Glowing - A Caspar Lee Fan Fiction [ON HOLD]

Chapter 15

I was bored. Not just the I had nothing to do bored, but the I’m going to rip out my hair because I’ve been cooped up in this room for days bored. Apparently, Charles and Tony were given orders by ‘the boss’ to keep me contained to my new bedroom. I was getting real sick of all these rules.

 It was driving me mad. I had already watched every episode of Supernatural. In a normal situation, I would never say this, but it came to the point where I was bored of Dean’s sexiness. I was itching to get out of the hotel (I figured out it was a hotel because we got room service and a maid daily).

My legs ached to run. Sleeping for five days then not being able to leave a room for two more really gets to a person. I felt sick, like I had gained eighty pounds in a day. It didn’t help that all I did was eat and sleep. My body needed exercise. I kept trying to bring it up with Tony or Charles, but they rejected the notion every time.

‘The boss’ was running late to come meet me. I woke up Friday afternoon and his conference is apparently taking longer than necessary. Tony tells me ‘the boss’ has his hands tied and doesn’t know when he will get a chance to come see me.

Tony and I had actually become quite close over a period of a day. Considering I didn’t have anyone else to talk to and I was still pissed at Charles for nearly killing me, I talked to him a lot. I discovered he was a hired security man for ‘the boss’. I also understood that ‘the boss’ was an untouchable subject.

This meant every time I attempted to bring it up, Tony would reject it completely.  I was not to know who ‘the boss’ was until the time came, he kept trying to assure me. The only thing I knew for certain out of all of this was that I knew ‘the boss’. Tony and Charles had gotten clothing sizes and information about me that only someone I was close to would know. I was too tired to care anymore.

The whole process of trying to think of someone who could come up with such an elaborate scheme was a bit out of reach at the moment.

All the memories of Vito were fresh in my mind, conversations replaying in my head constantly. It almost drove me to the point of insanity, but I wouldn’t allow myself that far. The one specific fact that kept me wondering was that of Caspar. I knew Vito knew something that I didn’t and I desperately needed that information. I felt as though that one fact could change something, something that I was supposed to know about Caspar or his murder. My head was swimming in the possibilities.

When it all became too much thinking, I decided to remember. Mostly I recalled Dan, Phil, Ang, Finn and Jack. I missed them terribly and wanted more than anything to tell them what had happened to me. Tony had told me the date. I knew it had been exactly a week since the gang went to Playlist Live in Orlando. They must know I’m gone. I want to tell them I’m fine, just lost. I want to hear their voices.

More than anything, I want to see Dan. I missed his smile, his laugh, his awkward social abilities, his playful attitude towards everything, his warm body, his soft lips. I wanted him to hold me, especially in the middle of all of this chaos.

Dan was always the one to bring me back to reality when my world became too much, like now. I needed him. I needed him to be here right now, with me. I needed to hear him tell me everything would be okay, even if we both knew it wouldn’t. 

On Sunday morning, Tony came to tell me that today would be the day; I would finally meet ‘the boss’.

“When?” I asked him.

“Sometime this afternoon, I believe he is flying in as we speak” Tony replied.

I was confused. “Wasn’t he supposed to be flying in yesterday?’ I ask.