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Chapter 13

Danni continued to run down the street. She had no idea where she was running to; all she cared was that it was away from the perusing calls of Ville. She didn’t have a lot of chance in actually out running him, her being in heels in him being faster than her anyway, but she figured she might be able to loose him in a crowd. She dodged a group of girls and rounded a corner. She couldn’t hear Ville calling her anymore. Whether he had stopped pursuing her or just given up calling she couldn’t say but it seemed like a good omen to her. She slowed her run to a walk and ducked into a café beside her.

Danni took a seat at the closest empty table and placed her head in her hands, her long blond hair falling over her face hiding her tears. She thought how stupid she must have been when she decided to marry Ville. She knew he was in love with Cassie. He always had been and he always would be and there was absolutely nothing she could say or do to change that. But she’d known that a long time, almost as long as they had been together. And she wasn’t exactly innocent herself. Perhaps the reason she was actually upset about it is that it was Cassie. She wondered to herself if she would’ve minded even slightly if it was with some random bar skank.

Of course, part of her storming out had been for show. She had to keep up appearances that she would be heart broken to hear that the man she ‘loved’ had slept with some one else, especially when the someone else was the person she hated most in the world (although Bam did run a close second). Truth be told, she was more upset by the fact that she had decided to call things of with Marco for a while, until the dust settled around the engagement. She pulled her mobile phone from the large bag she had dropped at her side and looked at the screen. She had several missed calls, voice messages and a text from Ville. She read the message. He was begging her to go and see him. Or to at least call him. She smiled to herself, hurt, but satisfied that she could still have her perfect life.

She looked at thee screen for several minutes, contemplating. If she called him it might be easier to talk, but if she saw him then she could work the guilt angle. The most important thing to her right now was to make sure the wedding went ahead. She was not prepared to give up the life she had longed for since she was young because some silly little girl managed to get her fiancé into bed. She stood from her table and ordered a coffee to go, realising that in the half hour she had been sitting in the café she hadn’t ordered anything. She took her coffee and left the shop. She sent a message to Ville asking him where he wished to meet her.

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Meanwhile, back at the club Bam and Cassie stood dumbstruck as they watched Ville run out of the door, screaming after Danni. Bam was rubbing his knuckles where they had connected with Ville’s face. He did feel slightly guilty about hitting his best friend but he had seen red when he heard the way Ville was tearing into Cassie. Over the last week or so he had grown very protective of her. He didn’t want to see her hurt by Ville any more than she already was.

As the stood at the door for what seemed like an age the rest of the band appeared from the hall where the stage was.
“What the hell happened? Where’s Ville?” Burton asked looking confused.
“We heard the argument, but we thought you had sorted things when the shouting stopped” Mige added, avoiding Cassie’s eye, apparently not sure what to think of her and Ville sleeping together.
“Things definitely aren’t sorted. You obviously didn’t hear the end of the argument then” Bam said.
“He punched Ville.” Cassie finished “And Danni walked in just in time to hear about Ville and me. So I can only assume that he’s either gone off to chase after her, or to seek medical attention for his lip” They laughed a little as she finished speaking before each of them in turn tried to call Ville, none of them getting an answer.

Finally, after calling him for over an hour, with not long left until the show, and no time left to do the sound check Ville answered a call from Gas. He told them he would be there in time for the show, and he would be ready to go when he got there. He also said that nothing had changed in the plans for after the show. Not unless Cassie and Bam changed their minds about going along on the tour. Neither had. Cassie wanted to see her brother, and just because Bam was pissed at Ville didn’t mean he had a problem with any of the other guys.

Together, Cassie, Bam, Linde, Mige, Burton and Gas waited for Ville to arrive. They all knew him well enough to be fairly certain that he would arrive as late as possible and that if he wasn’t with Danni he would probably be wasted. No-one was in the mood to mess around waiting on him and delaying the start of the show. And Cassie wasn’t in any mood to see him just yet. The long flight to the UK would be about all of Ville that she could take if he was still going to be a prick with her. Bam on the other hand had satisfied his anger when he punched Ville so unless he did anything else to piss him off Bam was ready to try and patch things up. He and Cassie had even decided that they were going to be super nice to Danni. Neither wanted to give her a reason to end their long friendships with Ville and both figured they could just about deal with her for the two months they would be on tour.

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While every one waited impatiently on Ville, he sat at home, on the sofa in his apartment, a half smoked cigarette hanging from his lips. Until a few minutes ago he had been pacing the floor waiting for Danni. Now she sat before him, in a large cushioned arm chair waiting for him to explain himself. He had tried several times now to find the words he wanted to say but he wasn’t even sure what they were. He thought that he wanted to beg for forgiveness but underlying this thought was a tiny voice buried in the back of his mind screaming “This is your chance. End it now.”

He was ignoring the voice, putting it down to nerves, or to cowardice or to anything but the small rational part of his brain trying to make him see sense. He ignored it because in the time he and Danni had spent alone the week before she had been the same girl he fell for at first. She hadn’t been the shallow, bitchy Danni that she had become recently. She had seemed fragile to him. Like what Cassie had said to her had hurt her deeply. Little did he know that the tears and hurt had all been put on for his benefit. Danni knew as well as Cassie and Bam did that she had deserved to have a drink thrown in her face. But Ville believed every word she said. Silly, trusting Ville. He was always trying to see the best in people. But with Danni what he thought was the best was really an elaborate façade all to keep him with her.

Finally Ville found his tongue, and banished the little voice screaming desperately inside his head.
“I’m sorry Sweetheart” He said looking up and into her still tear stained eyes “What I did was horrible and inexcusable. But please I beg you, you have to forgive me. It was a mistake; it happened right after you slapped me. I thought we were over when I did it.” He said, pleadingly. He didn’t know then but he could have just said sorry and Danni would have found a way to make it convincing that she was hurt but was willing to give things another try.
“It’s alright Ville. Everyone makes mistakes. I’ll find a way to forgive you because I love you.” She said. He grinned widely and threw his arms around her
“Thank you Danni. You want regret this, I promise you.” He said kissing her lightly on the lips. He felt relieved. He didn’t want to fail her and now he had managed to banish the little voice he thought it would be much easier to move forward with this relationship. However now he realised that he had been unreasonable with Cassie. Some of the things he had said to her had been appalling, no wonder Bam smacked him. He would really have to make it up to Cassie. He would talk to her when he next saw her and apologise. Hopefully she could find it in her heart to forgive him. He wasn’t so worried about his friendship with Bam. He knew Bam had acted in defence of Cassie and that they would be able to sort things out over a few beers and an apology.

Just then Ville’s thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He had completely forgotten that he was supposed to be at a sound check as he sat in his apartment with Danni. He answered the call and insured Gas that he would be there in time and that everything was to still go forward as was planned. He hurriedly dressed in something suitable from the clothes that he had left in his wardrobe as Danni fixed her hair and make up. She had apparently left her suitcase at home and would have to go get it. The couple called a cab once they were ready, Ville dropping Danni of at her apartment as she said she wanted to make sure she had everything but would definately be at the club before the band went on stage. Ville continued on to the venue, arriving much to the surprise of everyone else with almost half an hour to spare.

Danni on the other hand found an unexpected visitor when she arrived inside her home. Marco was sitting in her living room. She had texted him to tell him she was going on tour with Ville that morning. He was the last person she had expected to see but with him now in such close proximity smiling at her she was finding it very hard to resist the urge she was feeling to be with him again, despite her promise to herself that it was over until she was safely Mrs. Ville Valo. Marco rose from his seat and came towards her. He caught her up in his arms and kissed her passionately.
“I know you told me to leave you alone for a while but I just had to have you one last time before you left.” He growled into her ear already removing her clothes. Danni decided not to even try to fight her lust as she and Marco quickly stripped each other falling down onto the sofa.
“We have to be quick darling” She said as she felt him push inside her, all thought of Ville waiting for her gone from her head.

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Chapter 13

Danni continued to run down the street. She had no idea where she was running to; all she cared was that it was away from the perusing calls of Ville. She didn’t have a lot of chance in actually out running him, her being in heels in him being faster than her anyway, but she figured she might be able to loose him in a crowd. She dodged a group of girls and rounded a corner. She couldn’t hear Ville calling her anymore. Whether he had stopped pursuing her or just given up calling she couldn’t say but it seemed like a good omen to her. She slowed her run to a walk and ducked into a café beside her.

Danni took a seat at the closest empty table and placed her head in her hands, her long blond hair falling over her face hiding her tears. She thought how stupid she must have been when she decided to marry Ville. She knew he was in love with Cassie. He always had been and he always would be and there was absolutely nothing she could say or do to change that. But she’d known that a long time, almost as long as they had been together. And she wasn’t exactly innocent herself. Perhaps the reason she was actually upset about it is that it was Cassie. She wondered to herself if she would’ve minded even slightly if it was with some random bar skank.

Of course, part of her storming out had been for show. She had to keep up appearances that she would be heart broken to hear that the man she ‘loved’ had slept with some one else, especially when the someone else was the person she hated most in the world (although Bam did run a close second). Truth be told, she was more upset by the fact that she had decided to call things of with Marco for a while, until the dust settled around the engagement. She pulled her mobile phone from the large bag she had dropped at her side and looked at the screen. She had several missed calls, voice messages and a text from Ville. She read the message. He was begging her to go and see him. Or to at least call him. She smiled to herself, hurt, but satisfied that she could still have her perfect life.

She looked at thee screen for several minutes, contemplating. If she called him it might be easier to talk, but if she saw him then she could work the guilt angle. The most important thing to her right now was to make sure the wedding went ahead. She was not prepared to give up the life she had longed for since she was young because some silly little girl managed to get her fiancé into bed. She stood from her table and ordered a coffee to go, realising that in the half hour she had been sitting in the café she hadn’t ordered anything. She took her coffee and left the shop. She sent a message to Ville asking him where he wished to meet her.

*****

Meanwhile, back at the club Bam and Cassie stood dumbstruck as they watched Ville run out of the door, screaming after Danni. Bam was rubbing his knuckles where they had connected with Ville’s face. He did feel slightly guilty about hitting his best friend but he had seen red when he heard the way Ville was tearing into Cassie. Over the last week or so he had grown very protective of her. He didn’t want to see her hurt by Ville any more than she already was.

As the stood at the door for what seemed like an age the rest of the band appeared from the hall where the stage was.
“What the hell happened? Where’s Ville?” Burton asked looking confused.
“We heard the argument, but we thought you had sorted things when the shouting stopped” Mige added, avoiding Cassie’s eye, apparently not sure what to think of her and Ville sleeping together.
“Things definitely aren’t sorted. You obviously didn’t hear the end of the argument then” Bam said.
“He punched Ville.” Cassie finished “And Danni walked in just in time to hear about Ville and me. So I can only assume that he’s either gone off to chase after her, or to seek medical attention for his lip” They laughed a little as she finished speaking before each of them in turn tried to call Ville, none of them getting an answer.

Finally, after calling him for over an hour, with not long left until the show, and no time left to do the sound check Ville answered a call from Gas. He told them he would be there in time for the show, and he would be ready to go when he got there. He also said that nothing had changed in the plans for after the show. Not unless Cassie and Bam changed their minds about going along on the tour. Neither had. Cassie wanted to see her brother, and just because Bam was pissed at Ville didn’t mean he had a problem with any of the other guys.

Together, Cassie, Bam, Linde, Mige, Burton and Gas waited for Ville to arrive. They all knew him well enough to be fairly certain that he would arrive as late as possible and that if he wasn’t with Danni he would probably be wasted. No-one was in the mood to mess around waiting on him and delaying the start of the show. And Cassie wasn’t in any mood to see him just yet. The long flight to the UK would be about all of Ville that she could take if he was still going to be a prick with her. Bam on the other hand had satisfied his anger when he punched Ville so unless he did anything else to piss him off Bam was ready to try and patch things up. He and Cassie had even decided that they were going to be super nice to Danni. Neither wanted to give her a reason to end their long friendships with Ville and both figured they could just about deal with her for the two months they would be on tour.

*****

While every one waited impatiently on Ville, he sat at home, on the sofa in his apartment, a half smoked cigarette hanging from his lips. Until a few minutes ago he had been pacing the floor waiting for Danni. Now she sat before him, in a large cushioned arm chair waiting for him to explain himself. He had tried several times now to find the words he wanted to say but he wasn’t even sure what they were. He thought that he wanted to beg for forgiveness but underlying this thought was a tiny voice buried in the back of his mind screaming “This is your chance. End it now.”

He was ignoring the voice, putting it down to nerves, or to cowardice or to anything but the small rational part of his brain trying to make him see sense. He ignored it because in the time he and Danni had spent alone the week before she had been the same girl he fell for at first. She hadn’t been the shallow, bitchy Danni that she had become recently. She had seemed fragile to him. Like what Cassie had said to her had hurt her deeply. Little did he know that the tears and hurt had all been put on for his benefit. Danni knew as well as Cassie and Bam did that she had deserved to have a drink thrown in her face. But Ville believed every word she said. Silly, trusting Ville. He was always trying to see the best in people. But with Danni what he thought was the best was really an elaborate façade all to keep him with her.

Finally Ville found his tongue, and banished the little voice screaming desperately inside his head.
“I’m sorry Sweetheart” He said looking up and into her still tear stained eyes “What I did was horrible and inexcusable. But please I beg you, you have to forgive me. It was a mistake; it happened right after you slapped me. I thought we were over when I did it.” He said, pleadingly. He didn’t know then but he could have just said sorry and Danni would have found a way to make it convincing that she was hurt but was willing to give things another try.
“It’s alright Ville. Everyone makes mistakes. I’ll find a way to forgive you because I love you.” She said. He grinned widely and threw his arms around her
“Thank you Danni. You want regret this, I promise you.” He said kissing her lightly on the lips. He felt relieved. He didn’t want to fail her and now he had managed to banish the little voice he thought it would be much easier to move forward with this relationship. However now he realised that he had been unreasonable with Cassie. Some of the things he had said to her had been appalling, no wonder Bam smacked him. He would really have to make it up to Cassie. He would talk to her when he next saw her and apologise. Hopefully she could find it in her heart to forgive him. He wasn’t so worried about his friendship with Bam. He knew Bam had acted in defence of Cassie and that they would be able to sort things out over a few beers and an apology.

Just then Ville’s thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He had completely forgotten that he was supposed to be at a sound check as he sat in his apartment with Danni. He answered the call and insured Gas that he would be there in time and that everything was to still go forward as was planned. He hurriedly dressed in something suitable from the clothes that he had left in his wardrobe as Danni fixed her hair and make up. She had apparently left her suitcase at home and would have to go get it. The couple called a cab once they were ready, Ville dropping Danni of at her apartment as she said she wanted to make sure she had everything but would definately be at the club before the band went on stage. Ville continued on to the venue, arriving much to the surprise of everyone else with almost half an hour to spare.

Danni on the other hand found an unexpected visitor when she arrived inside her home. Marco was sitting in her living room. She had texted him to tell him she was going on tour with Ville that morning. He was the last person she had expected to see but with him now in such close proximity smiling at her she was finding it very hard to resist the urge she was feeling to be with him again, despite her promise to herself that it was over until she was safely Mrs. Ville Valo. Marco rose from his seat and came towards her. He caught her up in his arms and kissed her passionately.
“I know you told me to leave you alone for a while but I just had to have you one last time before you left.” He growled into her ear already removing her clothes. Danni decided not to even try to fight her lust as she and Marco quickly stripped each other falling down onto the sofa.
“We have to be quick darling” She said as she felt him push inside her, all thought of Ville waiting for her gone from her head.