“Shh… it’s okay,” I hear her say. “I have you.”
“No, wait—” I launch sideways, the move so abrupt that I crash into a body. My knees hit the floor, though if it wasn’t for the pressure, I don’t think I would have felt it. I’m entirely numb, entirely possessed.
Vomit lurches into my throat. I hear it splat onto the floor, feel a wetness hit my fingers.
Get up.
You have to find Zeb.
I try. God, I fucking try. Even as my palms seem to drag beneath me, I can’t latch onto anything. My muscles aren’t working. I’m nothing more than a rag doll at the feet of strangerswho seem to be speaking loudly over me. I can’t distinguish one voice from the other, can hardly make out words as they muffle in my ears.
All except one.
“—back the fuck up, or they’ll be taking you out of here on a stretcher too,” I hear them say.
The tone is firm, entirely unwavering. However, I know it isn’t any of the guys. I know it isn’t someone from our tour team. I can’t entirely place it…
Body heat presses to my back. My torso is lifted off the ground, knees curling beneath me. I try to back out of their grasp; however, I can’t control any part of my body.
Panic grabs me.
Zeb.
Reed.
Help.
Help me.
I don’t know who this new person is, but I know the other girl was trying to take me out of here. I can’t go with her, and I can’t go with this person. I need to find the band. I need my guys.
I try to squirm out of their grasp as fear weaves through me. I think tears form in my eyes as I start to plead.
“My band… I need… I can’t—”
“She’s with me—”
“Not anymore,” the person says.
My feet leave the ground, and the person scoops me into their arms. Blue hair flashes in what’s left of my sight line. A black mask covers most of their face, ice blue contacts on their eyes.
Blue hair…
I can’t feel my legs, my face…
Vomit hiccups in my throat. I think I puke.
“It’s okay,” the person says. “I have you, rockstar.”
The world turns dark before I can take another breath.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
BONNIE
“You’re too nice,”Mads is saying to Reed when we get back.
“What does the fucker want this time?” Zeb asks as we go through the door.
