runaway

14

Sam's P.O.V

I'd hurt Cameron's feelings. Way to go, Sam. I didn't mean too. Hell, that was the last thing I wanted to do. I knew he didn't want to hear what happened to me. I tried to tell him that. I get why he wanted to know, I just wish he would have trusted me on this one. Would have made things a lot easier, that's for sure.

I avoided looking over in his direction, at least for the time being. It broke my heart to see him upset.

I sighed and rested my head against Ben's shoulder. "We're going to get you through this, Sam." Ben started "That's a promise."

I nodded. "I hope so. I hope we can get out of here." I admitted softly. "I don't know how we're gonna manage that, but hopefully we can do it."

I didn't want to admit it to him, but I was honestly wondering the same thing. How were we going to get out of here?

"I'm so tired, I feel like I could sleep for a week." Andy yawned.

I know how he felt. I was exhausted too. I knew everyone was.

I let a yawn escape my lips, and I shook my head trying to keep myself awake.

Cameron looked like he was dozing off, and I couldn't help but laugh when Danny smacked him on the back of the head. "Come on, mate. Wake up." He said.

Cameron jumped a bit and groaned, looking over at Danny, confused.

"Sorry bro" Danny replied.

I grinned and got up slowly, making my way toward Cameron. I moved his arms and sat down on his lap, leaning back against his chest. "I'm sorry, baby. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I don't want to fight with you. Not now, not ever." I admitted.

Cameron frowned as he looked up at me "no, I'm the one who is sorry, baby. I never should have pushed you to talk about things you weren't ready to talk about."

I sighed softly, gently taking his hand in mine, lacing our fingers together. "I'm so tired, baby" I said softly.

Cameron nodded his head slowly, trying to hide a yawn "so am I"

I turned my head slightly, catching the guitarist eyes, "I love you." I said softly.

Cameron smiled sleepily "I love you too, Sam. More than I ever thought possible."

We were perfectly content in that moment just to hold one another. It was then that we heard someone snoring.

Fuck.

I turned my head to see James had passed out on the floor.

Andy looked down at the drummer "fuck, he was just awake." He said. "I swear. I'd just looked at him."
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Cameron's P.O.V

James was asleep. We all watched Andy try to wake the drummer. He didn't move.

"James? James, come on baby. You have to wake up. Please?" He begged.

James' eyes remained closed and a snore was emitted from his parted lips.

"He's not waking up." Andy said, obviously worried now.

Danny got up off the floor and made his way toward the drummer "James," He began as he shook the other man, hoping to get some kind of reaction from him. "James, come on. Wake up. I know you're tired, we all are, but you have to wake up now." He said, shaking him a bit harder.

Danny looked back at us and shook his head. "He's our cold." He said, slowly getting up from the floor.

"I'm sorry, guys." Andy started "I swear he was just awake. I was just talking to him. And I only turned my head for a second and he was asleep that quick." He said, grabbing James' hand in his own.

We could only hope Dylan wouldn't come back. Hopefully he'd left. At least no one else would have to suffer.

Ben shook his head "it's not your fault" he started "we're all exhausted and we knew this would start happening sooner or later." He added.

We made a promise right then and there to keep each other up. We also promised to try and hide James as much as we could.

It had officially been 105 hours since we'd been to sleep. James had been sleeping for a little over an hour now. We'd hoped maybe he would wake up now, no such luck.

"Honestly, he will probably sleep for days." Sam said, sitting against the wall, stretching his arms up and over his head.

I nodded. I could only imagine how long we'd all sleep once we could.

Dylan had been leaving us a little bit of food, but now even that had stopped. I knew he was trying to slowly kill all of us.

Ben, who appeared to be staring off into space began sliding his body back on the floor.

"Ben? You okay?" Danny asked as he watched his boyfriend.

Ben swallowed hard, backing up further until he hit the wall.

"Baby? Baby are you okay?" Danny asked, kneeling down next to Ben.

Ben shook his head and pointed out in front of him. "He's trying to kill me. He's got a gun, Danny." He cried.

Danny looked off where Ben was pointing and looked back up at us. Was Ben losing it? There was no one there.

"Baby? There's no one there" Danny said, trying his best to assure the guitarist.

Ben shook his head, terrified "he's right there! He's going to kill me. Don't let him kill me!"
He screamed.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't more than a little concerned at Ben's actions.

We were all falling apart & I wasn't sure we were going to last much longer.