Fame Comes With A Price (In Editing Process)

The Aftermath

*Since my story is a bit complicated and some of you may have forgotten what has happened in the previous chapters, i thought i would start doing little plot reminders to jog memories of what happened in this fic in order to avoid confusion. 

***PLOT REMINDER*** 

Rob (WATIC'S drummer) has had his drumming skills put under pressure by the media. After months of intensive practice, he still hasn't improved so has informed Chucky the band manager of his descision to not drum for WATIC's headline tour. Cameron does not react well to Rob's announcement and gets upset at him and ends up storming out of the room. 

''Hey Cameron, slow down, man!'' called Mike as he struggled to keep up with Cameron. He was already making his way into the deep green forest that sorrounded WATIC basecamp. Jordan had to give up the chase with reluctance as he was only wearing socks and the nettled ground would sureley injure his feet. It was up to Mike now. His mind was still racing from that 'meeting'. He couldn't believe that Cameron had flipped out the way he did. Mike was convinced things were going to get physical if he and Jordan didn't interfere. He had never seen Cameron like that before. He felt anger and disgust towards the guy. How could Cameron turn against his freind like that?

Rob was the reason Cameron wasn't flipping burgers at some fast food place. Cameron didn't do very well at school and was working at a McDonald's before the band formed. It must have been sheer luck when Rob walked in and struck up a conversation with Cameron about his band needing a guitar player.

As Mike looked ahead of him, he was relieved to see Cameron had stopped running and was sitting on the ground with his back against a tree. He slowed down, breathing heavily. Fucking hell, that boy can run! As he got nearer to him, Mike stood above Cameron and glared at him disaprovingly. 

''What was that all about?'' asked Mike,

''I dunno what your talking about'' replied Cameron bluntly.

'' You. Suddenly going ape shit at Rob and pretty much picking him up by his collar then running out into the middle of a forrest isn't exactly acting normal.''   

''He fucking abandoned us!'' spat out Cameron with digust in his voice, ''He was lucky I didn't punch his teeth out.'' 

Mike sighed. ''Look man, I know your pissed off at Rob. Hell, we all are. But that doesn't give you an excuse to man handle him like that.''

Cameron sighed and rested his head against the tree bark. ''Your probably right dude. But shit, I can't believe he bailed on us! I know he was struggling since we played at Madison but I never even thought he would just leave us like that.''

''Yeah, it came as a surprise to all of us.'' sighed Mike. 

''Where is he now? I wanna go and talk to him. Apologise for being such a dick'' Said Cameron, standing up and brushing the dust off his clothes.

''He's probably left the studio with the way you treated him''  replied Mike.

He watched as Camerons face turned into a shameful colour of crimson.  

The guys left the green confines of the forrest and entered back into WATIC basecamp. After a quick scout of the area, Mike realised that they were the only people in the building. Everybody else must have left to try and deal with the sudden shock of a band member leaving in their own way. Everyone apart from Chucky, who was sitting on a couch in the small living room, sipping tea and staring at a blank TV screen. 

''Hey Chucky, where is everyone? This place is like deserted.'' asked Mike as he and Cameron entered the living room and took a seat on one of the leather sofa's.