She's a Rebel

Part 12

Hey Readers! I am back. I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter. I hope this part will make up for part 11 being so short. Any ways. I hope you will like Part 12 :)

Tre's POV

Me, Billie and Angel went to the music room to try to incororate my short little song with our song homecoming. It's kinda cool how it transitions. I just hope she likes it. Angel went with me to go shopping for another present for her. She was special and she devierved more than my little song. After 2 long hours of shopping I came aross a nekclace. It was a locket kinda thing. I got it incraved with her name and everything. After that we meet everyone at the recording studio to record our new song homecoming.

Angel's POV

I eventually called the Florida police department.

me: "Hello, I would like to file a missing persons report."

Police: "Yes, please sate name and adress"

Me: "Um, well, ok...."

I told the police department the entire story on how we ment and all the strange behavior.

Police: "wait just a moment, let me look up the name in the computer."

I waited patientily I was bitting my nails. Bad habbit. I got very nervous when I heard him talking to another person.

Police: Mss Blair?

Me: Yes! what is it?

Police: She has just recently been reported missing and we have her now in the hospital. For a suicide attempt.

Me: WHAT!

Police: Please calm down. If you would like to pay her a visit she is in west palm beach care. I have no idea if she's ok though.

Me: Ok....Thank you for your time.

Police: No problem. Have a nice day.

I slamed the phone down. I ran over to the computer. I had to get to Florida. I owed her. I booked a flight to Florida for tomorow at 7:00 A.M. I will tell Billie when he gets home. I am taking Storm with me. I don't know why she is attemting suicide but this is all just crazy. I called the hosptial and she is now in critcal condition and I told them I am flying to Florida tomorow to go see her. I ran  up to our room and packed my bags. Kendelle asked me why I was doing that. "Why do you have a plane ticket to Florida?" "I have to see Storm...." I explained the whole thing. "Oh my God. Well does Billie know your leaving?" "No, not yet. I will tell him when he gets home from the recording studio." I was packing a few out fits. In case the hosptial dosn't let her go for a few days. No Billie for a few days. It was around 9:00 at night when they came back. My bags were pakced and I was already trying to get some sleep. Billie came in the room looking at the plane ticket and my bags. "Billie I got to go for a few days." "What? why?" I told him everything. "Oh. Well I am glad she 's not missing." I nodded. "She attemted suicide! Is she retarded!? I don't know what happened?? I always talk to her and she tells me all the wonderful things like her promotions and how she's just published her own book and Ahhhh! I don't get it!" Billie came behinde me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "It's ok. Bring her back her. I know there's an extra room down the hallway. She can live with us for a while until she finds her own place. I am glad your doing. But I am so gonna miss you." Billie started to kiss my neck making me smile. Just a little bit. I kissed him back. "I got to get some rest. I am waking up early tomorow." "Can I take you there." "No it's ok. I don't want to bother you." "No I want to take you there." "Fine." I fell asleep after tossing and turning all night. I just wanted the sun to be up so I can go and get Storm.

The Next Morning

I kissed Billie good bye and boarded the plane. I sighed when I heard a baby cry and theses really annoying fat laddies who couldn't find there seats. I put my ear buds in and turned on iheartradio. I smiled when a Green Day song came on. I got a text from Billie.