Never Be Alone: Book One

Chapter 8: Tour Recovery

*Isabelle's Point of View*

Buzz Buzz

"Hello?"

"Issy, I know you just got home and stuff and I know your probably busy but can you meet me at the skate park in five minutes please?" I roll my eyes tearing them away from my book.

"I suppose I can why?"

"Just come okay." Shawn hangs up, making me throw my hand up in an exaggerated motion.

I was released from the hospital two weeks ago, I had no choice but to inform the hospital about my months of abuse. Seth was arrested and stands in trail for what he did. He was found guilty and has to serve until he is 18 in a state penitentiary and then 5 to 10 years in prison.

You can say I'm relieved.

Getting up I put on my shoes, I throw my blue cardigan on pulling on my white scarf I straighten out my flower print dress I grab my penny board and walk down the stairs looking around at the empty house I sigh the quiet was achingly painful to hear. My parents, went on a business trip to California and Leah and San both went back to college.

Everything seemed to have simmered down in the least. I hated what I did how I hurt them, but it was an experience I wish to never endure again, I never wanted to be known as the broken girl, who had tried to kill herself because she was in an abusive relationship. Now I have to focus on my main objective fixing the relationships with my parents, the boys, and Shawn.

A few minutes pass by as I enter the park looking around for Shawn I stumble upon a note pinned to a tree, curious I began to read it.

Follow the arrows that are designated throughout the park, they will guide you. You'd better hurry Issy we won't wait forever.

~Shawn

I smiled at the note then looked down below it at the arrow pointing in the direction I needed to go taking a small breath, I began walking.

"Shawn this better be worth all this exercise." I mutter reaching the next tree looking at the next arrow I follow the new direction thinking to myself: This is going to take forever

*Two Hours Later*

I finally reach the last arrow which pointed in the direction of the bridge by the lake which lead to the garden, it was dark by now and I was now getting sick of being here, yet at the same time i was trilled and excited for what was in store for me.

Walking down the path I begin to hear the strumming of a guitar which made me think I was getting closer to Shawn. I turned the last corner and stopped dead in my tracks, I was shocked standing before me were the boys, Mahogany, Bart, and Shawn who strummed his guitar until he saw me and came to a stop.

"What is all this?" I asked in awe, still staring at all of them.

"I wanted you to have fun this year, I wanted you to not have to worry." I continued to stare at them all in shock.

Shawn continued. "Isabelle, we were wondering if you would like to go on tour with us?" My face of confusion soon turned into pure happiness as I ran and practically jumped on Shawn making us fall to the ground as I hugged him tightly. Everyone else joined in the group hug me and Shawn being in the middle we had the life squeezed out of us. 

"When are we leaving?" 

"Three Days."

*Three Days Later* 

One thing I can say about me leaving is, the fact that i'm getting away. My parents were thrilled when I told them I was leaving, I don't take it to heart i know they love me they are just happy for me. 

At least I hope that's what it is.

I just finished packing, Shawn and Cameron are on their way to get me, my parents left hours ago for work so i'm by myself, which I don't mind, I like a little quiet.

Beep 

Beep

I grab my suitcase and my carry on, I grab my wallet, my phone and keys before walking out the door. I walk to the car and put my belongings in the trunk before getting into the backseat, of the car buckling my seat belt. We begin driving listening to the radio making small conversations on the side. By the time we reached the airport it was 10:00 by the time we got there, our flight wasn't scheduled until 10:30 so we went through check in and security. 

"You ready Belle?" I look to Cameron and laugh, shaking my head it would be like him to ask me a stupid question like this one. 

"What kind of question is that of course I'm ready." Cameron laughed along with Shawn, it was time to board the plane grabbing my carry on we begin to board our plane. the way it was set was there were 3 people to a set of seats. It went me at the window seat, Cameron at the aisle seat and Shawn in the middle seat separating me and Cameron. There's one thing I'm super afraid of besides Seth, and that's airplanes. I hate the feeling of taking off, and the little voice in the back of my head telling me I'm going to die in a plane crash. The speaker booms to life as be get ready for take off buckling the belt I try to grab on to any and everything I can reach.

Noticing my discomfort Shawn takes my hand in his lacing our fingers together, holding on to him for dear life we take off. By now my eyes are closed and I'm super uncomfortable, not noticing it I begin to hear the soft sounds of Shawn's voice in my ear as he began to sing to me.

"I love it when you just don't care.

 I love it how you dance like there's nobody there.

When it gets hard don't be afraid we don't care what them people say.

I love when you don't take no.

I love it when you do what you want and you just say so.

Let them all go home we out late we don't care what them people say.

We don't have to be ordinary.

Make your best mistakes.

Cause we don't have to time to be sorry.

So baby be the life of the party." When he was done singing, the speaker was already informing us that we could now take our seat belts off and move freely around the plane. I opened my eyes and gave Shawn a small smile filled with gratitude, looking over to Cameron i see him fast asleep.

The rest of the plane ride went rather smoothly, I slept watched movies with Shawn on his laptop, and listened to music, throughout it all Shawn didn't let go of my hand once during the entire plane ride.

As i looked out the window at the clouds passing by I began to think to myself.

What would I do without them?

I'm hoping that my tour recovery pays off.