This Love, This Hate (DM x TP) COMPLETE

Chapter Eighteen

Danny

"Danny, you need to settle down, you're just making it worse on yourself." Matt says softly.
"I can't settle down, Aron's been missing for a week! Don't tell me to fucking settle down!" I sighed, pulling at my hair distressed. I lay down on the couch, letting myself cry.
"Danny we'll find Aron don't worry. It's not like he just abandoned you." Charlie said reassuringly.
"What if he did!" I sob. I couldn't live without Aron. I needed him.
"Well than that's the worse mistake he's ever made in his life, " Johnny smiled, "You'd have to be stupid to leave you."
"He's coming back, r-right?" I whine.
"Of fucking course he is, he couldn't stay away from you. He loves you, Danny." Dylan says. The rest of the boys nod their heads confirming his statement.
"O-okay, I hope he comes back soon..." I say quietly, sitting up. Just then Jorel's phone beeped. He pulled it out and gasped.

"Gadjet texted me and it's not good."

"What is it?" I whine.
"Um I don't know how to tell you this, but they hurt Aron. Bad." J said showing everyone the text. I read it, before beginning to cry again.
"Danny it's okay, we'll find him. You have no reason to cry." Charlie said.
"They fucking shot him!" I scream.
"Danny stop crying! Crying isn't going to find him." Jorel yelled in frustration.

I get up, and leave the house. I was too mad at them to function. Aron got shot. My Aron got shot and all they do is yell at me for crying. I get in my car and drive to the first hospital I see. I got out of my car and walked into the hospital. 

"Is there an Aron Erlichman here?"

"No, I'm sorry Sir." The nurse says, looking through some paperwork.
"Dammit, can you find out if he's in a hospital near here?" I asked her impatiently.

"I'm sorry but no, we can't do that." She says, smiling apologetically at me.

"Fuck, so hypothetically if my friend got in a fight and was left for dead, what hospital would they take him too?" I asked hoping she'd know.
"Sacramento if he was in critical condition." She said, pulling up the hospital on her computer. "What! That's a six hour drive from here! Can you call them and see if he's there?"

"I'll contact them, just give me your information and I'll call you when they get back to me, okay?" the nurse offers.

"Okay thank you, my name is Daniel Murillo and I'm looking for Aron Erlichman." I told her.

She wrote it down and I wrote my number on the paper then left after thanking her. I got in the car ready to drive home and tell the boys the news. I decide to pick up some food, knowing the guys and their adoptive daughters would be hungry. I pulled into the drive through at Del Taco and got a family pack of tacos. I then went to KFC, knowing Arrowbella wouldn't eat them. I get her the $10 bucket of popcorn chicken, two orders of potato wedges and a family order of biscuits. Finally satisfied with the food I got I began the drive home. My peaceful drive was interrupted by the radio. 

"Popular singer and rapper Aron Erlichman other known as Deuce is currently in critical condition after being left for dead in an a California alley. He is currently comatose."

The car swerves and I park. I pull out my phone and call Jorel, knowing he would come get me, driving right now is dangerous. I dialed his number and when he answered I sobbed into the phone.

"Danny, whats wrong?" J asks.
"D-Deuce. Coma. C-Critical" I sobbed out.
"Where are you?" he demands.
"About 5 minutes north from the KFC on sunset." I cried into the phone.
"I'm coming to get you, take a few deep breaths."
"Okay I'll try. Please hurry." I said trying to calm down. He hangs up and I start to eat a taco, trying to calm myself. I try to think positive thoughts.
"Aron will make it, he's strong." I whispered to myself.

After my taco was finished, I see George and Jorel, they park behind my car. J gets out and I crawl into the passenger seat as he opens my door.

"Thanks for getting me, J. I didn't think I could drive in this state." I said, curling up in my seat.
"I agree, but it's going to be okay Danny." he assures me, putting a hand on my arm.
"The hospital said Deuce would be in Sacramento if he was in critical and since the radio said he was, can we drive down there?" I ask, wanting to see my boyfriend.
"I think we should wait a few days, the paparazzi are probably swarming the hospital." Jorel answers softly.
"I want to see him! I don't care about paparazzi, I want Aron!" I yelled.
"Danny, please, lets just go home and we can go in a few days."
"No! I want to see him now! Obviously you don't care about me or Deuce." I say sadly.

"It's almost 11 PM Dan, and neither of us can afford to be driving for six hours in the middle of the night." J-Dog explains tiredly.

"Fine. Can we go tomorrow? I need to see him, J." I begged.
"We can look, okay?" He sighed.
"Do you think he'll still be alive? He's not going to die in one day, right?" I asked.

"Of course he won't. Aron is a fighter." Jorel assures me with a half smile.
"I know but what if he doesn't make it. I would have to quit the band if he dies, too many memories." I said sadly.

"We would disband." He agrees, beginning to drive to his house.

"Did you tell the rest of the guys what happened?"

"Yes, you were on speaker." The bassist replies, parking once we get to the house he shares with George and Jewel.
"Okay thanks, I don't think I would be able to tell them." I said, getting out of the car.

I reach in and grab Arrow's food, while Jorel grabs the Del Taco bags. "I ate my taco in the car, can I have yours please?" I asked him.

"Sure Dan-Dan, I'm not hungry." he smiles as we walk into the house.
"We're home!" J calls out and everybody, Jewel excluded, rushes to us.
"Hey dad!" Jewel says from her makeshift bed on the couch.
"I got food." I say, and Arrowbella squeals. I put the tacos on the table and handed the KFC to Arry. She smiles at me, then goes to the living room where Jewel was.
"Here Jewel, I got you some tacos. They might be slightly broken, they hit the floor when I slammed the breaks after hearing about Aron." I told Jewel, handing her the bag. Jewel smiles at me slightly, nodding her thanks. I went back into the kitchen to discuss what we were going to do about the Deuce situation with the guys.

"We are going to check the hospitals in Sacramento tomorrow." Jorel starts.
"Yeah, the hospital near us said they'd call me if they found out what one he was in." I added softly.
"We'll find him, Danny, I promise." Dylan said smiling.