in pieces

14. shouting out

To my surprise, Mike didn't push me. He only disposed of the drugs and kept even more of an eye on me. "Chester, promise me you won't do drugs on tour, okay? We can't have another incident in the bus," Mike frowned.

"It was a one time thing, I promise. Just that dose scared me," I looked up at him.

"Good," he smiled. Today we flew to Florida to start the tour. Except our flight got cancelled and we're stuck in Atlanta having to rent a bus for a 13 hour or more drive. I hoisted my things onto the luggage storage and grabbed my bus bag. Mike had already thoroughly searched my things. I don't blame him. I got into my bunk to do causal things like scroll Twitter. It was late so almost everyone was ready to sleep.

But me.

It would be a long night without Mike. I wouldn't have him to shield me from nightmares tonight. He bunked below me, but that didn't make it feel any better. I groaned and listened to the noises of the road. Below me, however, someone woke up. I heard him sneak into my bunk. There wasn't much room, but we managed to make it work. I shut the curtain and buried my face into his chest. He kissed my forehead which turned into neck kisses. Something that turned me on instantly.

I grunted, "We gotta make this quick. The guys can't hear."

He nodded and we swiftly got undressed, keeping our clothes nearby. I gently straddled him and kissed him. "Fuck... Mike... I think I want you on top tonight," I growled. We adjusted where he was on top. He stretched me carefully but quickly and inserted into me. I moaned quietly and we heard jostling. Before we could even cover ourselves, Rob opened the curtain to expose us to the band. A shriek escaped him as he shut the curtains quickly. I put my clothes back on alongside Mike and Rob opened brads curtain.

There Brad was, his manhood in his hand. Was he listening to us?!

"Brad-" I heard the anger in Rob's voice as he was taken aback. Suddenly, the events shifted from us getting caught to... this...

Brad quickly covered himself up. He looked away quickly, starting to ignore Rob. I'd never heard Rob this... disappointed. I started to feel guilty. I was the one to ruin this, wasn't I? I fucked everything up. This would have never happened if our flight wouldn't have gotten cancelled. We were just supposed to have a small layover in Atlanta. Never this.

"Chester?" I heard Mike call my name.

"Don't speak to me right now. I need time to think," I got back into my bunk and shut the curtains angrily.

I could hear arguments but I tuned it out. Our bus soon made a stop for tonight. I was the first one out, walking away from the bus in the pouring rain.

•••

To be honest, I don't know how long I was in the woods for. Hours? My clothes were soaked and I knew I'd be sick... but I didn't care. They'd seen it all... and... Brad. Could I ever face him again? Who the fuck beats their fucking meat to their bandmates fucking?! My head was spinning. I think I was lost, I don't know.

I continued to walk deeper into the woods. It wasn't a smart idea, I knew that, but I didn't really care. Unexpectedly in the dark, I fell down some kind of... canyon. My back hit the forest floor with a thud. A yelp escaped me as I realized I would probably be coyote food tonight.

•••

Hours had passed and daylight was shining in. Were the guys even searching for me? Did they even care? I opened my phone, noticing I had one measly bar of service. I called Mike, immediately being answered. "M-Mike?" I said weakly. "C-can you hear me?"

"I can hear you. Where are you?" He asked.

"I don't... know..." I breathed out. It was getting hard to focus my vision. I don't know if it's cause I hit my head or the tears.

"Okay, don't hang up. Rob and I are at the police station and they've called out some people to search. Your location can help, okay? Just stay with us," I started to cry in pain because talking was so painful right now. "Don't be scared buddy. Are you hurt?"

"Hurts..." I whimpered.

"Okay, where?" He sounded... soft... calm.

"It... hurts... everywhere," I grunted in frustration.

"Okay okay..." Mike seemed to space out a bit. "You're gonna be okay, I promise."

I looked around. I sat up and breathed out, "I'm not as hurt as I thought... I think it was just shock."

"Okay. Just relax," I could hear Dave and Joe and some others.

"Down here!" I screamed, using my phone flashlight to wave. I heard running and they stopped at the edge of the canyon.

"How'd you get down there, buddy," Dave laughed, starting to climb down along with the others. "Let's get you out of the woods, okay?"

I stood up shakily. "Okay."

"You need me to carry you? The sooner we get out the sooner you see Mike," he smiled.

Mike... he didn't sound like it on the phone call, probably not to alarm me, but I knew he was worried. "Please. I need to see him," I begged. Dave laughed as he hoisted me up onto his back.

Soon, I was out of the woods and had towels and blankets and heating pads wrapped around me. Mike came quickly, running to me. He seemed relieved to see me safe and only bruised. He wrapped his arms around me and I rested my head on his chest.

"Let's get back to the bus, okay? Actually, we're heading back to Atlanta. We only made it about an hour away. You can rest on the bus and then we're gonna stay overnight. I'm glad we decided to leave two days early," Mike smiled.

I nodded, leaning into him as he lifted me and took me to the bus, resting me in my bunk. "Stay," I grabbed his hand, urging him to stay in my bunk with me. He did as told, holding me the entire way back to Atlanta.

•••

"We all have sharing rooms. We are not going to get into a screaming match in the parking lot, understood you two," Mike pointed at Rob and Brad. What the hell happened...

I didn't have much time to think until Mike had scanned his card and set our luggage down. "You need a warm bath, Chester," Mike looked at me. "I know we usually get two bed rooms because it's cheaper. But we all got suites this time. Mostly because of the bathtub," he smiled and lead me to the bathroom, where rose petals laid along the jacuzzi tub. "Big enough for two... maybe we can finish what we started in the bus," Mike nipped my ear, and I had no choice but to let him.