*Carry On*

***Jimmy's POV***

Before the cab even stops, I throw a fifty at the driver and dive roll out of the car. I have to make sure all four of my little drunken man-baby cherubs are sleeping soundly in their bunks. Brian couldn't have been stupid enough to go somewhere with that chick, right? Okay, okay, so maybe I did liquor him up really good and he doesn't have a fucking clue as to what he's doing, but he loves Riz. He wouldn't cheat on her, not unless he thought that other bitch was her? No, he's not that daft. Fuck, but he is drunk!

I launch myself up the steps to the bus, easy clearing them in one swift motion with my long legs. Come on, there's one asshole, two assholes. My blue eyes meet the unconscious forms of Johnny and Zacky, both right where I left them. Johnny is passed out in the middle of the floor while Zacky is still sprawled across the table, but they aren't my concern.

"Brian?" I yell, making my way towards the back of the bus as panic sets in. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" I hiss, feeling like the worst friend on the face of the earth. How could I just up and leave him with some chick? Oh, I know, I was thinking with my dick and was super excited to marry Tempty. Fuck both her and Riz are going to kill me. Well, I hope there is lots of beer in that place in the sky cause I'm 'bout to kiss my skinny ass goodbye.

As I run like a maniac through the back of the bus, I find Matt drunkenly whacking his weasel. Come on, man, at least close your fucking curtain. I don't need to see your fucking horse wee-wee...again! "Have you seen Brian?" I ask, looking out Matt's bunk window to avoid eye contact with the Cyclopes in Matt's left hand. His swimming hazels look up at me in concern.

"Haner?" He slurred, still shamelessly pulling the saluting monster. I guess he loses all boundaries when he's drunk off his ass. I make a mental note never to come back here again when he's drunk until I hear him sawing wood. "Do I know him?" Oh, fuck me backwards with Tempty's hair straightener thing! Matt is fucking useless right now.

"Go to sleep," I sigh and rip his bunk curtain shut. No one needs to see his one eyed monster.

"Brian!?" I yell again, flying to both the master bedroom and the bathroom to find them both deserted. "No! No! No! This can't be fucking happening!" I scream before launching myself back off the bus, my eyes widely scanning the parking lot. Come on, where is he? His drunk ass couldn't have stumbled off by itself. Hell, I'm positive that he is too drunk to even stumble around. I left him in a crawling state!

It's then that I spot a car with its break lights on and I sprint towards it. I let out a small sigh of relief as I see Brian's skunked over in the passenger seat, dead to the world. Well, at least he's not doing anything stupid but who the hell put him in the car?! As I continue to run toward the car that is now moving in front of me, I catch sight of the drive.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" I scream, my eyes meeting those evil blue that belong to none other than Aubrey Sameulson. What the fuck does she think she's doing? She just can't show up out of nowhere and kidnap my best friend! What the hell is this bitch thinking? Oh, I'm so going to kill her and will happily spend the rest of my life in jail...that is if they can find the body. "COME BACK HERE YOU FUCKING BITCH!!"

Unfortunately, my long legs are no match for a car and I collapse forward with my hands on my knees as I try to catch my breath. "BRIAN!!" I scream again but I know it's no use because he is in the devils clutches. "No. No. No. No! This can't be fucking happening!" I pant as I pull my phone out of my pocket, only to see that I don't have any service right here. "Fuck!" I hiss and angrily spike my iPhone into the ground, only to see it smash into what seems like a million pieces. Okay, maybe that wasn't my best decision. I really need to learn to control my anger.

I gap as I reach down at the ground, trying to pick up the pieces and praying that the phone still works. Nope, I killed my baby! Noo! How on earth am I going to be the best uncle on the face of the earth if I can't even take care of my phone? I know I didn't pass health class where I had to take care of my egg child, but that was because Brian thought it would be a good idea to eat Eggburt for breakfast. I still miss that little egg...

Shit, how is this all going to work out? I am the worst best friend on the face of the earth and now I can't even call Tempty or Riz to tell them what's happening! I let out a frustrated grow before it hits me that all the guys have phones! Maybe this isn't over until the blonde bitch screams!

I quickly make my way back up to the bus and start ransacking the place for one of their fucking phones. Come on, how hard can it be to find one? They are always stuck to their person and you couldn't go more than five steps without seeming one. But I guess today is hide your fucking phone from the person who needs it most because the little demons aren't anywhere to be seen. "Come out, come out, wherever you are little phones," I sing, digging though the couch, chair, and each of the guys bunks. "What the fuck!" I yell out of sheer frustration now. "How hard is it to find a fucking phone around here?"

It seems like hours have pasted since I watched Aubrey drive away with Brian. Shit, why am I waisting time searching for fucking phone when I should be chasing that bitch down? It's then that it hits me--we're on a fucking bus!

"That's it!" I shriek, driving toward the drivers seat. Okay, so maybe the guys told me I am never allowed to drive the bus, but I think this is an unusual circumstance that they would understand, right? I have to save Brian from the hands of mega cunt if it's the last thing I do!

I frantically scramble into the drivers seat, not even bothering to put on my seat belt before turning the keys in the ignition. Only, the bus doesn't start. It just rolls over and over but never actually catches to start. "No! NO! NO!" I bellow, trying again and again. "Why have you forsaken me universe!" I angrily slam my hand down onto the horn and hold it there in defeat, the sound deafening my ears. I can't believe I lost my best friend...

***Brian's POV***

I slowly roll over, my body aching from hear to toe and my mouth feeling like an alcoholic desert. What the fuck happen to me? I slowly peek on of my eyes open to find the morning sun baring down at me through the winds, my head throbbing painfully. This is more than just a hangover because I have never felt this bad in my entire life. I didn't even feel this bad after I single handed lay drank a bottle of scotch and Jack. Yeah, don't ask me how I'm still living, but I think it has something to do with having the best motherfucking liver on the planet.

My hand painfully runs over my faces and I try to sit up. Oh fuck, that is the biggest mistake of my life because I nearly vomit all over the bed from the sudden movement and pain. And speaking of bed, where the hell am I that has a pink floral comforter? I should be in my bunk back on the bus waiting for Kay to call with an update on her moms funeral. Oh no...what did I do?

I clench my teeth as I slowly roll over to see the back of a topless brunette sleeping next to me. If I didn't know any better, I would say it is Kay, but this girl doesn't have any tattoos. No, I didn't hook up with some chick while my girlfriend is grieving and pregnant with my kid. This all has to be some kind of nightmare!
I pinch my face but don't wake up. Shit, I'm not dreaming! What have I done?! There is no way Kay is going to forgive for whatever this is! Hell, I don't even remember leaving the bus last night! This just isn't right and I know I would have never done this on my own free will! Okay, so Synyster Gates would have but I haven't let him see the light of day other than when I am on stage! I have been so carful not to let this happen.

"Fuck..." I hiss, rolling back over and out of the bed. My bare feet hit the plush carpet floor and I stumble toward what appears to be my pants on top of the lamp. I squeeze my eyes shut, willing the nausea and stabbing pains in my body to go away. "How did this happen?" I mutter, really needed to get some water in my system. One thing I did know, I had been drunk off my ass, but alcohol couldn't have been the only culprit.

"Morning, babe." As soon as I hear that sickly sweet voice, my body tenses and I know exactly who I'm dealing with. "Did you have fun last night? I know I did," she giggles. Have fun? There is no way I fucking slept with her! I would rather cut my dick off and sell it to the highest bidder than put up with her shit again.

I didn't answer her, I just pull my clothes back on and search for my phone. I have to call Jimmy to get me out of here, but my phone is nowhere to be found. Turning back around, I see Aubrey watching me with a twisted smile on her face. What the hell is she playing at? Did t she hurt me enough already? I just don't understand why she feels the need to ruin the one good thing I had going for me!

"Why the long face, Bri-Bri?" She says with a fake pout. "Come back to bed, I know you want to. You couldn't stop screaming my name last night as you fucked my brains out. I forgot how good you were in the sack."

"There is no way I fucking slept with you," I hiss through gritted teeth. I can feel my anger and frustration rising which only makes my body ache more. What the hell did this bitch do to me?

Aubrey laughs musically as she sits up, not bothering to cover up her fully exposed breasts. I'm happy to say that she doesn't turn me on in the slightest because my hatred for her runs so deep. I have to get out of here before I get arrested for murder.

"Oh, I wouldn't be too sure, love," she sneers. "And don't you want this?" I turn back around to see my phone in her nasty little fingers.

"What the fuck are you doing with my phone?" I rage, trying to rip it out of her hand but she is too quick.
"Oh, we had a lovely little face-time session with your new fling last night. Though she wasn't as nearly as into it as you were..."

No...I couldn't have done that. Aubrey has to be lying!

Notes

Is Aubrey lying to Brian or did she actually face time Kaylyn with her forced hook up? If so, Would Kay notice that Brian was drugged? What is going on with Jimmy and Tempest? Did he get a hold of her or is she freaking out?