Do you still love me? I am dying to know....

*an hour after the show ends*

Savannah and her friends were leaving in about an hour, so I decided now would be a good time to talk to her.

I told Vic that I was going to go talk to her a bit, and he knew why. He agreed and kissed me quickly for luck. I went to the bus and texted Savannah.

To; Savvy :)
'Hey, can you meet me in the PTV bus in ten? We need to talk'

I got a reply almost instantly.

From; Savvy :)
'Sure, or actually can I come now? Rian is hitting on me and it's kind of cute but also a bit annoying lol i think he's just a teeny bit drunk haha'

To; Savvy :)
'Of course, and if he's drunk you should prolly get away from him before he gets all kissy and stuff'

I was a little worried now that she said Rian had been drinking, because he's a really horny drunk and I didn't want him doing anything like that to her. She was like my little sister and could never forgive myself if anything happened to her. She didn't text back, but shortly after I sent that last text, I heard three soft knocks on the door. I walked over and opened it, with a concerned smile on my face.

"He didn't try anything, did he?" I asked worriedly.

"Nah, I told him you needed me and he pouted a bit, but he let me go anyways," she replied. I sighed in relief that Rian hadn't tried to kiss her, or worse.

"You know what I'm going to ask next, so skip the question, and please, if you will, tell me how you got those," I said, motioning towards the two visible bruises.

She looked down, and I scooted closer to her, and wrapped my arms around her. "Please tell me Savannah, who's doing this?" I asked her softly. She looked up at me and I saw a few threatening to spill from her eyes.

"It's a long story, Jaime..." she said quietly, as one of the tears managed to escape. I wiped it away and looked her in the eyes and said, "I have time. If you want, you and your two friends can stay here the bus tonight with us in the spare bunks. Just, please, tell me who hurt you."

"It's my dad. My mom died in a car crash when I was twelve, and my dad blames it on me, because she was coming to pick me up from a party that I wasn't supposed to be at. He has been beating me ever since, and I don't fight back. It was my fault. If I had never snuck out to go to the party, she'd have never been on the road and she'd have never been hit by that drunk driver in the first place. I deserve it, that's why I hurt myself too. I don't deserve to be happy, and I don't deserve to die, because that would be a reward. I can only take the beatings I get at home and the bullying I get at school. I cant fight back, I killed my mom." She was bawling by now, and I pulled her into a tight hug.

"Savannah, listen to me. You didn't kill your mother, the dunk guy did. You couldn't have done anything, sweetheart. It isn't your fault. You don't deserve any of these cuts, or any of the bruises your father gives you, I promise," I said, stroking her hair as she cried into my chest. I felt the anger for her father boiling up inside me. This had been going on for four years, and that was enough. How dare he blame her for something that she didn't have anything to do with!

"Bri and Ana are the only other ones who know that he does this to me," she said quietly, her tears slowing down. "I want him to stop, I want to stop, but I can't make him and I have two years until I can move out. Ana and Bri's parents think that I'm a suicidal freak. They aren't supposed to hang out with me, but they do it anyways," she continued, as she pulled away from my embrace and looked at the floor. Suddenly, I had an idea.

"Hey Savannah, may I ask you something?" I asked. "You just did," she giggled, half-smiling. "But sure, go ahead."

"What if Vic and I adopted you? You could go on tour with us, and I know he and I aren't married yet, but-" I stopped because I noticed she was crying again. Oh my God I hope I didn't mess up. "Savannah?" I asked timidly. "Did say something wrong?"

"No, just, I don't know about leaving Bri and Ana..." she said softly, drying her own tears.

"They can finish this tour with us! Will you please? It would mean a lot, because you are like my little sister, and can't leave you here where I know you'll get hurt more," I suggested, looking her with hopeful eyes.
"I don't want to be a burden, though. I don't know Hime," she said sadly.
"Pleaaaaaaase??" I begged, giving her my best puppy dog eyes.
"Okay, okay...I will stay with you guys. But only cuz Vic over there looks like he'd cry if I said no," she joked, pointing behind me. I turned around and saw Vic grinning from the kitchen. I hadn't even noticed that he'd come in.

"YAY! FAMILY HUG! C'MON GUYS!" he shouted, and the rest of the guys, along with Bri and Ana, of course, ran onto the bus cheering, and engulfed Savannah and I in a hug. We were all laughing when we pulled apart.

"We gotta celebrate! Let's party!" Mike suggested. "Okay, but no more than one drink for any of the girls," I said. "Aww, c'mon,"Savannah whined. "You aren't my dad yet!"

"Fair point, but I still don't want you shitfaced in the morning! We have to go get your stuff from home after your dad leaves for work, remember?" I pointed out. "Okay, fine, I'll stay sober," Savannah pouted. I hadn't even noticed that Tony, Ana, and Bri had disappeared but when they came back, they were all holding giant water guns, and wearing huge, goofy grins. "Oh shit! Evacuate!" Vic yelled.

I grabbed Savannah's arm, cautious of the cuts and bruises, and we ran outside with the rest of the guys. I saw Vic whisper something to Savannah, then Savannah to Mike, and then they all took off, leaving me to fend for myself. I ran and hid behind one of the trash cans set up between the buses.

"A-HA!" I heard someone yell behind me, and turned just in time to get hit in the stomach with a stream of cold water. I looked up, and saw a triumphantly smiling Tony and smirked. I had a plan.

I stood up,ever so slowly, and Tony's eyes widened. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed, trying to run away. I chased him, laughing, and tackled him in front of the ATL bus. I started to tickle him furiously, because if I knew anything about Tony, it was that he was one ticklish turtle. "Oh God, Jaime! Stop it! STAHHHHHP!" he screamed, gasping for air. "Vic! Mike! Someone! Help!" he laughed, struggling to get away.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of ice-cold water being poured over my head, and I was tackled from the side by Vic, who pinned me down, screaming, "Now!"

I was confused for a second, then it hit me. Literally. Vic rolled off of me, and I was immediately pelted with about a dozen water balloons. "Unfair!!!" I shouted, jumping up. They all laughed hysterically and I took that as a chance to get away. I bolted for the empty ice chest and scooped out handfuls of ice and chunked them at the still-laughing circle of dorks behind me. Vic, then Mike, then Alex and Jack realized what I was doing, and started after me with more water balloons in their hands.

I was looking back at them and laughing, when I saw Vic's grin disappear, and heard him yell, "Jaime, look out!"

I turned around and looked up just in time to see a large chunk of rock, falling from a cliff, and headed straight for me. I moved to the left just in time, but my leg was crushed under it, and that's when I realized I was in the middle of a road. I screamed out in pain, as I tried to move my leg.

Well, this situation couldn't get much worse, right? Wrong. I suddenly remembered; Vic had been right behind me! I looked back and saw only his leg. Oh my God!



























Thankfully, however, I turned the other way, and saw the rest of him beside me, alive and well, though thoroughly scared out of his wits. Phew, that was close.

Notes

On scale of 1-10, how much did the ending scare you? 3:)
haha I'm so mean sometimes xD
But woah, long chapter! Jaime and Vic are adopting Savannah? What do ya think about that?! I'd love to hear from you guys! and again, for all the views and the 10-star rating!!

Love you guys!
~Shayde~