Trasea's House

"I don't want to live with what I've done to you." He whispered, sitting down on the bed.

"You didn't do anything to me, Trace. I just...I'm a hard person to be around, let alone be married to. Nothing that happens to me is your fault. Don't ever think it is." She murmured, sitting next to him on the bed.

"I've caused you to shed so many tears. I don't like living with the memory of those tears." He said.

"Trace, I'm hormonal. When I cry it's because I've done something stupid. When we fight 99.9% of the time, it's my fault. Don't blame yourself." she said softly.

"What about last night? That wasn't your fault. I can't just come back when I made you cry all of those tears." He said, glancing at his vest.

"Trace, I was crying because I missed you. Leaving or doing whatever you're doing is only going to make that worse. If you truly don't want me to cry anymore then the only thing you can do is stay."

He smiled. "I wrote you another letter last night." He handed her the letter which said:

Dear Mrs. Kingston,
I wrote this letter just in case I couldn't leave you right away. Which I guess, that since you are reading this, I couldn't. I love you sooooo sooooooo much. I'm also really hyper because I just had a Monster and so I'm like a ball of energy.
Love ya,
Trace
P.S. Make sure Jeff gets married to Nikki. He needs it. Ok?
Love you Pumpkin Pie,
Trace
P.SS. I wrote pumkin pie because I love pumpkin pie and I love you so I thought it was appropriate.

(hahaha)

She smiled, "I love you." she murmured softly.

He hugged her. "Love you too. Do you want to go to rehab with me?"

She cocked her head to the side and smiled, "sure."


(WTFFFFFFFFFFFFF?)

"Ok. Cause I would rather go through it with you than by myself." He explained.

(LALALALALA)

She smiled. Her smile faded and she hugged him, "I thought I'd never see you again." she whispered

"Well I'm here now." He said hugging her tighter.


( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VmkvM8X3GKs ) <---go there and pay attention at the very end. you will be disturbed.

She hugged him closer, "I love you so much, Trace Mason Kingston." she murmured.

(What is it? I can't go to Youtube now. I have to wait till I get back to my house.)

(Go on messenger)

"I love you too, Staysea Michelle Kingston." He said and kissed her lips lightly.


(ok so trace is giving a tour of their tour bus and on the bathroom door is pics of naked chicks with orange yo gabba gabbas.)

She kissed him back gently.
She pulled back and laid her head on his chest, refusing to let go of him in fear that if she did, he'd disappear again.

"I won't disappear baby." He said and scooted up to the top of the bed so he could rest his head on the wall. He wrapped his arms around her.

She hugged him close and closed her eyes.

He ran his fingers through her hair and closed his eyes as well.

She sighed, totally content, and fell asleep.

Trace stayed awake watching Staysea sleep. He chuckled as she heard her talking in her sleep, which was often.

"No." she muttered, "I don't know. Maybe." she paused, "Um... that one." she mumbled. Suddenly, she smiled, "I was in my kitchen, cleaning a dish." she said, "Tell him what you told me. Tell him what you told-- that's not what you told me!" she exclaimed, "Fuck shoes." she muttered, "No, no. Naughty naughty kool aid." she murmured in her sleep.

(hahah)

Trace laughed and rubbed her back soothingly. "Silly, silly girl." He said, thinking about her sleep talking.

"Thank you angel wearing jeans!" she exclaimed with a giggle. Her forehead creased with lines of worry and her smile faded, "Mom! Dad! Please! No,no,no,no." she whimpered, "What have I done?" she asked herself, tears escaping her eyes, "I thought I...I didn't...Oh God..." she whimpered.