Gone For Good (Book 3)

Chapter 21

Dalton's POV

  "Are you sure this is a good idea?" Tori asked as we were packing for the tour. "They're my parents. This is their last chance, okay? I promise." I said. Tori sighed and sat next to me. "I don't want you to get hurt. They've done a lot to you already." she said. "It'll be ok." I said before giving her a kiss on the forehead.

   Tori spent another 10 minutes before we left to my house so I could pack. The car ride with Mitch and Travis was awkward. I could tell Mitch blamed himself and, honestly, I felt bad. I mean, yes, he's put me through a lot, but he's still my dad. Without him, I wouldn't be here.

   We pulled up to the airport after all the packing was done. I'll be honest, the only reason I agreed to go was so I could be with my loved ones for one more time. One more show. I have to last till then.

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  The plane was so bad. Me and Tori sat next to each other. Mitch and Travis sat behind us. The bad part was getting off the plane.

  Once we walked out into the airport, tons of screaming fans were there. I felt pulling and grabbing. It was VERY uncomfortable.

  I was relieved to see the van waiting outside. I made sure Tori was inside before me and once I was in, I closed the door.

  I felt stressed on the way to the tour bus. There was a show tonight. My last show. I was determined to spend it with my family. I wanted to see them all before leaving. Its only fair.

   When the bus came into sight, I sighed. "Lets do this." I said before pulling on the door handle and getting out, helping Tori when she got out. "Dalton!" someone yelled. I looked over in time to see Kacey. She tackled me to the ground. She hugged me tight. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close. "I missed you." she whispered. She gave me a kiss on the cheek before getting up. I stood up and looked around. Everyone. Avi, Scott, Kevin, Kirstie, Jeremy, Esther...Luke.

  As much as I say I hate him, I'm gonna miss him. These were the people who tried. For me. As much as I hate to leave them, its what's best. I've put every single one of them through shit. I don't deserve them.

   I was going to miss them all. They mean the world to me. Who would I be if not for them? I'd be nothing. Whatever they did to help, they did it right. All of them would probably break down, but I'd be the one going through hell without them.

   I smiled at everyone. "Let them settle in. They have a lot of unpacking to do before the show." Travis said.

   Me and Tori walked inside the tour bus and over to the bunks. I led her to my bunk. "Go unpack. I have to talk to Scott." I said. She kissed me and I walked out to the others.

   "Scott, can I talk to you?" I said aloud. "Sure." he said before getting up and following me.

   "What's up?" Scott said. "I'm going away." I said. "Away? You just got here." he said. "That's not what I meant." I said. He looked at me for a while. "You can't do this. Not to Mitch. Not to Travis. Especially not to Tori." he said. "I know, but I can't do this to them. If I stay, it'll make everything worse." I said. "Why are you telling me this?" he questioned. "I need you to be there. For everyone. If one them breaks down, I need you to be there for them. Please?" I said.

   Scott walked back to the others and stood in my spot for a moment. I waited to hear Scott tell everyone. It never happened. I looked down and checked the time. 10 minutes till we leave.

   I walked back inside and saw Tori. I smiled at her. "Get ready. We leave in ten." I said. She grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom.

   I quickly pulled opened the drawer and grabbed the gun they kept in there just in case. I put it in my pants and made sure my shirts covered it.

   Scott came in a few minutes later. "Ready?" he asked. I nodded. I walked out of the bus with Tori. We all piled into the van and drove off to the place they were performing.

3rd Person

  Once they arrived, everyone quickly went into the theater. Tonight may be Dalton's last night, but he sure as hell would enjoy his family for as long as he could.

   As soon as it was dark, the concert started. Dalton knew he had to be alone for this. He told Tori he was going to the bathroom. He hugged her goodbye. Her goodbye was different from his.

   Before he walked out the door, he listened. He heard Mitch's voice one last time. He heard the laughing one last time. He pushed open the door and went out into the night air.

   Dalton walked into an alley before settling for a spot in the middle close to the end. If he pulled that trigger, someone would hear it. Someone inside. They wouldn't be quick enough.

   Dalton pulled the gun out of his pants. He took out the bottom. Ammo. He looked up and smiled. I'm going home finally, he thought. He put the gun to his head and closed his eyes. "This is it." he mumbled. His finger pushed down on the trigger and it was all over.

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  Mitch and Travis walkes over to the grave. Travis held Mitch close as they approached the grave that read Dalton's name. Travis let go of Mitch for a minute to set the flowers down. He looked up before looking down. "Happy birthday, bud." he said. Mitch grabbed Travis's hand. "He'd be 16 today, Trav. My baby grew up too fast." Mitch said as tears streamed his cheeks.

   They say growing up was the worst. None of them realized it before Dalton did. He went through the most. He finally learned. Growing up sucks enough to not be a part of it.