Melissa's P.O.V

"Oh no, what am I going to do?" I asked them. "Arthur has my notebook!"
"Wait, Arthur Kirkland?" Antonio asked.
"Yea I went to his concert and asked him to sign it then something came up and I had to leave!" I said hyperventilating.
"Why were you in the middle of nowhere then?" Gilbert asked.
"That's not important!" I yelled at him. He held his hands up in defense.
"Jeez just asking. *Looks like it's someone's time of month." He said. I started strangling him.
"It's not my time of month!" I screamed into his ear. Francis swerved to the side of the road and pried me off Gilbert. I was so upset I got out of the car and ran out in a random direction. Once I realized I had no way back to the city I started to run in that direction. I needed to catch Arthur before he read it. 'Maybe I too late." I thought. Tears started to form around my eyes. What if that notebook ruined his life? It'd be all my fault his family might sue me. I closed my eyes and ran as fast as I could.
~~~~~~~~The awesome power of time skip as arrived~~~~~~~~~~
I woke up and didn't know where I was. I closed my eyes and everything that had happened yesterday came flooding into my mind. 'Maybe it was a dream.' I hoped. Then I felt the muddy dirt around me. No it wasn't a dream. I had passed out of exhaustion. I got up quickly, but my head was spinning. I sat down again. I put my head down and cried. There was no point in going anywhere. I didn't want to go back to Russia. He'd torture me for the rest of my life, like always. I didn't want to go back to my friend's they'd be disappointed in me. They would hate me for making them look bad. I couldn't even go back to the bad touch trio as they called themselves. I tried to kill Gilbert. And I couldn't go to HIM. No I've probably already scarred his life just by being his fan. I've probably made him feel horrible if he's read my notebook. If he read my fan fictions then he'd think I was a wanna be and desperate. So I sat there and cried my eyes out. I didn't have a life worth keeping. I was a waste of food, air, water, and shelter. There are people who needed it more than I do. 'Fine then' I thought 'I'll do the world a favor and rid it of my presence.' I started wandering aimlessly.
Arthur's P.O.V

I woke up at around 7:00 a.m. I quickly ate some breakfast and called a limo. They picked me up at around 8:00 a.m and I told them I was looking for someone. I spent all morning and afternoon trying to find her, but I couldn't. I called Flora and asked her to help me.
"Who am I looking for?" She asked.
"The girl who I was talking to at the concert last night." I said.
"You mean the one you were thinking about last night?" She asked
"Yea," I said without thinking.
"So I was right!"
"Anyway call me if you find her," I said mentally face palming. By evening I was about ready to give up, but I decided to go down the highway which no one took. Flora came with me. I was having a nervous break down. 'What if she's hurt or worse dead!?' I thought, 'It would be all my fault!' All of a sudden the limo came to a screeching halt and I was thrown back into my seat.