Danny, Chris, and I all gathered around a picnic table on the outside of the venue that was thankfully closed off to all fans. Which was exactly what we were looking for, we had to have a serious talk about what our specific plan was, and it needed to be extremely clear.
“So what exactly are you thinking? I asked Danny and Chris.
“I’m thinking we have to go back on my plan, as nice as it sounded at first I think we now realize we need to find and get Bella back as fast as possible.” Chris stated.
“Let’s be honest, we all know how extremely difficult that is going to be. I think there’s at least a way to get her here though. Even if it isn’t for the permanent time. As long as we can bait her back her and have her at least see and meet with us once in a while until we can fully get her back, it should be fine.” Danny said.
“Ok, hold on. How in the hell do you expect us to get Bella to just show up and meet us? In case you forgot, even though she’s our pet she fucking hates our guts.” I said to him.
“It’s easy.” Danny said with a smug look on his face.
I looked over and saw that Chris’ face was looking as perplexed as I was feeling. Danny had lost both of us.
“Explain.” Chris demanded.
“All we have to do is let her be in control.” Danny finished his thought.
“No! Why in the hell would we let her be in control? What does that even mean for hell’s sake? Have you lost your damn mind?” Chris interrogated him.
“Holy shit, calm it down Motionless.” I chuckled.
“What the fuck? Now we’re suddenly all alright with giving her power over us?” He asked, obviously dumbfounded.
“No!” Danny said louder, but with laughter in his voice.
“Oh.” Chris said, taking a deep breath and sitting back a bit.
Danny and I both let out a small chuckle.
“What we do is give her a false sense of power, let her think that she actually is the one in charge if she does indeed come. We let her make small little decisions, small enough to seem like we’re letting her in the driver’s seat. Which obviously we aren’t because we fully know that at the end this will all work in our power.” Danny explained.
“Again, it sounds great, but in all honesty do you think she’ll actually willingly walk right back to us?” I asked.
“Absolutely. She might not want to yet, but inside as we’ve all seen we know that there is just the slightest urge in her to be with us. Chance will fight her tooth and nail, but as we’ve seen she’s smart and knows how to sneak out.” Danny said.
“You really honestly think that she would come?” Chris asked sincerely.
“If we let her believe she has the ball, then absolutely. She’s been looking for power over us since day one, so we fake giving her what she wants.” Danny said.
“I mean, there’s only one way to figure it out…….” I hinted.
“Right now?” Chris exclaimed.
“It’ll be fine.” Danny told him, pulling out his phone and starting to dial the last known number we had for Bella/Chance.
“Here goes nothing.” I sighed.
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Bella’s POV
The ringing of Chance’s phone woke me from my daze, and since he was beyond knocked out and in an extremely deep sleep I went ahead and answered it.
“Hello, this is Bella.” I answered, in a surprisingly perky tone of voice.
“Well, you’re just who I wanted to talk to.” Chuckled a dark, deep voice, one from the nightmare of my past.
“Good…” I started to say goodbye but I was quickly cut off.
“Before you hang up, just at least listen. You might actually give a shit about this.” Danny quickly interfered.
“Why the fuck should I listen to you?” I asked, but I hated to admit he did have my curiosity.
“That’s true, you could hang up any second, but it’s your choice.” Danny told me.
“Okay asshole, I’ll listen but only because I’m not curious, don’t fucking think for one damn second I’m talking to you because I have to or want to.” I growled.
I slowly got up from the chair, and made a tiptoe dash all the way across the room and quietly snuck out the door. Chance did not need to wake up to that.
“Thank you.” Danny cooed.
“Don’t make me rethink this.” I hissed, hating his attitude.
“Ok, ok, ok. I’ll even get to the point for you. We want to just talk to you, we promise just talking. No funny buisness and you can even leave after.” Danny told me.
I stopped for a minute in pure shock.
Was he crazy, or was I going crazy and imagining it?
“I don’t find this funny at all.” I snapped.
“Well love, I don’t either because it’s not a joke. I’m serious.” He said in that one tone of voice I knew wasn’t a lie.
But still….this was fucking crazy.
“Listen, I’m out. I’ve spent almost a year now trying to get out of hell and I finally fucking got out. You’re batshit crazy if you think I’m walking into that trap.” I hissed.
“I can’t make you.” Danny said, sounding pained.
“I’ll see you in hell.” I calmly stated and hung up the phone.
Not wanting Chance to wake up and see me gone I snuck back into the room as quiet as a mouse.
To my luck he was still passed out and fast asleep.
I snuck his phone back under his pillow, and went to the kitchen where I made myself a mandatory cup of black coffee.
As I stood in the kitchen I kept thinking about what I was just told, even though I was screaming at my brain to forget everything he said.
Going back was beyond stupid, even to just visit a concert with them saying I was free to leave, it was simply a suicide mission.
It wouldn’t leave my head though…...I was far too intrigued by the aspect of the ordeal that I may actually have the opportunity to catch them by surprise and be able to have the upper hand.
I looked back across the room and saw the biggest issue if I did want to go to just quickly see and sneak back out of an event, Chance.
There was no way he was letting me out of his sight, let alone let me go back to the people we’ve finally escaped from.
I don’t know….maybe that’s the dose of common sense that I needed, to shake me and realize what a horrible idea it truly was.
I wasn’t going to make my mind up today, let alone even in the next week. I would seriously think this through and think about what I was really doing, and why I felt I should and shouldn’t do it.
“Fuck you Danny Worsnop.” I whispered angrily.
Once again he comes in and ruins my sound plans to live a normal, happy, non-enslaved life.
Suddenly my attention was transferred over to Chance who I now realized was fully awake and looking at me.
“Good morning.” He cheered.
Internally I rolled my eyes, “good” wasn’t exactly how I would describe this morning.
“Morning.” I replied back, accidently a bit coldly.
“Are you ok Bells?” Chance questioned me.
I answered him as honestly as I ever have before.
“No.”

Notes

Here you guys go!

It's been one hell of a month for me, and I'm just super excited to finally be able to get it up for all of you.

When I couldn't work directly on this chapter I found myself writing some fun little extra scenes from this series that I'm thinking of possibly putting into a whole separate book.

Thank you again for all of your patience, and thank you to all who have read and will continue reading my books!!!!

Have a wonderful night and enjoy!!!