A Shot In The Dark

*Shiloh’s POV**
It had been two months since I’d seen Zacky. He’d tried to reach out, but I didn’t know what else there was to say. At least, I hadn’t until now. I sat in the apartment going over in my mind how unlucky I was when it came to guys. It’s not that I’m pouting, no whining, just complete and utter disbelief. The guys were on tour from what I knew. Val had gone with them, wanting to manage their tour and what not. She said it wasn’t as glamorous as everyone thought; travelling with those boys in tight corners. I’d give anything to be with her though. She’s my best friend and this news…I stared at the stick in my hands…this is something I needed my best friend for.

‘Hey, are you up?’a text came to my phone, illuminating the screen. I shouldn’t be up, it’s only 3 am, but I needed to be sure the test I took yesterday wasn’t a false positive.

‘Hey Valley’ I replied to her, tears filling my eyes.

‘Everything okay?’ Fuck it’s like this chick had ESP or something.

‘Not really…I need to see you, to talk to you in person.’ Not a minute after I sent that text, she was calling me.

“Hello?” I answered leaning back on the couch, my free hand holding the stick; my arm across my stomach.

“What’s going on Shi?” Val asked, obviously trying to get away from the growing noise on the bus.

“Don’t fucking touch my beer Gates!” I heard Jimmy screech in the background.

“Guys, I’m on the fucking phone!” Val yelled at them, she pulled the phone away from her mouth so she wouldn’t scream in my ear.

“Who with?” The guys almost all asked simultaneously.

“It’s Shiloh, now fuck off,” She scolded the nosey boys. There was a scuffle I heard as I sat there patiently waiting, smiling slightly.

All of a sudden a new voice came through the phone, “Shiloh!” Jimmy said happily, obviously drunk. “I Miss you, when are you gonna come see me? I have so much to tell you and show you and you’re still my best friend.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at Jimmy’s enthusiasm, “I hope it will be soon, Jim.”

“Like today?” Jimmy asked excitedly.

“Possibly, let me talk to Val,” I smiled knowing that I atleast had made an impression on him.

“Okay! See you soon!” Jimmy relinquished the phone to a laughing Val.

“You’re coming out here today?” She asked me when she got back on the phone, obviously having laughed at Jimmy.

“I considered it…” I said honestly. “I think I’m in trouble Val, and I need some help figuring out what to do.”

“Shi, what happened?” She asked concerned.

“It’s a long story, can I meet you somewhere today?” I asked looking up their tour schedule on my computer.

“Uh yeah, we’re in Kansas City,” Val smiled.

“Those boys haven’t been to sleep yet have they?”

“Unfortunately no,” Val sighed.

I chuckled, “That will be good for us. Is it an off day?” I asked already knowing the answer.

“No, but they don’t have to be up for soundcheck until like 4, I think,” She replied, double guessing herself.

I laughed, “They better get to bed then.” She chuckled and there was a pause, ”It may come in handy for us though.”

“Shi, now you’re really starting to worry me,” Val sounded like she was almost pleading for an answer.

“I’m fine Val, just need my best friend,” I tried to reassure her.

“Okay,” she knew I was lying but it wasn’t the time to fight and she knew that. “Go to the airport, I’ll get your ticket secured.”

“Thanks Val, I love you,” I told her, wiping a tear that had popped out.

“I love you too, I will see you later, I’ll pick you up from the airport.”

“I’ll see you then.” We disconnected the phone call, I knew she was concerned, but I wasn’t able to bring myself to say it over the phone. Not while she was around all of them.

I quickly went up to my room and packed a bag, calling a cab when I was ¾ of the way done. I had Breaking Benjamin playing on my stereo as I got ready, dressing warm. I knew it wasn’t as warm in Kansas as it was in California. Even though it was the end of April, I didn’t expect it to exceed 65 degrees in the Midwest.

Val sent me the details to my flight, looked like she literally got me on the next flight out. One that was a 5 hour flight; which would put me in Kansas around 2:15 pm. I instructed the cab driver that I needed to get to LAX as soon as possible. Usually it would be an hour to an hour and a half drive; however, with the time of the morning it was, the morning commute hadn’t began. The PCH was fairly empty at this time of morning and when we arrived at LAX, I had about 45 minutes to get through security (which was painless) and get to the gate. God I hoped I wasn’t making a mistake.

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