"Take her away!" He orders his men while he looks at me angry.
"What's up?" I ask him but he doesn't answer and goes away.
What does everyone have tonight?
On the way to the hotel, I tell the guys about the fucking groupie and my anger explodes both because of the lack of security attention and because I can't reach Angel.
Arriving at the hotel, we get out of the car as Gabe approaches and seems to be looking for someone in the car.
"Gabe? What have you lost?"
"Nothing, I thought Angel was with you."
"Why did you ever think that?"
"Because I saw her backstage half an hour ago."
His words are like a cold shower. "Ryan, have you seen Angel tonight?"
He doesn't answer but his gaze is hard. "Yes, sir. She was with Chris."
"And where are they now?" I ask nervous.
"They'll be at the airport by now."
"At the airport?" I ask surprised as a strange presentiment creeps into my thoughts. "Shit! She saw it, didn't she?"
"Yes sir, she ran away crying." A stab would have hurt less.
"Take me to the airport now!" I tell him, pulling out my cell phone, calling her. I get the voice mail answers for the umpteenth time.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
"Ryan, I don't know her; that crazy woman jumped on me!" I tell him, seeing his hard expression.
"You owe me no explanations, sir."
"Argh! Shit!" I punch at the door.
We run inside the airport and they tell us that the jet is on the runway waiting for permission to take off.
I run like a madman toward the window, and I see the SMD emblem on the side and the plane picking up speed on the runway and finally taking off.
This is a nightmare. I need to vent my fucking anger!
She can't really believe I'd cheat on her like that!
I take out my cell phone and call her, but she goes straight to the fucking voice mail.
I dial Gabe's number who answers on the first ring.
"Have you reached her?"
"No, Gabe, I arrived late, it took off a little while ago."
"The boys said they were distracted by a drunk boy and that's how they think she sneak in." Gabe informs me.
"Gabe, I need to go to her, I'm going back to LA."
