Kidnapped by RoadTrip

Chapter 17

Blair's POV

It's 8:00 am and I'm listening to my car radio while driving to the record studio. Today is the first time I'll be making recordings again, since Mikey's disappearance.

To be honest, I really don't want to do it, but it wouldn't be fair towards Harvey to keep abandoning my work. Harvey Cantwell is the newest singer who entered my company. I made him sign a contract the day before Mikey disappeared, so I have to continue recording with him.

When I arrive at my company's building, I pull up my car into the parking lot. I'm one of the three people with a private place at the parking lot. The other two belong to the head of the recording team, Derek Jefferson and to my personal assistant, Janet Cooper.

Once I've closed the door behind me and locked my car, I quickly make my way up the stairs that lead towards the doors of my studio. It's raining a little bit, so there are a few water puddles on the pavement. I try to avoid them as much as I can as I walk inside.

When I enter the building, I'm immediately greeted by a familiar face. "Good morning, mr. Dreelan. Good to see you again," my assistant, Janet, says. "How are you today?"

I sigh as I try my best to not show how broken and sad I am. "Yeah, I'm okay, thank you," I quickly reply.

"Any news from your son, Mikey?"

I squeeze my eyes shut as soon as the name Mikey enters my ears. Although I know deep down, he isn't really my son, I still can't bare to hear his name. He has started to mean so much for me over the last couple of years. Now I love him like a dad loves his son. But now he's gone. And it's my fault.

"Uhh no," I say eventually and quickly start walking around the building, because I don't want to get into the subject. Janet follows me though, but fortunately she keeps her mouth shut.

Before I enter the recording room, I already hear Harvey's voice filling the hallways as a warning of his presence. The boy is really talented, so I'm glad I decided to start working again, because he deserves this.

When I enter the room, Harvey has his back turned towards me, so I just stand in the doorframe and listen.

Not too long after, Harvey finishes the song, but jumps as he turns around and sees me standing behind him. "Oh I'm sorry, sir. I didn't hear you coming."

I chuckle. "Doesn't matter, kid. And that was amazing, what you just did. Your singing is getting better and better since you started practicing with one of our professional coaches."

"Thank you, mr Dreelan," Harvey says. "I practice six days a week, so it's really nice to receive such a compliment."

"That's okay," I say. "Now, what were we going to record today again?"

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Rye's POV

Have you ever wondered how it feels to be dead on the inside? How it feels when everything you have suddenly disappears or falls apart?

I've felt so empty for the past two weeks. It's like there's appeared a black hole in my heart that's sucking up all happiness around me. Even the flowers on my cupboard are hanging their leaves.

I really thought everything would be perfect, as long as I had Mikey. However, it couldn't even last for a day. I might be stupid as fuck - I probably am - but I never thought I would fall in love with my prisoner. Honestly that's the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life.

But I couldn't help it. He was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on. And his little habit of looking down at his hands and playing with his fingers when he is nervous, is the cutest thing ever.

Ugh, I really don't know what to do anymore.

I roll myself on my left side, which makes me face the wall. My bed has been my best friend ever since I stopped talking to Mikey. I really couldn't bring myself to do anything without him in my life and that has made me imagine how Blair must feel. Honestly, I actually almost feel bad for him.

However, that 'almost' will stay, no matter how hard it will get for Blair. And that's all his own fault. I can't actually feel bad for a man who betrayed our trust and stole from us. He was our only hope, but he used us because he needed the money. But so did we.

Poor Jack came from a very poor family of farmer's. We promised him a better life if he came with us and joined RoadTrip. At that time he didn't believe us and was scared and insecure about his voice. It was Brooklyn who eventually convinced him to join RoadTrip and ever since that moment they've been best friends.

The bad thing was that we couldn't give Jack what we promised him. We couldn't afford a better life and that was all due to Blair's low action. His low action of stealing our song and selling it to someone else...

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Yay, I finally finished chapter 17. It took awhile to write the chapter, due to a lack of inspiration.

You must know a lot has happened in my life over the past few weeks, so that's basically the reason I couldn't update for so long. If you want to know more, you can private message me.

Anyway thanks for reading chapter 17. It was pretty short, so I'll try to make chapter 18 a little longer.