No Strings Attached by Hilary Storm Page B

to pull over and I don't waste any time stepping off the bus.  I use my phone to locate where I am and begin to walk.  Luckily, I'm only a mile from a small town.  I should call the guys, but there's no way I want them to know what I've done. 
    I really deserve this.  If you act like a ho, you can't get mad when you're treated like one.  This feeling of filth is horrible.  I'll never let this happen again. 
    Is it too much to ask to be important to someone?  Why does it seem they all just want sex with no emotion?  I need to feel connected and this isn't working out for me. 
    The mile walk isn't too bad.  I'm thankful that I chose to wear my tennis shoes and not any of my heels.  That would have been torture. 
    I walk into a convenience store and purchase a water.  They have booths and a small diner, so I take a seat.  I figure it's time to sort my thoughts out and get a plan. 
    I'm about thirty miles from the venue.  I have eight hours to kill and the crew won’t be rolling into town for hours.  Using my phone to search the internet, I find a car rental place not too far down the road.  I call them to make sure they have a car available before I start to walk again.  This walk is another two miles, but I welcome the time to think about things. 
    I'm really glad it's daylight and no one bothers me during my walk.  What have I become?   Is this really me, stranded in a strange town after just having meaningless sex with yet another rock star?
     
    I take the car and begin to drive down the long, lonely highway.  My thoughts consume me and I just keep driving.  We have a break for four days coming up next week. Maybe I should take a break from everything and everyone during that time.  I never want to let the guys down no matter how badly I want to skip out.  We've worked so hard to get to this point.
    I'm just bass guitar, they can do the show without me, but it wouldn't be complete.  I decide to message Luke and tell him that I'm in the middle of nowhere.  It's not safe for me to be out here like this and no one know where I am.
    Lilly:  You were right.
    Luke:  What happened?
    Lilly:  He's an asshole.
    Luke:  Are you ok?
    Lilly:  Yeah.  I'm renting a car so I can get there tonight.
    Luke:  Where the fuck are you?
    Lilly:  A town named Henderson.  I'm ok.  I'll see you there tonight.
    Luke:  Damn it.  From now on you stay with us.  I'm going to kick his ass for letting you out of the bus.
    Lilly:  He didn't have a choice. 
    Luke:  What the hell did he do to you?
    Lilly:  Nothing I didn't deserve.
    Luke:  This convo isn't over.  I want to know how bad I'm going to beat his stupid ass.
    Lilly:  Luke, it's no big deal.  I had it coming.  It was just a blow to my ego.  I was just another notch on his drum stick and it just hit me wrong.  I had it coming.
    His reply doesn't come for a while.  It seems like he's forgotten about me, it takes him so long to come back with a message.
     
    Luke:  You deserve better.
     

 
    Chapter Eleven
    Luke
     
    I'm losing my fucking mind right now.  How the fuck can she just message saying she got off a bus in the middle of nowhere?  I should've stopped her from going last night.  Why the fuck I didn't, I'll never know.  I message Garrett to see what the hell happened, with no response. 
    I'll kill his ass if he hurt her.    
    Holden tries to locate her and says she's in a small town named Henderson.  She is obviously hours ahead of us and this will be a long-ass day of traveling and worrying about her. 
    I continue to text her throughout the day to check on her.  She found a shopping mall and killed some hours there until we could pull into the parking lot to meet up with her.  There was a rental car place nearby that we followed her to so she could drop off her car.
    The tension was very high with all of us until we could see for ourselves that she made it alright.  There hasn't been a second that’s gone by today that I