Bullied By Them, Loved The Other

Jameson

"Oh my god." Mike sounded serious and then he covered his mouth.
"What's going on?" I looked up "Mike what the fuck?" I was getting frustrated. How the hell was he going to say something alarming like that and not spit the shit out?  "There's a bloody footprint...on the floor."  I jumped up and ran to this footprint Mike was talking about.  It felt like all the wind had been knocked out of me, the footprint was real.  Mike was not bullshiting.

I collapsed on the couch and broke down.  "How the fuck did you two not hear anything!?  Did you even come check on her!?" I was infuriated with Vic and Jaime.  They were given one fucking job and couldn't manage it.  What the fuck was so important they couldn't handle a simple job!? First they bullied her and now they let her be took.  She's gone...for good?  Those two have officially gone to far.  They've hurt her for the last time.

"Holy fuck!" Mike screamed by the entry way if the bus.  All I could do was look at him when he bent down and picked up a small clump of hair. Human hair. From the fucking scalp hair.  I ran to the bathroom and threw up.  More than once.  This was fucking sick.  If this was some type of joke, it's gone to far.  I stormed out of the bus to get some slightly fresh air.  From the corner of my eye, I saw Mike stopped Vic and Jaime from following me outside as well.  Smart.  Really fucking smart.  Mike was a smart man. Thank God he stopped them.

After Maybe fifteen minutes I went back on the bus.  I had an idea and asked Mike if there was any sign of her phone.  I could track it.  I could find a tutorial on YouTube I bet.  Mike said that he didn't see it at all, it was gone with her.  That must've meant she had it.

We couldn't get a location for some fucking reason. This shit was fucking ridiculous. It was getting me so bipolar.  I was mad, sad, and scared all at once.  I don't know about everyone else though. 

I called the police.  All they told me to do was wait for a possible insight or report her missing after 24 hours.  I called them back and said she went missing a day ago, yes I lied.   I didn't know Jessica or Jhene's fucking numbers so I couldn't call and ask them if they have heard anything. 

I skipped dinner.  I'm almost positive everyone else ate though.  I went to my bunk and rested my head.  I had the biggest headache ever.  My favorite person was gone and I was alone.  I still had the guys but I felt alone. The joys of depression.

The next day I went to her place.  Her door was locked but I knew where she hid the spare key.  Above the doorframe! I opened the door and broke down in tears.  She wasn't there, it's just the fact that the smell of her, her stuff, the reality of it all made me super emotional.  I left her apartment and went back to the venue.  Maybe I shouldn't have done that? Tour ends in one week,  they might have to leave without me.  I was not leaving without knowing if my sweet baby was okay.  I sat on the couch and drank, even though we had a show to do in a few hours, I drank even more.  I drank and didn't stop.

"Tony why do you keep drinking? I'm worried about you man,  you're falling off the track..." Vic started running his mouth when he walked into the fucking room.  "Why the fuck do you care?" I slurred.  I was nearly wasted.  Early in the day too.   "I care about you.  All this you're doing is fucking you up.  You're not sleeping or eating.  You're just drinking.  Do you think Mariah would want you to do this?" Vic had no right to speak of her, especially since he had a shit ton to do with the problem.  Vic dropped his hands from the air and grabbed the bottle of Jameson.  "Give It back. Now." Vic shook his head no and backed up further into the bus. 

I got up and attacked Vic. What the fuck took over me? I punched him in the face and he went down.  There was blood on the corner of his mouth.  Mike came in and separated us. Jaime walked out and was trying to help Mike keep us seperated.  "It's your fucking fault!  Both your faults!  She would still be here if you just checked on her! The one thing I fucking ask!"  I shouted as loud as my body would let me.  There was a knock at the door and Kellin Quinn popped inside, the door was already open so I guess that was his invite.  "Is everything okay guys?...we can hear everything outside..." Kellin asked with a questioning look on his fucking face.