(My P.O.V:)
I looked to Shelby and Mike. We were backstage, about to go on.
"Holy shit this is scary..." I muttered.
"I know, right?" Shelby replied.
"You guys'll be fine. I have faith in you two," Mike comforted. Shelby and I smiled.
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained! Let's do this!"
"Yea!" Shelby and I fist-bumped eachother before running onto the stage.
We started playing the first song on the set: "Kill the DJ", one of my favorites.
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(Billie's P.O.V:)
"Well, fuck."
I should've been more careful. The witch-bitch had put me and Tré in chains in her basement. She cackled as she went back upstairs.
"You two don't go anywhere!" she said teasingly. Oh how clever of her.
"Billie..."
I looked over at Tré, who looked like he was about to cry. "Oh, no, Tré! Don't cry! It'll be okay!" He shook his head.
"Nu-uh..." He started bawling. Oh great. If you think an overly hyper Tré is bad, you should see a bawling Tré--it's WAY worse. The chains reached far enough to let me hug him.
"It's gonna be okay. Don't worry!"
"I JUS' WANNA GET THE UFHHCHF!!" The last bit was incoherent through his sobs.
"Get the what?"
"THE KEYYY!!!" He pointed to a desk with a small key on it. I looked at the keyhole on the chains--they were the same size!
"Okay! Okay, I'll try to get it!" I said quickly.
"But...It's too far..." he sniffled.
I grabbed a rock that was on the ground and threw it at the desk. It wobbled.
"It's unstable... Tré! If we can knock the desk over, we can get the key!"
"Won't it fall away from us, Billie?" He gave me a confused look. I thought for a moment.
"Damn, you're right..." His eyes widened.
"I am?!?"
"Yea... We'll just have to wait it out..."
Tré started to cry again. I honestly was about to cry, myself.
"Please...hurry up."
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(Mike's P.O.V:)
I felt a pit in my stomach as we were playing the second to last song, "Oh Love". Something wasn't right. It had nothing to do with the performance--no one in the audience was in trouble and the girls were doing just fine.
Oh god, it's Billie and Tré. They must've gotten into some serious shit. I've gotta tell the girls.
Once the song finished, I ran over to Shelby. "Something's wrong. TERRIBLY wrong," I said.
"Oh, shit, what is it?" Shelby said. She sounded about as worried as I was.
"It's Billie and Tré. Something's happened, but I don't know what..."
"Hey, what's going on?" Christon had walked over, curious.
"Something's happened to Billie and Tré," Shelby said.
"Fuck. Well, Mike, what should we do? Stop the show?"
"We have one song left--'Good Riddance'. You and I don't do anything, really."
"So..."
"Fuck, no! You guys aren't gonna leave me, are you?!?" Shelby panicked.
"I won't. Christon, I think you should go find Billie and Tré." She nodded and ran off. "Shelby, we'll go after the finale. There's no way I'm gonna let you be alone at your first show."
"Thanks..." Shelby nodded, grabbed the acoustic guitar and walked back to the microphone. She started the finale as I watched Christon run outside.
"Good luck," I muttered
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A/n: it's weird to type my own name in a story XD
So what do you guys think?
Do you think I'll make it in time?
Will I get caught trying to help Billie and Tré?
Will everything EVER return to normal?
And WHERE THE HELL IS WALDO?!?
I think this is the first story that I've ever switched P.O.V's in the middle of a chapter in :o
Anyway, I hope you're enjoying this!
~SaintHarlequinn
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