𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣𝕤 ┉✧ L.T.

/ chapter fifteen /

Linkin Park – One More Light

Two Feet – Lost the Game

VOILA - Figure You Out

Kadebostany - Baby I'm Okay

"Sorry! Did I wake you up?"

Elisabeth entered our shared room in a red Hard Rock Paris T-shirt and a short black skirt, with her hair in a long, sleek ponytail that seemed almost intact, even if it had been up since before the concert. She smiled back at me upon noticing I was awake, letting her bulky handbag fall on the floor with a thud.

"It's fine, I wasn't sleeping," I said. My voice was shaking; I realized just then how terrified I sounded. A whole hour had gone by since we heard a single gunshot from outside, but Louis was still nowhere to be found. It had started raining lightly, but I could see the thunders in the distance, from the windows; giving away that a storm was coming.

Louis' phone was shut off, obviously. And, after security searched the whole parking lot and the little forest, each minute was making the panic build up higher and higher inside me. They had only found a bullet close to the forest; not a single trace of Louis, and nothing extraordinary in the security cameras footage. Maybe whoever was out there, knew exactly where the security cameras were; maybe they had been watching us from hours earlier.

"Sorry, I was with Chris."

"It's fine," I mumbled, and stood up. My hair was dripping wet from the shower I had taken more than fifteen minutes ago. Fifteen minutes I had spent sitting on my bed, staring at the void, the same questions constantly spinning around my head.

"Yes," Elisabeth replied; a dreamy look was stuck on her face, "where have you been?" she asked quietly, sitting on my bed. "I had to drive the damn beast by myself! Luckily, Chris helped me," she giggled. For a second, I felt jealous of her. How she was in love with Chris and he was probably in love with her, how they just lived their lives, happy and lost in their own little world.

Does she even realize what is going on outside their world, though?

"I never agreed with having a car like that with us on tour. Damn. You all should have heard me!"

"I hope you didn't scratch it while parking this time, Beth," I let out a weak chuckle in an attempt to calm down; it didn't work, though. I knew what Elisabeth was doing – changing the subject to something entirely irrelevant had always been her method of distracting me. And sometimes, it worked.

However, as I stood in the mid – darkness, I could still feel the weigh plummeting on my chest, as every second was dragging any hope away from me. I could still hear my heart pulsating in my ears, so loud, like I would have a fucking heart attack. It felt pretty sickening; knowing that Louis could be anywhere, or even worse...

"It only happened once, and it's been so long since then," Elisabeth rolled her eyes.

And I nodded – at least I appreciated her effort, even if it had failed.

"Did Louis come back?"

He obviously hasn't come back, Elisabeth. For God's sake.

"He didn't, right?"

"What do you think?" I raised my eyebrows.

"I can't stop thinking about all that, damn it," she breathed out.

"Don't start again with the conspiracy theories."

She nervously gazed around the room, then outside before her eyes landed on me. "Come on now, Rose. All these are obviously connected somehow."