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When Roses Grow Black Chapter 30 Kevin was no where on the bus so I figured he must have stepped out of the bus to find out what the problem was. I stepped out of the tour bus and squinted my eyes at the bright light. It was then I noticed I wasn't in my own clothes. I wasn't in the hospital gown either, though. My eyes went wide as I realized someone had changed me when I was sleeping. My mouth went dry as I knew there were only five people that I knew of that could have done it, cause it wasn't me. I was now in a pair of gray sweat pants and a big T-shirt which looked more like a dress on me. I also had my own shoes on. I smirked at this because they must have known only where the shoes were at the time, and not the rest of my stuff. "Kevin?" I called out barely raising my voice from it's normal volume. I looked around me as I walked around the tour bus. We were in the middle of some woods somewhere. As I completed the circle and walked back to the door I realized there was no way the bus could have gotten here. There wasn't a trail in the woods of broken tree branches, and the bus wasn't even damaged. I listened and I didn't hear anything. We were on the highway before, and I couldn't hear any cars going by. "Kevin?" I called out a little loud this time. I had no idea where he was and I was getting creeped out just by thinking of how we got here in the first place. Chills ran through me as I went to reach behind me for the doorknob so I could go back inside. I reached out to where it should have been while I continued to look around. My hand didn't grab anything but air. I gasped as I almost lost my balance, but quickly recovered it. I turned around expecting the bus to be gone because that was what seemed to be happening lately. I let out the breath I had been holding in as I turned and saw I was only further away from the bus than I had originally thought. We know so little about the world around us that we get scared thinking of the things we don't know. Or the things in life that we aren't sure about. Some of us get scared when they think of the idea of them not being in control of their own lives. We have to turn around and face our fears on our own. We need to accept what fate has in store for us. A great man once said "There is nothing to fear, but fear itself." I don't know who that great man was, but if I ever find out I'll tell you. I was so young, almost innocent. What is innocence, though? Where does it begin and when does it end?? Is it gone the first time we speak? At our first kiss? Or are people innocent all their lives and only perceive themselves not to be? Does it take a horrible wrong to rob us of our innocence or is it taken away the day we develop guilt? I was a teenager. I could have been both, I think. I was young enough to not fully understand the world, but old enough to have too many sins. I stepped into the tour bus and with one last glimpse of the woods, I shut the door tightly behind me. "Where's Kevin?" I asked as I joined the guys in the kitchen. Brian looked up from where he was cooking eggs, "He said something about a log cabin a little bit away when he was in here a minute ago." Nick winced as Howie removed the dressing from his left shoulder as he stared out the window. "You sure Kev didn't hit his head too hard in the crash?" He winced again as Howie removed a bandage too fast. "Sorry," I heard Howie mumble and figured it was probably his thousandth time saying it. "Dude, must you do that at the table? That is so gross!" AJ complained as he watched Howie clean Nick's wound. "Then stop watching, Bone," Brian chuckled as he divided the eggs into six plates. AJ didn't respond, instead he just made disgusted faces from where he sat across from Nick and Howie. I couldn't believe that these guys could act as if this were a perfectly normal situation. We were smack in the middle of some creepy deserted woods, had no clue where we were, and they were getting ready to eat breakfast like any normal day!!! "Are you guys crazy!?!?!?!" I suddenly blurted out of no where. Everyone and everything stopped and all attention turned to me. Suddenly, awkwardness overcame me and I couldn't look anyone in the eye. I silently regretted saying anything. "What are you talking about, Rose??" Brian asked as he put the dishes of eggs slowly down onto the table. "Why are you guys able to act so normal in the situation that we're in?" I asked ludicrously. I only got blank stares, not exactly the reaction I had hoped for. Nick slowly stood up and walked so he was next to me, looking me in the eyes. There was a glimmer of amusement hidden in his baby blues that I only caught for a second as another unidentifiable emotion drowned it out. "You think it's not at the top of our minds, too?" He asked me softly and I was ashamed to continue match his stare. "Rose," he lifted my face from looking at the ground to looking at him, "We have to eat. So B-Rok was cooking so we can keep going. Kev went out to see how we got here. Howie was helping me with me shoulder, and AJ was just being AJ." I let out a sigh which held a mixture of guilt and relief. I only hoped I wasn't the only one who thought and worried about this that much. I tried to remember when I became such a worrier. When I was younger I would take any challenge given to me. I would do any thing I wanted and not care of the consequences of my actions. I guess that's why everyone loves being a kid, except kids. You only realize how lucky you were when you gain all the responsibility you can handle. I supposed that's what growing up did. I tore my gaze away from Nicks eyes and looked at the ground as I thought. Suddenly, something in my mind clicked. Did Brian say something about a log cabin? Slowly my memory registered why these woods creeped me out so much. The dreams, the past lives. My eyes widened as I slowly looked at the guys who were still staring at me. "Oh, My, God!" I exclaimed in a whisper and they each gave me a strange look. "What?" Howie verbalized their responses for them. He slowly stood up, as if that would make me spit it out quicker. "We have to get to Kevin!" I demanded as my brain processed my thoughts. I had no idea how this could even be possible. We were in the U.S.A, not Europe. There was never any kingdoms here in America, only Native American Empires. Then how? "What's going on? Rose?!" Howie called out as he chased after me out of the tour bus, the others on our heels. Howie grabbed my shoulder to stop me from pacing around while searching for the cabin Kevin had taken off or. I didn't see anything but woods all around. "In our dreams-" I cut myself off, "past lives, we were in a log cabin after the battle. The cabin was in the woods. We have no clue as to how we got down here, right? The driver of the bus is missing, right? We aren't anywhere near a high way because I can't hear the cars. Where else in the world could we be?? How the hell our lives once took place in America, I have no clue! But we should find this cabin and Kevin!" I was close to hysterical, hell I probably was hysterical. I had completely forgotten that Nick, Howie and Brian didn't know about the past lives discovery. Their jaws dropped simultaneously and I heard someone gasp. I had thought they had figured it all along. These past two day's events were finally catching up to all of us. Reality can be so harsh. We think we have a handle on our own fate and then something happens to cause us to doubt that. We were finally accepting this as real. We always knew it was, but we wouldn't allow it to be completely. We continued to await to wake up from it, and have the past week all be a dream. Just a very long, disturbing dream. The matter of the fact was it was real. It couldn't have been more real. Our lives were in danger, the pain we were to face, the emotional and mental confusion and hurt, all of it would have a lasting effect on each of us. It was time to wake up, and accept what was in store for us.Next: Chapter 31 |