The Cost of Freedom Is High

Finding A Safe House

Finally onto the highway I pushed the accelerator to the limit. It seemed to be abandoned and I started to reach about 85 mph. If I went any faster I would lose control of the car.

I assumed by now they all had found out that the cars' tires were all slit, even the tour buses that were parked there.

That didn't matter though, what mattered was that I was finally out and on my way to safety. This had been beyond spontaneous, as soon as I saw Michael and DJ I lost it.

Once I was sure that it was safe to make a break for it I had broken into the garage and taken Michael's car. The rest was history.

There was one place that popped into my mind right away, a place that they wouldn't think of right away or for a while.

It was far enough away as well that I felt safe enough to stay there.

I turned on the A/C to calm me down and began my voyage away from this hell.

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4 Hours Later ~

I pulled into his driveway, put it in park, and made my way up to his door.

Ringing the doorbell I could only hope this would go well.

Before I knew it the door opened and I was finally face to face with Taylor.

"Holy shit, Bella!" He exclaimed.

"Hi, not to put aside this wonderful welcome ceremony but I need to hide that car in your garage." I told him.

"No problem, I'll open it up right away. Pull in, I'll shut the garage door once you're in just come through the door that connects to the house." Taylor planned.

"Okay." I said.

I went and started the car, and did as he told me to do.

Once I was in the house, I found myself wrapped in a giant hug from a panting Taylor.

"I'm so sorry about what happened to you after I left." He whispered.

"No offense, but I don't want to talk about that. I got out and now that's all that matters." I replied.

"About that, I'm going to sound like a dick but here goes nothing. I don't think you should stay here even though I know that they won't look here for you." Taylor stated.

Hell no.

"Oh no, Taylor. You are not getting away with that, this is the least you can do for me. Sorry to sound like a bitch, but you are kind of the reason I was in that whole mess of shit in the first place." I told him.

He took a deep breath, and contemplated his thoughts for a few minutes.

"Fine, but one one condition. That being we have to get along and move forwards." Taylor stated.

"Sure, fine." I answered.

"Do you want to tell me how you got out?" Taylor asked.

"No, we're just going to leave it at the fact of I did get out." I stated.

"It's great to see you in good condition." I whispered, pulling her in to another hug.

"Same." She replied.

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Taylor's POV -

After watching hours of movies and relaxing, Bella passed out on my couch.

She seemed far too peaceful, so I just decided to get up and make my way into my own room to sleep.

Just before I was about to get into the bed my phone rang.

"This is Taylor." I answered.

"Hey, it's Chance. We need to talk." Chance stated.

"Why talk when you could just beat the shit out of me?" I asked.

"Whatever, be petty if you want to. I'm being serious and you need to listen to me carefully if you want Bella to continue to be safe." Chance said.

"She's out, she's fine." I replied.

"No she's not, because they will find her, and when she gets back to them they will put her through the seven levels of hell. I thought I already told you that the only possible time for her to get away is during Warped." Chance told me.

"So what? Did you want me to just call up Chris or Danny, and give her up?" I asked.

"I don't, but I know it's the only way to keep her safe." Chance answered me.

"They'll still be pissed off though, and plus I don't think I have the guts to do that now." I admitted.

"Fine, here's a plan that should work. Bella can have three more days with you. On the night of the third day when she's asleep, call one of the guys and just tell them that she came and crashed for the night, and is on edge. After that let them know that you're not willing to give her up and that you're hesitant because you don't want her hurt. Hopefully they'll be willing to make a deal that they can just come and get her if they promise to not be rough or angry with her." Chance explained.

"You want me to just sit here for three days straight, feed her lies, watch her gleam with happiness and then stab her in the back?" I scoffed.

"I'm not happy about it either, but I know if we don't do this, then she's getting forcibly taken back and honestly I think they're out of their minds with rage right now." Chance responded.

I stopped talking and weighed my options, no matter which way the scales tipped I wanted Bella to be safe, and I knew Chance did as well.

"Fine, In 72 hours from now I'll call them, but you better fucking do your job right and get her out during Warped. I'll kill you if you don't." I hissed.

"Whatever, just remember that you're the one who sold her to the devil. Make sure he doesn't kill her." Chance said, and then hung up.

I threw my phone across the room and watched it shattered.

I had to watch Bella light up with life and joy, just to rip it all away from her in 72 hours.

There was no hell greater than that.