Gone For Good (Book 3)

Chapter 15

Dalton's POV

  I started freaking out, badly. "What do I do?!" I asked Scott. "Answer it." he said. "What if I fuck up?" I panicked. Scott clicked the answer button on my phone. "Fucker." I said.

  "Hi, Tori." I said. "Hey." she said. She was smiling. Off to a good start. "So how've you been?" I asked."Great. I'm not friends with Cody or Max anymore." she said. "Really? Why?" I asked. "They told me what they did at the park. I was beyond pissed with them." she said. "But I-" I started. "You had every reason to hit me. If someone called MY parents that, I'd do the same thing." she said. "So, uh, I was wondering, next time we stop in LA, maybe we could go out?" I asked nervously."I'd love to." she said. There was yelling in the background. "I gotta go." she said. "Bye." I said and hung up.

  "Aw, my baby has a date." Mitch said. "Yeah." I said smiling.

  Tonight, since there wasn't a show, decided to have a little campfire. There was a beach not to far so we decided to have it there.

  We all sat around the small, talking and laughing. It was a bit chilly since we were near the water, but other than that, it seemed perfect.

  I got up and walked over to the water and just looked out. It was beautiful. "Its nice, isn't it?" Avi said. I looked at him. "Yeah." I said, returning my attention back to the lake.

  I stood there just watching the small ripples in the water. "Dalton help!" Mitch laughed as he jumped on my back. His arms wrapped tightly around my neck. I stood there and waited. Travis pulled him off my back and got him on the ground. He started tickling him, his fingers moving quickly.

  Travis finally stopped and helped Mitch up. "Thanks, dude." Mitch said and nudged my shoulder playfully.

  Scott came over to me and tapped me on the shoulder. "Wanna mess with your sister?" he asked. I nodded. He walked over to the group and sat down. He gave me a thumbs up.

  "Hey, Kacey! Come check this out!" I yelled. She got up and ran over. "What?" she asked looking around. I motioned for Scott to go. He ran over and picked Kacey up. He swam out and let her go. I couldn't help but laugh. "Assholes!" Kacey laughed.

  "Aw, you know you love us!" I yelled. I felt someone lift me off the ground and swim out with me. They let go and I fell into the water. I came up and saw Travis. "There, now you're even." he smirked. "Scott helped!" I said. Mitch flicked him in the back of the head. "There." he said proudly.

  We all swam back to shore with the others. I hated the feeling off my wet shirt so I took it off.

  It started to get dark out so we all headed back to the bus to get some rest.

  Once I sat in my bunk, I realized how suffocated I felt. It was like I was in a really small room. I started panicking and had no idea why. "Breathe, breathe." I said to my self. "Are you alright?" Scott asked. I nodded my head no and he went to get someone.

  Travis and Mitch were at my side almost instantly. "Dalton, did you take your pills today?" Travis asked. I shook my head. "Mitch, get his pills out of his bag." he said. Mitch got up quickly and ran to my bag.

  Travis's hand was on my upper back the whole time. "Breathe, bud." he said. "Here." Mitch said handing me the pills and some water. I quickly put the pills in my mouth and took a drink of the water.

  I felt my body calm and start to relax. Breathing suddenly became easier and Travis removed his hand from my back. "You alright now?" Mitch asked. My voice got caught in my throat so I just nodded. A look of relief took over his expression.

  I walked to the bathroom to wash my face with water. I looked in the mirror. I could see why everyone thought I looked weird.

  My hair was longer, I had freckles around my neck, slight stubble that wrapped around my chin and jaw line, and my black hair was sweeping lightly across my forehead. I sighed and walked to my bunk.

  I laid down and looked up.

  Before I fell asleep, someone poked my ribs. "Dalton, you should sleep with me and Travis." Mitch said. "How?" I asked. "We're all gonna sleep out in the lounge room on the floor. Please?" he gave me a pouty face and, of course, I said yes

  I followed Mitch out to the lounge room and I saw he wasn't kidding. Blankets and pillows were scattered all across the floor and everyone was laying and talking on them. Travis looked up and smiled at us. He motioned us to come over so I slowly walked behind Mitch before being dragged to the floor.

  It's hard to pay attention to a movie when your dad is laying on your stomach and breathing is hard for you.

  Well, here's why. When I was 13, I was at school when I felt suffocated. The teacher noticed and she took me the nurse. They called my parents and, being the over-protective parents they are, they rushed me to the hospital. The doctor gave me a prescription and ever since, I've had to take pills every morning.

  I tried to take a deep breath, but something got caught in my throat. I pushed Mitch off of me and ran to the bathroom. I put my head over the toilet and waited. Nothing. The feeling was gone and my head hurt.

  "Dalton?" Travis asked. "You alright?" he came and sat next to me.

Mitch's POV

  Dalton pushed me off his stomach and ran to the bathroom. I looked over at Travis and he took off to follow Dalton. I stood up and watched Travis kneel down next to him.

  "Guys? I need to tell you something." Dalton said. "What's up?" I said. "I haven't been taking my pills."