Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own Grojband of any of the characters

(No One's POV)

It was late in the evening in Peaceville, and all was quiet. Well, all except for one garage. Currently, the Newmans were practicing to become a bigger and better band than their rivals, Grojband. They had been practicing for hours, and they were all tired. As they finished the last note, they all sighed in relief.

"Great practice, Newmans." Carrie, leader of the Newmans, said. "I think we all deserve a break."

"I'll say." Larry said, looking at his hands. "I can barely feel my fingers anymore!" Carrie looked over at the twins to see them slumped against each other, back to back, fast asleep. Larry looked over at them as well.

"Not a bad idea…" He yawned. Just looking at her tired band mates caused a wave of drowsiness to wash over Carrie.

"Maybe you should head home and get some sleep." She told Larry. He nodded and walked over to the twins to wake them up. They reluctantly got up and, as they were leaving, Larry turned around and waved at Carrie.

"Bye, Care. See ya tomorrow." She smiled and waved back.

"See you tomorrow." After they left, Carrie was alone. She left to go to her room. But, when she opened the door that led from the garage to the house, her dad was waiting for her with his arms crossed. The strong smell of alcohol told her all she needed to know.

(Larry's POV)

The next morning, I went over to Carrie's for practice. The garage door was closed, so I knocked on it. A couple minutes passed, and no answer. I looked around, confused. Where is she? Where are the twins? I shrugged and walked over to the front door. I knocked on it a couple times before I heard stomping and cursing. The door was suddenly swung open by her father. He glared at me.

"What do you want?" He asked angrily. I shrunk a little.

"Uh, do you know where Carrie is?" His expression became angrier.

"Who cares?!" He said, slamming the door in my face. I was dumbstruck. What just happened, and why was her dad so mad? I sat down on her porch steps, and pulled out my phone. I texted her, asking where she was. I waited, but she didn't text back. What the hell was going on?! I exhaled deeply in frustration and got up. Might as well head home. As I was walking home, I kept checking my phone in hopes of getting a text from her, but no such luck. Tomorrow, I'll try again.

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my phone. I groggily reached for it, and looked at it. There was a text from Carrie saying that there was practice today. I mentally cheered as I got up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and stretching. I changed into my regular clothes, and put on my combat boots.

I ran downstairs and out the door, not even bothering to eat breakfast. I ran all the way there. Once her house came into view, I finally slowed my pace. I noticed that the garage door was open today. Yes! I reached her house and walked right into the garage, where I saw her by herself. I guess the twins haven't arrived, yet. Perfect. I could ask her what the deal was yesterday. She was sitting on an amp, tuning her guitar, when I walked up to her. She looked at me and smiled.

"Oh, hey, Larr." She said happily.

"Hey, Care. I have a question."

"What is it?"

"Uh, what happened yesterday? You weren't here, so…" I noticed that her face fell slightly, but she perked up again.

"Oh, don't worry about it. I was just…really busy. Yeah."

"What about your dad? He seemed pretty ticked." I saw her shudder, but she kept smiling.

"Oh, he was just grumpy. You know how he gets when he drinks…" She kind of muttered the last part, like she was saying it to herself. I nodded, deciding not to pry. It's her business. Suddenly, Konnie ran in, followed by her sister.

"Hey, guys! We're here!" Konnie said excitedly. Carrie hopped off the amp.

"Then let's get started, shall we?"

After a few hours of practice, we had everything down perfectly. Afterwards, we started to leave, but before I did, I looked back to see Carrie with a slightly withdrawn expression. I just knew something had to be wrong. She's never like this. Carrie was always such a proud person, but she's been acting strange lately. I turned around and walked over to her.

"Carrie?" I said, getting her attention. She looked at me.

"What?"

"Are you okay?" She looked at me with slight annoyance, now.

"I said I was fine, Larry."

"You don't look fine."

"Look, just leave me alone. It's nothing." She said, starting to walk off. I gave up, and started to leave. Suddenly, I heard a thump, and turned to look at the source of the noise. I saw Carrie on the ground. I ran up to her.

"Care, what happened?"

"I tripped on that stupid cord!" She said, looking at one of the cords on the ground like it had offended her. She tried to prop herself up, but hissed in pain. I guess she had fallen on her arm. I tried to grab her arm to pull her up, but she wouldn't let me touch it. Instead, she used her other arm to help her stand up, slightly hiding the other one. I looked at her, confused, but shrugged it off. I was about to ask if anything was hurt, but then I saw her arm, and what looked like…blood?! Before she could do anything, I snatched her arm from behind her back. A portion of her white sleeve was covered in red.

"No!" She said, trying to pull her arm out of my grasp. I knew she was stronger than me, so I pulled up the sleeve quickly to see what the source of the blood was before she had the chance to take her arm back. What I saw shocked me.

What was Carrie hiding?

What did Larry see that shocked him?

Find out in the next chapter!