"Would you guys cool it!" Nick demanded as the limo pulled up to the concert hall. Mich and Jeff had kept up the bitch fest the whole way and everybody was ready to kill both of them, even Lindsey.
"Tell her to quit, she's the one doing it," Jeff exclaimed.
"No, Jeff," Justin said. "You've had just as much to do with this as Mich has."
"Thank you," Mich said, crossing her arms. Jeff growled at her.
"I REALLY wish you hadn't come on this trip," he said, his face red with anger.
"Well, that's just tough," Mich told him. Lindsey and Nick invited me."
"Oh shit, don't drag me into this!" Nick said, backing away. "Just because you and Mich don't like each other-"
"Who is the one who called her Mich the Bitch in the first place?" Jeff exclaimed, surprised.
"I said don't drag me into this!" Nick repeated. "Didn't I just say that, was no one listening to me?"
"Honey, did you say something?" Lindsey asked. Nick groaned and put his head in his hands.
"Can we please just go into the building?" Drew asked, wanting to get away from the fighting. Jeff looked like he was going to say something so Drew continued. "Please, I'm begging you! Stop before it's too late! What do I have to do? Get down on my knees and start crying like a baby?" His voice was already cracking slightly. Nick and Mich suddenly perked up.
"Man, I'D like to see that."
"Me, too," Mich said, turning to look at him and studying him like she was waiting for a performance. This cause Jeff to laugh. "You know how to laugh?" Mich inquired, looking stunned.
"Yes, I know how to laugh!" Jeff shouted back at her. "It's kinda damn hard when you're badgering me though."
"I don't BADGER people," Mich told him. "I point out their flaws in the hopes that they will see them for themselves and make changes for the better. I don't think there is anything wrong with that."
"And how the hell would telling me that I have no dick help me in anyway? There's no way I could change that."
"Oh, so you admit it do you?" Mich said. She smiled sweetly. "You set YOURSELF up for that one." Jeff looked like he was going to lunge at her at any moment.
"Okay," Nick shouted. "Out of the car everyone." He pushed Mich out of the limo, then Drew. "Do something with her," Nick told his brother. "Anything," he added, looking at Mich's offended expression.
"I'll do what I can. but I can't make any promises," Drew replied in the voice of a soap opera surgeon who's patient 'didn't look good'.
"Just do something with her," Nick exclaimed, shoving him toward Mich.
"Shall we?" he asked mich, putting an arm out.
"Gladly," Mich said, taking it.
"And meet us in the dressing room in 20 minutes," Nick called as the two walked away. He stepped out of the limo with a sigh. Jeff got out behind him.
"Thank you," Jeff said, straightening his shirt.
"Do NOT get me fuckin started on you," Nick shouted. "That was the most immature thing I have ever seen you do."
"She was fuckin baiting me!"
"And you are how old now? You are acting like you are two. You are the older one out of the two of you and should certainly be acting like the more mature one. Jeez Jeff, what the hell is wrong with you. If this is how you show you like someone, I hope you two never get married, you'll kill each other."
"I DON'T FUCKING LIKE HER! STOP SAYING THAT!!"
"A little touchy, aren't we, Jeff?" Justin put in. Jeff turned on him and growled loudly. "Please don't hurt me."
"Jeff, get your ass to that dressing room right now and don't come out until you've thought about the way you have just treated your friends and are ready to apologize!" Jeff looked at him pathetically. "Go! Now!" Jeff hunched his shoulders and walked into the building, presumably to his dressing room. "I hate when I have to do that," Nick said sadly. "But sometimes it's just necessary." Nick shook his head and he, Justin, and Lindsey made their way into the building together.
