{Billy}Unlucky in Love{Martin}

**Ashka's POV**

I woke up the next day still feeling depressed. I looked at my cell, seeing I've had 15 new messages. Probably all from Matt. God, he's starting to fucking annoy me. He knows I don't ever asnwer my phone before 8am, so why is he calling me?? I'm aggravated as I climb out of my bunk. I notice all the curtains are shut with the exception of one. I wonder who's up? Walking to the front lounge, I start checking my messages.

"Hey baby, it's Matt. Listen, I was hoping to actually talk to you. I guess you're still mad at me. Please baby, pick up."

Next message--"Ash, baby, where are you? I'm getting worried. Please, please pick up the phone if you're there."

The next few messages were exactly the same as the first 2. By the time I was on the 10th message, his tone had completely changed. Billy was up and eating an apple on the couch. I sat down next to him and gave him a small smile. Next message--"Bitch, pick up the fucking phone. I swear to God if you're fucking one of those loser band members........." his voice trailed off.

Either Billy heard the conversation or noticed the tears that seemed to be cascading down my cheeks because he pulled me into a tight embrace. I was wetting his t-shirt, but cradled in his very strong arms.

"Sh, it's gonna be ok. I'm here. He's not. Sh." Billy softly whispered into my ears.

I guess he heard the message. God how I'm starting to fucking hate Matt. We'll probably be stopping soon. At least for breakfast. Footsteps are getting louder and I begin to feel the presence of someone else in the room. I look up and see Chris, looking slightly confused and slightly concerned. He makes his way over to where Billy and I are sitting and wraps his arms around my waist and leans on my back.

"Billy, is she ok?" Chris quietly asks

"I'm not sure. You care to talk now?" Billy said, just above a whisper

I shake my head yes and I feel Chris letting go of my waist. I sit up and wipe my face with the hem of my shirt. Chris comes back and hands me a Coke. I smile weakly at him, sort of saying "Thanks". I take a big gulp of the cold liquid and let out a over-due sigh.

"That was Matt, leaving me the 10th out of 15 messages on my phone. We didn't leave on real good terms and at dinner last night, when he called, we got into a huge fight. He's just being.......I don't know." I say so quietly that both of them have to lean closer to me to hear what I'm saying.

"How long have you two been together?" Chris asks

"About 2 years. Things were going fine at first. But then he started acting like a real ass most of the time. I know he's jealous of me being here with all these guys. The stupid fucker even accused me of cheating on him last night!" I said, a little too loudly, as a brief surge of anger came through.

"I'm sorry. Maybe this wasn't a good idea." Billy said almost to himself.

"Nonsense! She earned this trip. I say, don't let your paranoid, accusing, jealous boyfriend ruin what could be the time of your life. Enjoy our company. You're probably gonna walk away with friends you'll be stuck with for life!!" Chris said beaming at his philosophical knowledge.

Suddenly Chris' phone began to ring and he got up to answer it. Billy kept his arms around me as we sat in silence. Wendy wandered into the front lounge and saw me and Billy. She smiled sweetly before I shook my head no. She frowned but turned her attention to digging in the fridge for something to eat. She sat down at the kitchen table and was happily munching away on a cold piece of pizza when Chris came back up front smiling.

"That was Bert. We're stopping for a couple of hours to get the busses worked on. Him and Quinn are wanting to go shopping. And, Mest is joining the tour. They're meeting up with us when we stop." Chris said, sitting down next to me once more.

"Let's take her out shopping. Get her mind off things for a while." Billy suggested

"Sounds like a marvelous plan, my good man!! I'm sure Bert and Quinn will enjoy it too. You remember the last time the 4 of us went shopping together!!" Chris said before bursting into a fit of giggles.

"What the fuck is Chris giggling about?" Joel said, emphasizing the word 'giggling'.

"An old memory is all. We're stopping for a couple of hours to get the busses worked on so Chris, Bert, Quinn, myself, and Ashka are going shopping. And Mest is joining the tour." Billy informed Benji.

Benji instantly started beaming. Of course I knew he would start acting all spastic once he found out Tony would be here. I smiled timidly as I watched him jump around. I began to softly giggle when he picked up Wendy and start dancing with her. Wendy's expression was priceless.

Before long, I feel the bus pulling to a jerked stop. I look at my watch: 9am. Damn, it's early!!! I remained in my spot next to Billy on the couch and continued to watch Benji and Wendy dance. Chris was now sitting on the couch across from Billy and I. The door opened up and Bert and Quinn appeared, staring at our "dancers". A smile slowly crept up on Bert's handsome face and Quinn just stood there laughing softly. Benji finally had enough dancing and they abruptly stopped. Wendy sat back down at the kitchen table while Benji welcomed Bert and Quinn. The guys (minus Benji of course) talked about the plans for the day. Billy and Chris were adamant about me tagging along. Since I was still in my jammies (my word for pajamas), I needed to get dressed. Chris did too, as he was only wearing black lounge pants.

"It takes an hour to get there, so if anyone needs to get ready, I'd suggest start now." Bert said, laughing at the way Benji and Wendy were now "annoying" one another.

I quickly got up and started digging through one of my bags. I found what I was looking for. A pair of black cargo pants and a purple and black corset with my combat boots. I grabbed my hair gel so I could spike my hair. Chris had already taken off to the bunk area to change, so I headed to the empty bathroom. I changed at super-human speed, well for me at least. After spiking my hair, I left the bathroom to set my jammies and hair gel on my bunk. Seeing me walking back up to the front, Chris asked if everyone was ready.

"I'm ready." I reply, smiling sweetly at him

"I got dressed as soon as I got up this morning. I'm just waiting on you 2." Billy said, looking at me

"We were ready when we got here." Bert said, laughing at Billy

"We brought the Escalade so we'll be driving around in style. But I'm driving. We don't want to scare our new friend here with Bert's driving!!" Quinn joked as he stared a hole through Bert

We left the bus and headed out to the Escalade. Quinn was driving like he said he was. Chris called shot-gun, so he was in the passenger seat next to Quinn. Bert climbed in the back and was sitting right behind Quinn. My guess was so he could bug him while he was driving. I got in next and Billy followed me, sitting on my right. I smiled to myself, as Bert was my favorite out of The Used and Billy was my favorite out of Good Charlotte. Quinn started the SUV up and some band I didn't recognize started blaring through the speakers. No one said anything for a little bit until Quinn broke the silence.

"So, how are you liking these losers so far?"

"Well, I havent' really talked to them much yet. Nikki and Wendy have though." I replied, looking down at my lap.

"Oh? Well, I hope you get the chance to hang out with us. Billy here says you're a helluva artist." Quinn said, looking at me through the rear-view mirror.

I blushed at that and Chris began talking to Quinn. Billy was staring out the window, and I think Bert was text messaging someone. My phone began to ring 'The Anthem' and I blushed once more as the SUV got silent.

"Hello?" I asked, not recognizing the number.

"Hey biiiiiiitch! Where are youuuuuuu? You didn't show up to Mikey's party lasssssssst night." A very drunk, speach-slurring Matt said

"Matt, you're drunk. You know I hate talking to you when you're drunk." I replied bitterly

"But, ba-by. Where are youuuuuuuuuuuuuu?" Matt whined

"Matt, I'm not home. You know damn well I'm not gonna be home all fucking year." I stated rather calmly

"Honey, I..." "Matt, come back to bed." I heard a familiar voice say in the back ground

"Matt, who was that?" I asked, the familiar feeling of anger slowly surging through my bones

"It was Christina. Christina, baaaaa-by, get me another beeeeeeeeeeer!" Matt asked to her.

"You son of a bitch! Go to hell!!!" I screamed at him before haning up on him.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest and closed my eyes. I knew everyone was staring at my sudden outburst. I needed to calm down. My phone began ringing and against my better judgement, I answered it.

"What?" I said rather hatefully

"Why'd youuuuuu hangggggggg up on meeee?" Matt asked, still slurring his speach.

"Because you lying piece of shit!" I yelled. Billy, Chris and Bert were all staring at me.

"Are you mad cause Chrisssssstina is herrrrrrrrre?" Matt asked "Matty, baby, I'm horny. Let's fuck again." Christina muttered.

"Go-to-hell." I said, pronouncing every word.

I hung up, turned off my phone, and buried my face in my hands. I was still angry, yes, but I was also hurt. My suspiscions had just been confirmed, he was cheating on me. I felt 2 pairs of arms wrapping around me. I couldn't help the sob that escaped my throat.

"This is part of the reason we wanted to take her shopping. She had a huge fight with her boyfriend. I'm assuming she just had another one with him." Billy informed Bert and Quinn.

"Man, that loser doesn't deserve you." Bert said quietly

"Hey, Bert? Which way do we go now?" Quinn asked tentatively