it was grammys night, the band had gotten invited, nominated for ‘best rock album of the year’. it was a tough competition, but not only were you guys nominated for that— you were nominated for ‘best female rock vocals’.

the guys dressed up in customized suits, wearing their new masks. you dressed in a dark gothic gown, along with your mask. you all rode there together in a limo, nerves eating you up. vessel held your hand, not afraid for people to know about the two of you, and kept close to you, knowing you were nervous.

eventually the ceremony started, and though you guys didn’t win rock album of the year— you won best female rock vocals. when they called out your name, you were completely shocked. vessel helped you stand as you made your way to the stage— accepting the reward. right as you took hold of the award, someone shouted “courtney should’ve won!”, and then everyone began booing.

you didn’t know what to do, as you didn’t even think you’d win in the first place, much less be boo’d on stage. you just bowed and showed appreciation before walking back off stage with your grammy. instead of returning to your seat beside vessel and the guys, you opted for the side exit.

vessel didn’t understand at first what had been said, but when ii informed him, he frowned immediately, watching as you walked off stage and didn’t return. he got up, passing through other people as he went to follow you, finding you in an empty hallway. “oh darling..” he said quietly as he came up to you.