, kicking his shoes off and sitting them on the pier.

She sauntered away to go the beach way to the water and chuckled as she ushered him to go with her and he brushed his hair out of his face with his hands. "Girl, you can go the easy way. I'm pier-jumping it," Erik laughed and before she could reply he ran down the pier and let out a loud whoop as he jumped off. It seemed like a good idea until he hit the water and it was incredibly cold. He surfaced and let out a shocked grunt, slicking his hair back. ".... J-j-jesus christ!" Erik stuttered, his teeth chattering. "Alright, come on Blaire!" he called out, reaching an arm up and motioning her over to the water.

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[bg=black][atrb=width,500true][atrb=border,0,true] . Blaire laughed when Erik decided he was just going to jump off the pier like a bad ass. Though she laughed a tad bit louder when she saw the look on his face. Apparently he had forgotten the fact that the water was going to be a bit cold. When he yelled for her to hurry up and get out there she smiled. "Why?" she said smoothly. She crossed her arms over her chest in a defiant fashion, and tilted her hip. Her dark brown eyes watching him curiously as he moved about the cold water. "Are you cold?" she said with a laugh, letting her arms fall as she slowly moved deeper into the water. Wow. Blaire was a little shocked at how cold it was, for some reason she had thought it might be cool because it was evening, but damn it was practically freezing. Blaire moved through the water gradually bringing herself closer to Erik. "Okay, so maybe this was a terrible idea." Blaire said when she was only a couple feet from him. She shivered and rubbed her arms before looking up at the sky. "You would think it would be a bit warmer than this." she said letting her brown eyes fall on his once more. Though when they did she couldn't help but let a mischievous look cross her face before she dunked her hand under water. Her grin turned into a smile before her hand came up and she splashed him playfully. Though the moment she did, she had this funny feeling she was going to regret it. "Oh shit." she said before turning and trying to run away from him. The worst thing about water was the fact that it slowed you down. Blaire wasn't sure if Erik would chase her down and punish her for the splashing, but she kind of felt as though he would. After all dunking the person who splashed you was the natural reaction. "You really don't want to dunk me." she squealed as she did her best to stay out of his reach if he tried to grab her. Though she had to admit even if she got dunked it was worth it. At least she had managed to cheer him up even if it was only for tonight.

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[ERIK BJÖRNSTAD!]

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When she asked if he was cold he laughed loudly. "Not one bit!" This girl had a nerve, he figured. But at least she was nice about it. It was cute, the way she tried to be defiant and tough. As soon as she moved into the water by the look on the water, he figured she wasn't so high and mighty now. He smirked, his body had started to adjust to the temperature. But if someone as big as him could feel the cold, he had no doubt it was a thousand times worse for a girl like her with hardly any meat on her bones.

Erik shrugged as she suggested it was a bad idea. "I dunno, it's not so bad now." He chuckled and nodded at her, crossing his arms across his chest. The water did look a little warmer from up on the pier. As soon as her expression changed to mischievous he raised a brow at her, and his arms remained crossed. Before he knew it cold water was splashed across his torso and he jumped, his mouth falling open. He spread his arms wide, "What the hell, Blaire!" His serious tone was broken by his laughing, and he stood there as she turned around and started to glide away. He followed her, but slowly, just to taunt her.

"How do you know I don't want to dunk you?" he said, still walking slowly behind the squealing pink-haired girl, trying desperately to get out of the way. Erik hadn't tried to grab her yet, but the sound of him following her through the water must have been enough to scare her. He decided he'd go underwater and do it that way. All at once he disappeared from view in the dark water and swam around a bit, before opening his eyes a little painfully to see two pale sticks standing in the water. He slowly, slowly swam closer and popped up in front of her, "Surprise!" he yelled, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her under before she could do anything about it. Revenge was sweet. She squirmed and he let her squirm for a moment before he let her go and he surfaced, swimming well away from her, afraid of the wrath that may ensue.

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