Voodoo Doll

Chapter 89

Carson

A knock came at the door, and I sniffled.

"What?"

"Carson...please come out. It's Ashton."

I stayed in my spot, hugging my knees to my chest, my head lying on my knees.

"You come in."

I pressed the button, and Ashton slid in.

"Car...what happened?"

"These fans..." My voice broke.

A serious look came over Ashton's face. "They what?"

"They mobbed me. And said things...and chased me."

I rested my head against my knees again. "I know it's stupid. I just want them to

like me, you know?"

Ash nodded. "Carson. You're a wonderful girl. And I really like you. You're a sister to me,

a best friend. Even though you deserve so much more than you get, and if people truly

knew you as you, not everyone is going to like you. Not everyone likes me..."

He trailed, unsure of what to say.

I scooted closer to him, leaning onto him as we leaned up against the door.

I sniffled. "I know."

He weakly smiled. "It's okay Carson."

"It's okay."

Anna

Michael fell asleep, and the very first thing I did was sneak away.

I quickly started to call Sam, who picked up on the 2nd ring.

"Hey Anna how are-"

"Who the hell do you think you are and what the frick do you want with Michael?"

Silence.

"Anna...? What do you mean..."

"Don't okay this shit with me, you bitch. WHAT THE HELL DID YOU CALL MICHAEL FOR?!?"

Silence. And then I hear a click.

That bastard, that bitch, she hung up on me!

I quickly call bell.

"Hello?" I hear Bells unsure voice answer.

"Is Sam there?"

"Yes..."

"May I talk to her?"

"Uh...no."

"Isabella Feeney put Sam on right now!"

Click.

BELL DID NOT JUST DO THAT!

Damn you Sam! I hope you rot in hell once I'm done with you.

I try to calm down, but I can't help but feel angry at almost everyone.

Why did Niall have to call?

Why is Sam acting like a bitch?

Why is Bell helping Sam act like this?

Why is Carson never around to help ME out?!?

Feeling helpless, I grabbed by coat,

And ran off the tour bus.

And straight into Luke.

Sam

Okay, maybe I was a little mean to Anna.

But I don't want her murdering me just yet.

And no, I don't have feelings for Michael.

This is what happened:

I woke up, all alone on the tour bus.

I tried calling the One Direction guys, but no one would answer.

Not even Bell would answer!

Quickly, I dialed Ashton.

Nothing.

Carson.

Nothing.

Luke.

Nothing.

I didn't bother Calum or Anna, I just called Michael next.

"Michael!" I exclaimed.

I heard laughter from the other side of the call. "I'm one bus over Sam, what could possibly

be wrong?"

"I can't find the One Direction lads!"

"They went out with Calum and Ashton to get pizza."

I sighed. "Oh. Well, they could have left a note."

"Why? You scared?"

"No!" I said a little to quickly. "Just nervous... Until I called you of course."

"I think Anna's coming back."

"But I just started to like you!"

I heard more laughter.

"I gotta go. See ya, and yeah, I love you too." I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic...

I just hoped he was.

For Anna's ,

And my sake.
***
"Don't tell her Bell!" I pleaded. "She won't understand!"

Bell rolled her eyes. "Your such a wimp."

"So?"

"You can't always rely on us Sam." Bell spat, turning away.

"The work doesn't work that way."

What the hell just happened?

"Bell!" I followed her. "I'm not a wimp. I just don't want my friends to be mad at me."

"She'll get over it quicker if you just tell her the truth!"

I faltered. "Anna was my first friend...I only had my sister." I blushed as Bell blankly

stared at me. "She would always get mad...and I hated that. I don't want anymore people

to be mad at me."

Bell nodded. "Sam-"

"My parents were mad at me when they died."

Tears started to form in my eyes.

"And that's why your right. Things can happen in a second, and they can never be undone.

And I have to apologize to Anna, because I never got to with my Parents."