Daniella's Up Rise

-Dani's POV-

I just got the news that they put my best friend in jail. I had just got in a taxi heading back to Texas from North Carolina. We were about the cross the state boarder and I was about to switch cabs when I got a call from the John Cena. "Victory got arrested. Just thought I'd let you know."

We all knew she was pushing the line, but she pushed too far and now, she's behind cold bars. "A-Alright." My voice was shaky and fragile. I don't know why I was upset, we all saw it coming, especially me, I was her best friend, or should I say best stranger, after all, "Thanks, John." My eyes burned with tears, I've really lost her, I've really lost the girl who I grew up with and got me through the toughest parts of life. She wasn't dead, but the direction she was going, she might as well be.

I've lost a lot of things in the past few hours, a best friend, a guy I really liked, and practically my whole past. A tear feel on my cheek, if I wanted to cry, now wasn't the time. I quickly wiped away the tear and sniffled a bit to get the sadness out. "Dani," I forgot I was still on a call, I quickly brought myself back to reality, "Are you alright?"

I blinked away the tears and put on a fake smile that I knew he couldn't see, "I'm alright, John. Get back to your life, I'm fine."

"You don't sound fine. I know things aren't sitting well with you." More tears brimmed my eyes, the smile twitched away, but I put it right back. I took a hard swallow and forced myself to speak again.

"John, please, I'm fine." I knew my features seemed happy, but I knew my eyes held sadness. The only person that could have a conversation with me was the taxi driver and he didn't seem up to chat.

"Alright, keep in touch." I nodded and hung up. My smile faded away as I put my phone back in my black satchel purse. I closed my eyes, and the memories flushed back, coming on the road with my best friend to see the world together, meeting the famous WWE superstars, practically falling to my death in the hands of Kane, watching Victory make the wrong decisions and do nothing to stop them. I was a terrible best friend, but I guess now, I'm the perfect stranger.

"Ma'am," I slowly opened my eyes and saw we stopped, how could I not feel that? "This is as far as I could take you. You'll have to get another vehicle to take you where you're going."

I stuttered as I fumbled with the money in my purse, "Uh, T-T-Thank you, sir." I handed him the ride for the trip and I started making my way out of the car, "H-Have a nice day."

"You too," He yelled as I stood on the sidewalk and he pulled off into the road. I had no idea where I was. The grass was tall and yellow almost. The sun's light shined brighter out here, the sky was bluer, too. There weren't many buildings out here, let alone houses. A breeze drifted across the land and the smell of flowers and fresh air drifted. Trees weren't around for hundreds of miles, but they were visable just from standing here. The birds chirped and flew in the sky, everything was calm and peaceful out here, there was nothing stressful or loud. Everything seemed perfect.

I stuffed one hand in my jean pocket and started walking next to the tall grass, brushing it as I went. I had no idea where I was going, but my mind just felt at ease, for the first time in the past couple months, I knew what I was doing. My lungs felt open and clear, like something was sitting on my chest and crushing my lungs, but it's finally been lifted out here. The closest thing to cilvilization was a barn a couple miles in the direction I was heading. Maybe I should call a cab. I got my phone out and looked at my GPS, huh, the middle of Tennessee. We drove farther than I thought.

My parent's home wasn't far from here, maybe they could give me a lift, nah, they couldn't drive through the state of Arkansas and back, that'd be too much for them. Well, looks like I'm gonna be out here for a while and I have to be in Montana by Monday night. Even when Victory's not around, she's still screwing things up.