James Cassells/Sam Bettley (and some Brusnop)

Part 10

This part is more brusnop-ish and may be sad...So I apolagize in advance (please don't hate me)

Sam's P.O.V

I shuffled in the hotel bed and my hand instinctively looked for James. I only felt cold space. I shot up, suddenly wide awake. I looked around the bedroom and noticed I was alone, the fucker left. I know I wasn't an example but he could at least don't act like I did. I got up and took a quick shower, what could have I done wrong yesterday? Was it to punish me because I brought this girl? I don't think so because he did the same yesterday. I got out of the hotel, bag on the shoulder and went to our tour bus.

Cameron was outside, he was on the phone and looked pretty nervous, pacing around and biting his nails. I walked up to him and shot him a confused look, he kissed me quickly on the forehead and turned back to his phone calls. I got in our bus and was even more confused, Ben was on the sofa, staring into space like he was high and he didn't moved a bit. James was in front of him, looking at him worriedly. James turned to me and the atmosphere in the bus adding to the tension between us was making it even worse. I swear you could cut the tension in there with a knife.

"What's going on?" I asked hesitantly, I didn't really dare to speak up so it more came out as a whisper. James opened his mouth to answer but Ben cut him before he could even make a sound.

"I'll tell you what's fucking going on, my fucking boyfriend left the band with a shitty note and we have no idea where he is" his voice was screaming 'hatred' but nothing showed on his face but some sort of trance. Like he mind understood but his body could quite put up with what was happening. I turned to James who hand me a piece of paper, crump in a ball, I think Ben did it. I opened the paper and read: 'I'm leaving the band. I'm sorry. Don't hate me.'

I knew Danny was a fucked up guy but I thought he still had some dignity left. Apparently not. I turned to Ben and sat next to him. I didn't touch him but I think just sitting next to him could show him the support he needed. He was way too calm, like he could flip off at any time and beat anyone up. I looked at James who was also looking at Ben, Cam got in the bus. James and I turned to him and Ben still didn't move. Cameron shook his head, no one knows where this bitch is, he left with a fucking note, Ben is a mess, and we don't have a lead singer anymore. Fucking great.

We got calls from everyone, the venues, managers, the house record and of course other band members. Around noon we heard a knock on the bus door, James got up and opened the door. His face went to straight to fucking mad. He pulled the person in by the collar, rather roughly and punched him right in the nose. Danny looked up at all of us. I looked at Ben and James stormed out of the bus. Ben was now showing all his hatred and madness, it was scary, Ben is such a joyful person usually that negative emotions didn't fit his face. He got up and ran to Danny. Dan still hadn't moved and was looking at the floor with a bleeding lip.

Ben shoved Danny against the door and looked like he was about to kill him, but they just looked at each other, having another silent discussion. Ben punched Danny in the nose and shook him, maybe trying to bring him back to reason. Ben punched him again and got back to his angry staring.

"You gonna do the fucking shows 'til the end of the tour and won't move an ear. Then you'll leave and won't crawl back to us. We won't take you back" Ben's voice was cold and steady compared to his action. He pushed Danny against the door and left to his bunk probably. Danny looked at us like he was expecting Cameron and I to punch him too. But there was nothing to add, Cam shook his head and I just looked away. Danny sat in his usual spot, in front of Cameron and I got up. I left the bus and was greeted by James smoking. He looked at me and away again.

"I think Danny and Ben are breaking up" I quietly spoke as I took out my own pack of cigs. James looked at me and nodded slightly. I sighed, we'll need to find another singer at the end of the tour. Ben could do it but I don't know if he's physically though enough to do the singing and guitar all the time. We smoked in silence for a bit, we needed to talk about what happened. Just as I made a sound to start speaking James made on too.

"Sam lis-" He looked at me a bit confused and shook his head. That looked like something Danny and Ben would have done if they were still together, but they would have kept on talking, practically saying the exact same thing. I cleared my throat.

"Hum, go on" he looked at me and took a deep breath, like he wasn't sure what to say anymore. He throw his cig on the ground just to light another one.

"We're not speaking about what happened last night, we better forget it" I looked at him in shock and opened my mouth but no sound came out.

"We have more important problems than our little affair and there won't be anything coming out of it by the way" now I felt like I was lost. My band was on the verge of breaking up and James was telling me he didn't like me. He looked at me one last time and got back in the bus. James was a stubborn guy, there was no way he was going back on his decision this time. I just sat outside, thinking about everything that happened today.

Cameron came outside to check on me because I've been out there for too long, my cig was long dead and it was already time for tonight's show. We made our way to the venue in a tense silence. We plaid our shows like nothing happened and Danny disappeared somewhere else right after. Cameron and James went to the nearest bar and Ben and I just went back to the bus. I was tempted to help Ben but he hated when we took pity on him and it could make things even worse.

"Don't ask me if I'm okay because the answer might be no. And if it was yes it'll be a complete lie" Ben smiled at me and I smiled back, stroking his back ever so lightly. He sighed and took a sip from the bottle of Jack in his hand. I could easily imagine what he had on his mind. I took the bottle from him and put it in the sink, he wasn't getting it back. He was too drunk already and with what happened with Danny he was kind of...weak mentally speaking (never thought I'll say that about Benjamin Paul Bruce but apparently there is always someone to make you weak).

Ben was curled up on the sofa, he looked like he was about to cry, I sat next to him and hugged him. He hugged back and sniffed loudly.

"Don't blow your nose on my shirt please" I smirked and Ben smiled. He pulled back from the hugged and his smile slowly fade. I was really sad it had ended like this between him and Danny. My mind wandered to James and I, would we have broken up like them or kept a relationship like in disney movies? Ben was drunk enough to go to bed early so I picked up the bottle from the sink and let myself drown in the alcohol and misery...

The door opened and reviled James, probably drunk too, seeing he was leaning on Cam. Shits are about to go down.