Set Flames to the Pain (SLTR's sequel)

Bodyguards need breaks too

Hi, guys! I'm back for another chapter! Also, the cast is officially up if y'all haven't looked already. I'm sure it shows up at the end or something when reading on your phone. I was torn between Dylan O'Brien or Chris Wood for actor of Caleb Foreste, but now I've made my decision. (:

Dedicated to cakeybakey246

Thanks! Please read and then comment/vote your thoughts.

~RainyStar22~
P.S: who loves The Vamps? (: I love their new songs and well might actually represent some for this story as it continues!

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CHAPTER SIX
Caleb:

Damn, I thought. I didn't know how else to find them.

Melanie, however, wouldn't close that pretty mouth of hers. Constantly, she kept complaining that my way of carrying a girl wasn't very polite.

Well, screw that!

Clearly, a guy can't think straight without a girl breathing down on his neck every second.

As I trudged through the many clumps of trees that surrounded us like buildings, I spotted fog from a short distance away.

"Finally, I am so damn done with running in circles," I said, turning my head sideways in an attempt to catch Mel's eye. Cracking a smile, I saw that there was a shady and dark building as we were no longer in the woods.

"Caleb, why did you stop?" asked Mel.

I smirked. This would be one hell of a night, I thought. Without thinking, I dropped Mel. Like a statue, I stood agape as I heard the musical sounds of the pretense club that was calling for me to enter. It was an incredulous thought when I figured we could rest here; we could even have a bed and breakfast.

"Caleb, what the hell?!" screamed Mel, brushing off the dirt that stuck to her clothes.

"I think I found our rest stop," I told her excitedly, unaware that I had dropped her. Through my peripheral vision, I could sense her glare on me.

"Bodyguards need breaks too," I smiled with a shrug.

Disbelievingly, she raised an eyebrow. "Right."

As my gaze dreamily fixated on the brightly-polished building, I could see the glowing lights which spelled out 'Ben's Bed & Breakfast.'

"Caleb, I'm tired of walking! Can't we just stop and go in this place? They have a bed and breakfast!"

Ambivalently, a fourteen year old Caleb scratched his ear. "I don't think that's a good idea, Leah. We aren't even fond of this place."

Fourteen year old Leah pouted. "What are you, my bodyguard?"

"That, I am." Caleb smirked cockily.

Leah was so engrossed in the "Bed & Breakfast.'
Later did Caleb realize it wasn't a bed and breakfast. No, it was a club. Shit. They had to get out of here. He was about to warn Leah, but it was too late.

"They have free drinks!" Leah stood agape, seeing the flashy room when they made an entrance. The place looked like wild animals owned it; there was a disco ball swinging wildly in the middle of the place, alcoholic drinks were set on a narrow table half-full. Besides, they weren't even eligible to drink, anyway or even be here-in a club. Leah, however seemed to be enjoying herself.

Egregiously, Leah took a sip of the dark liquid. "Leah, what the hell are you doing? Don't drink that!" Caleb told her, snatching the drink away.