The Last Cut

Chapter 53

A/N: Sorry guys! Harper was sick:( and we had semester finals! But we are done with those now! And this chap is the dramaticest one ever! Holy shit!! Seriously guys comment on this!!!!

xXHarper - Ali

Me - Dis

We Do Not Own The Bands

THIS IS NOT THE END!!

Alice POV

I woke up holding my head and groaned.

What the hell had happened?

I looked around and saw I was on the bus and I looked at the small microwave on the counter an it read 12:45.

I swung my legs over the side of the bunk and my feet touched the cool hardwood floors. I gently walked over to the bathroom trying not to fall. When I got to the bathroom I looked in the mirror and my eyes were pink and puffy.

What the hell happened?

"You were crying in your sleep." A deep voice told me.

I jumped startled. I looked over and saw a very tired looking Ron leaning on the wall in the hallway outside of the bathroom.

"What happened?" I asked quietly. All I can remember is something about a phone call.

"You don't remember?" he asked.

"All I can remember is something about a phone call. Everything after that is blank."

"Alice." he told me using my first name."you got a call from the Missouri State prison."

Everything came rushing back all at once. "Oh god Ron. He said he's coming for me as soon as he gets out." I whispered.

"That's what you told us right before you went out." he softly.

"How long have I been out?" I asked.

"Well you passed out about 8:50 and then when Dahvie and Jayy got off stage they drove you to an urgent care center because you still weren't awake. They told us by the time they got you to the center you were in and out of consciousness and the doctor said that you were having some sort of post traumatic stress reaction." he explained."The doc. gave you a shot of something that made you pass out and stay asleep. Your on some medication for a week and he recommended you take therapy or time to talk about it with someone."

"So I've been out of it for about 4 hours?" I asked.

"Yeah." He told me and then he got a sad serious look on his face."Ali who called you?"

I took a deep shake breath and told said. "Lane. Lane is the one who called me."

"Lane's your ex that went to prison isn't he?"

"Yeah. He's was supposed to get out 2 months ago and he tried to kill his cell mate and he got another year." I told him.

"If he's supposed to be in another 10 months how is he getting out soon?" he asked.

"I don't know. I told you I really don't care what happens to the demonic asshole." I explained.

"What's his full name?" Ron asked me.

"Lane Porter."

Ron typed in the name on his iPhone.

I walked over to my bunk and grabbed a pair of shorts and a black tee. I slipped back into the bathroom and changed and walked out. I went back to my bunk and laid down and told Ron if he found anything interesting to tell me in the morning.