Hey babes! So I know there are a lot of things that don't make sense like how Gunther doubts ceces love for him even though she constantly reassures him. Everything will be explained! If you have any questions feel free to ask! ALSO, Rockys parents were told by Ty about the camping thing, it will be explained now. I got some wonderful feedback from smilinginthedark! I will so work with it! And huge shout out to λma homie mystery555 she is amaz-beans def check her stories out right now. Kk. Here we go!

CeCe POV

My world is spinning.

The world is so unclear.

Everything looks like a blurr and every time I close my eyes I get these visions.

Of Rocky.

And Deuce.

My two best friends, being tortured. Terrible things are being done to them.

But somehow I can never point out what happens where.

It's painful, and I pretend it isn't.

It makes me want to crawl into my grave and say goodbye.

But something stops me-faith, hope. The two worst things in the world. Because no matter what happens, there is always a part of you that can't wait.

A part of you that is screaming with joy!

A part of you that always reminds you, "hey it isn't over."

But that's the thing.

It never is.

And this hell I live in reminds me everyday.

My best friend.

Gone.

Like that. Can I just loose faith? I wish.

And now, well what else can I do but head to Ty's? And fake a smile for his parents to see?

Wonderful.

I'm surprised me and Gunther aren't going together. I mean what's the point?

If he isn't gonna put an effort into us, why should I? He has been acting like he's been doing me a favor by being with me?

I swear if he's cheating...I'll...well...I don't know what I'll do. Ill go nuts.

There we go. Anyway, yep. To Ty's! "

Walking out of my room, big school bag in hand, I go over and hug my mom.

"Bye mommy. Ill see you soon."

I'm on the verge of tears.

Of course she can tell she's my mom.

"Hey," she says with a chuckle, "hey, don't worry. Ill be right here when you get back."

The fact that she says when not if makes me happy.

And gives me the disgusting feeling of hope.

" hey, baby, c'mon, it's just a trip," she continues patting my head, "when did you say you were getting back, again?"

Aw. Now here's something I haven't thought about.

Whiping my tears (not so my mother could see, though), I say, " Um, well, no more than a month..."

"WHAT?!" She is exploding.

"Cecelia Amanda Jones! I never agreed to that and you must be out of your mind if you think-"

"It will be supervised..." I lie.

She raises her eyebrow as if to ask,

"And by who would that be?"

"Mr. Blue." Lie. Lie. I keep piling up lies.

"Why don't I just call her right now...then?"

Ugh why does she have to make everything so difficult?

Umm...okay...think fast!

Ok knowing mom it'll probably take about 1 or 2 minutes for mom to find her phone and 30 seconds for her to text Mrs. Blue...so?

Ah. Got it.

I'll text Tinka.

Ce- Hey Tinka 911 sorry bout last night my moms gonna call you pretend to be mrs blue and go along

With the story she says. Thanks ily

Tink- hey Ce yea last nite ws bs. Sure thing.

Perfect!

"Hey Mom, hey!"

My mom turns around raising her eyebrows clearly annoyed.

"Um... I have Mrs. Blue...right here...on my phone, why waste time looking for yours when you can call now? Oh and um, by the way, Mrs Blue won't be bringing her phone with her on the trip...for um...bonding purposes. So if you wanna call us, just call me."

I hand her my phone, and she surprisingly, starts to dial. YES. SCORE.

"Mom, I think you should put it on speaker...in case I should hear something..." I state.

My mom doesn't take waste a minute.

She immediately puts the phone on speaker, scared of what could happen if I missed something meant for me to hear.

"Hello?" Tinka says in her most convincing Mrs. Blue voice.

Oh crap. We're screwed!

She sounds horrible.

But, believe it or not, my mom buys it. I can't tell if my moms guilting us to see how long we will keep it up, or she genuinely believes.

But by all the questions my

Mom asks, I'm going with the second one.

"Hi Marie! It's Georgia! So Ce told me about you chaperoning on the trip they're going on...?"

"Yes." Tinka seems relieved to finally know what is happening, " I will be watching them. Don't worry Goergia, nothing gets past me."

I can't help but chuckle and my mom shoots me a stare.

They talk some more about the trip and Tinka seems eager to just get off the phone.

But all I can think about is how late we can be at Ty's.

Worried, I go to text him but then remember my mom is using my

Phone. I excuse myself from the room and go to use the house phone. Walking to the bathroom, I pass by Flynn's room.

That's odd.

I walked right by.

And he didn't even make one sarcastic remark. Okay, that seals it.

Something is up.

Being the wonderful big sister I am, I go sit on his bed.

"Hey 'lil bro. What's up?" And I don't just ask to get away a guilt feeling, I genuinely want to know and anyone who argues otherwise doesn't know me.

"Julia..." He chokes through his sob. Uh oh. Julia's his girlfriend. Breakup?

"Baby," I say placing an arm over his shoulder.

"No, you don't understand..."

"I know breakups are hard," I confirm.

"It wasn't a break up!" He shouts pushing my arm off him, crying even more.

"What? What happened then?"

"They took her..."

WHAT?

"She's gone, I, I don't know the details. Just that she was home alone...and then...gone," he's sobbing again.

"Shh," I put my arm around him again.

"There was a note...something about someone taking her to ridge wood something," he says as if what he is saying doesn't matter.

Oh but it does. It matters so, so very much. Matters. It matters.

" sweetie, do you wanna come camping with us?" I say knowing he could use the company.

"Sure," he crokes.

"Okay, we're leaving in a few so pack up only necessities."

With that I kiss his forehead and walk out his room.

"Hey mom..." I say walking into the kitchen.

"Oh, hey," she says looking up from her work, "hey. So I talked to Rocky's mom. It's all good. I'm just gonna miss you so much sweetie pie. Why are you guys even doing this?"

"Well," I start, " we are doing this because it seemed like a fun thing to do. And um, I was wondering, can Flynn join us?"

My moms eyes widen and I continue, "please mom please. C'mon you know I am a responsible adult I'm almost 18! I can do this! Plus Mrs. Blue will be there! C'mon!"

Pushing a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, my mom shoots me a warning glance as if to say, "stop nagging I'm thinking." And so, I stop. Don't wanna mess with momma. So?

I raise my eyebrows questioningly.

"Fine," she finally says.

I hug her and kiss her cheek so many times I loose count, "Thank you Thank you Thank you! I love you I love you I love you!" I smile, which shows that I almost forget why we're even going.

"Okay, well, I'll get Flynn," I say running to his room.

"C'mon Flynn lets go!"

With that, he runs out and stands next to me.

We hug our mom, all of us teary eyed, and then leave.

So, we're in the cab on the way to Ty's, when Flynn goes, "Why did you ask me to come?"

He deserves to know. I have to tell him. After all, the same thing that happened to my best friend happened to his girlfriend.

So with that in mind, I sigh, and then I tell him. Everything. Every image. Every question. Every little detail.

Before I know it, we're here. And it's about 12:00pm so we should get going and be in Ohio for our first stop soon after we leave, and then, we'll be on our way to the woods.

I've been thinking about this when we reach the elevator, and I'm interrupted by a Flynn, "Ce, what floor are we going to?"

Instead of responding, I push the button which takes us to the 19th floor.

The ride up the elevator is silent. Me staring at the door and Flynn texting someone. And then, we're here. We reach the apartment.

I go to knock on the door but I see Gunther and Tinka waiting outside. I shoot them a questioning look as if to ask what is wrong and go over to kiss Gunther.

Magical.

Not.

Why isn't he kissing back?

Tinka throws her head back to the door and I move closer to the door to get a better understanding of the conversation on the other side of the wall.

So it was gonna be longer, but then I'm like nah. So yeah r&r ily all so much from the pit in my soul