Love Amongst Destruction

“I can drive if you want me to.” I suggested, the car pulled over in an abandoned shoulder.

“You sure?” He asked.

“Yes, you can’t drive forever and at this point I’m not so sure I want to be stopping anywhere.” I admitted.

“Okay, sounds good.” Chance agreed.

We both got out of the car and switched spots.

I put the GPS on the dashboard so that only I could view it, and once Chance was buckled in I started the car back up and headed out onto the highway.

The ever so quiet radio continued on, and before I knew it Chance was passed out.

“Night.” I mumbled softly over to him.

The slight smirk on his face, told me he wasn’t as out as I first expected.

An hour passed since I’d taken over and I had just turned on to an all new highway, luckily it wasn’t very busy at all. Positive that Chance was asleep, I leaned over and hit the button for the radio.

“You’re fucking mine!” Chris belted the lyrical line.

I’ve never jumped that fast in all of my life, especially in the car.

As I fumbled with my fingers to press the radio so that it went quiet, Chance woke up and looked a bit worried.

“What’s wrong?” He cooed, rubbing my back as I finally managed to turn the radio off, and relax a bit.

“Angel Eyes.” I panted out.

Chance let out a slight chuckle, “May I guess which line?” He asked.

I turned my head to him and rolled my eyes, still a bit of a smartass. But I actually loved this smart ass.

“Go back to sleep.” I whispered.

He leaned back against the seat, kept his eyes open and intently on me.

I focused my attention back to the road, and found ourselves crossing our second state line, I didn’t want to actually know which state we were in. I just wanted to get to our final destination and so far the GPS was doing a great job.

“You’re not his anymore Bella, you’re no one’s.” Chance said.

“I know, it’s just that it might take a long time to really believe it.” I responded, keeping my eyes on the road.

“I understand princess.” Chance softly told me.

“You’re going to have to help me get my shit together.” I stated.

“I know, I’ve kind of been planning on it.” He chuckled again.

We passed some big music venue and I suddenly couldn’t help but think of something.

“What do you think the guys are doing right now?” I wondered.

“I have no idea, but I’m guessing they’re pretty pissed off.” Chance speculated.

“Yeah, that’s probably an understatement.” I murmured.

As I once again exited the little town and made my way onto a brand new highway, my interest for their activities peaked.

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DJ Black’s POV -

“So tell me again what happened before you even left your bus.” Chris demanded for about the umpteenth time tonight.

It was obvious that he was still kind of in disbelief about the entire situation.

“She was handcuffed to the bunk, and seemingly passed out from some drug. There was no sign of her ability to move let alone run away.” Danny explained again.

“Well we know she’s with Chance.” I stated, pointing out the one solid fact that we knew,

“Yeah, but he’s smart though. He’s going to make sure that they stay incredibly well hidden.” Kuza huffed.

“Fuck!” Chris screamed, punching his fist through the mirror.

The glass shattered, and he pulled back his bloody fist to his chest.

That shut everyone up real fast.

“We obviously know we need someone to go and look for her and Chance. Is anyone willing to do that, that isn’t on main stage?” Craig asked.

“We can.” Michael offered.

“Is that good with you?” Craig asked me.

“Yeah, we can go.” I replied.

“Good, we should have at least another band or two then.” Danny stated.

“We’ll go.” Zack Merrick said, with Jack, Alex, and Rian agreeing.

“And we can make it as well.” Bret from The Relapse Symphony announced.

“Okay good. I’ll talk to Kevin about it tomorrow morning, and we’ll try to get everyone out by tomorrow night and looking for her.” Chris huffed.

Silence lingered in the air for a few seconds, and then slowly but surely everyone started to move out of the room.

I was the last one out, and just as I was about to take a step out Chris called out to me.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“You have to get her back, and as fast as possible. I don’t care what you have to do to her, just get her back here and as long as she’s alive that’s all I care about.” He growled, hissing as he plucked the glass from his now bleeding hand.

“I will don’t worry.” I responded.

“Good, very good.” Chris mumbled.

I then left, leaving him to his own devices and entered our own tour bus.

“Hey.” Michael greeted me, as I shut and locked the door behind me.

“Hey, we should start coming up with a plan.” I chuckled, knowing this would be difficult.

“All I could tell you now is that we won’t find them on the West Coast or the East. It’s simply too close to too many other bands. I’d say our best bet is either in the south or Midwest.” Michael explained.

“I agree completely.” I said.

We both sat down and got out a beer as our tour bus started to pull away into the dark of the night.

“How did Chris seem?” Michael asked.

“Pissed, and obviously high strung. I can’t blame him though, because if she does decided to tell someone, she’s coming after him first, and Danny right after.” I explained.

“She won’t do that, she’s not completely stupid.” Michael told me.

“You think so?” I wondered.

“I know so.” Michael stated.

"She'll panic when we get close, and she'll come running back to us." Michael continued.

"Now why would she do that?" I asked, curious with his train of thought.

"She doesn't realize how much she needs us yet. Bella will though, and soon enough. Then she'll beg us to let her come back."

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