One week later, Friday night, 10:04 P.M….

The doors were locked and so were the windows. Everyone was out at the concert and should be getting back any minute. My collar was chained to a link in the spare bunk they had. It was the first time I had been in this little spare nook since I had gotten here.

It wasn’t too bad, actually. Kind of cozy, nice and dark, and pretty secluded. I could sleep forever here. Although I couldn’t move much without the short leash being pulled on, I didn’t mind because mostly I say down on my back and closed my eyes.

I tried to fall asleep and dream of better times. I tried to let my mind wander to a better reality. My tries failed epically. The night sky outside blended with the darkness of the entire bus. Chris had actually remembered to turn the lights off when he left. Normally, he was forgetful about this sort of stuff and Vinny would have to run back to turn them off.

Although I kind of wished I was in Ricky’s bunk with my sweatshirt and ipod, I knew that Chris would never allow it. With a little sigh, I rolled over to face the wall. At least they had given me more clothes and I wasn’t always in Ricky’s shorts, shirt, and boxers.

Not that I was complaining….

But I felt a little fresher since then. Ghost had brushed out my hair this morning. As much as I wanted to snag the brush out of his hands and yell, “I CAN DO IT MYSELF!” I had to hold back this urge.

There was voices outside and the growling halt of a bus next to ours. I saw another bus pull up just outside the bunk’s window. I’m pretty sure that was the Sleeping with Sirens bus.

The door was unlocked and I feigned sleep as twelve feet trampled onto the vehicle. Maybe if I pretended to be asleep, I wouldn’t be disturbed so much. Besides, they all had their makeup on and it made them look twice as scary as they normally do.

“The boys will be here any second.” Balz whispered. There was scurrying around as they prepared for their guests. Someone rushed towards my bunk and yanked open the curtain. Soon enough, they had unclipped my chain and were dragging me out.

Letting out a little screech, I flopped onto the floor. Chris yanked me to my feet and grasped my face in his hands.

“You will be good tonight or you will be punished. I’m not afraid to let Ryan or Vinny have at you.” He snarled. I nodded and shrank back against his touch. Vinny? Was he twice as bad as Ryan…?

As he released me, I walked to the front lounge. Everyone was settled in. Balz had his crosswords, Ryan was lounging with a Monster. Ricky gave me a little half smile and wiped sweat off his face with a towel. Vinny and Ghost were talking about the show.

I took my opportunity and sat down next to Ricky. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders as I leaned into his.

“How was the show, sir?” I asked him. He grinned.

“Awesome, as usual.” He responded. That was his common response when a show went really well. At least his guitar strings hadn’t broken, like one time during a show in California that he had told me about.

There was a knock on the door and the bus fell silent. I folded my hands in my lap as I watched Ryan go and usher in a guest.

It wasn’t the whole band like I had suspected, but it was just Kellin. His eyes scanned the room before latching onto me.

“Hey, Kellin.” Chris smiled. He shook hands with everyone in the bus as they all stood up. I was pulled to my feet by Ricky. Kellin finally approached me and shook my hand.

“So you must be Orion.” He noted. I nodded, holding my hands behind my back and lowering my head respectfully.

“Yeah, this is Orion. Although you can call her Rory.” Chris patted my back. I blinked away spots as he repeatedly hit one of the bruises I had acquired from forgetting to say ‘sir’ or ‘Master’.

“Well aren’t you beautiful.” Kellin murmured in appreciation. I blushed harder.

“Let’s sit down.” Ghost suggested. Kellin nodded and we all took our seats on the black leather couches. I snuggled in between Ricky and Ghost.

“We heard you needed a mentor.” Balz said. The SWS singer nodded to the fact.

“Yes. Well, we’ve thought about it for a while and we decided to try out this….lifestyle.” He thought through his words for a minute.

“Is it just you or the rest of the band as well?” Vinny asked.

“The rest of the band, of course. They’ve agreed to it.” Kellin nodded. I felt his gaze draw over me and then pass when Chris spoke.

“It’s certainly a different way to do things, but it’s well rewarding.” He chuckled. Ricky rubbed my back softly. I froze up as his finger brushed over that sensitive area.

“Have you had many?” Kellin asked.

“About three or four others.” Ghost shrugged, as if it was the most casual question on earth. I just patiently waited out the conversation until it turned to me.

“Well we can do a little bit of mentoring over three days or so. If you like it after that, we can let you try her out with your bus life, if you wish.” Chris suggested. Kellin nodded with a smile.

What a malicious smile.

“That sounds awesome, actually. What was your plan for the three days on here?”

“Well, we can go tomorrow, Sunday, and Monday. At the end of Monday, you can discuss and we can see if you wanted to try her out on your bus for a little while. We can rotate between you and the others through the days.” Chris suggested. Kellin mulled it over for a minute before finally speaking.

“Sounds like a plan.”

Notes

Oooohhh things are getting intense! What will happen to Rory? Will she leave the MIW band behind and be traded to SWS, or will she stay? What happens? What is she going to do about it???

Big things coming up...stay tuned and stay on the edge of your seat :)