Chapter one hundred and sixty one:

When the movie was finished, Jenna removed her laptop from her bunk and set it up on the small table in the back lounge of the bus. Christy had gone inside to see Isaac, and Jenna insisted she was going to take a nap, so Jimmy had left her alone and gone inside for dinner.

She had insisted she wasn’t feeling well, but in reality, just wanted to be left alone.

Once her computer finished starting up, she connected to the internet and went straight into her email. She had three emails, two of which were junk. She was about to delete all three when she discovered a name she recognized.

She clicked the link, and opened it.
The only words on the page were “Leave the tour, or die, bitch.”

Jenna didn’t even notice she was holding her breath until she felt a sharp pain in the center of her chest.

She exhaled in a sharp gasp which startled even her. She deleted the email as quickly as she could, removing it from the trashcan so she would never have to look at it again.
She sat staring at her email inbox for a moment, unsure of what to do next, and slightly afraid of where she might go.

Jenna was suddenly interrupted by a yogurt cup being placed next to her arm on the table. She looked at the cup, then up at the person standing next to her. 

Taylor held out a spoon to her. She slipped it from his fingers gingerly. “Thank you.” She admitted quietly. “How did you know?”

He sighed heavily and sat down next to her. “It’s the only thing you’ve eaten in weeks.”

“That’s not true.” Jenna said, slowly peeling back the lid so she wouldn’t have to look at him.
”Fine, then it’s the only thing I’ve seen you eat in weeks.”

Jenna sighed. “Don’t start this.”

“Well, when would you like me to bring it up? Because everyone else is eating and suddenly you’re not feeling well, and you’ve got to lie down.”

“Taylor, I’m fine. And no offense but you’re not exactly around all of the time to watch me, are you?”

“No… but…”

“My point exactly, she moved to slide out from behind the table, but couldn’t as Taylor was blocking her.

“You can still tell me what’s going on, is this some sick diet you’re on? Because it’s not healthy!”

“It’s not a diet, and I’m not sick. I eat absolutely fine. Ask Becky and Christy.”

“I intend to.” He paused and lost the confrontational tone in his voice. “I’m your friend too, and you can tell me.”

“There’s nothing to tell!” She argued. “I don’t know why we’re having this conversation.”

“Because I care about you, and I’m worried, just like everyone else is.”

“Well, they shouldn’t be.”

After a long pause, Taylor sighed in exasperation. “Will you at least come in and spend time with all of us before we go on stage?”

“Yeah.” She quickly closed her laptop and followed him to the front of the bus.

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Christy had broken away from the body guard long enough to use the washroom. Or at least that had been her excuse to leave.

Instead, she kept walking past the washroom and into the stage area.

The boys were about halfway through their set, and Christy weaved her way through the crowd.

She stopped in the middle, next to the sound booth and watched the boys on stage. All three were completely drenched in sweat, but appeared to be having a good time. She caught Isaac’s eye and waved subtly.

His smile widened considerably, and he moved away from the microphone to play a solo.  Christy clapped eagerly, happy just to see him enjoying himself to such an extent.

She checked the time on her cell phone which was clutched in her hand. She had to be back before anyone realized she was gone.

She wandered throughout the crowd, weaving through the groups of fans, some giving her odd looks. She barely noticed.  

Christy watched from there, enjoying the show, and dancing slightly in place, and nearly forgot that she was meant to be somewhere else.

When the song finished, she quickly made her way back through the doors towards the backstage area, smiling politely and flashing her pass at two bouncers who were standing on either side of the door. She practically ran down the hall to the VIP room where Becky and Jen were waiting with the bodyguard.

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