"Alright Miss. Hart, you're clear to go." The detective announced. I took a deep breath. I was relieved to be completely done with all this questioning on the death of Taylor.

"I still may possibly have to testify in court correct?" I choked out. I was also nervous. I couldn't do this. Taylor shouldn't be dead. None of this should be happening, we should be happily on tour, Taylor along with us.

"That's correct, but there is a good possibly you'll be asked to. Go now so we can begin to interview A Day To Remember." The detective said with a wave of his hand. I nodded and got out of my seat. I pushed in my chair before leaving the room. As I walked out of the police station I felt my eyes begin to sting. No. I couldn't cry here.

"Fuck." I choked out as the tears fell out of my eyes. I wiped my eyes quickly and headed down the block to the hotel. Outside was Chelsea and Neil. They looked to be arguing.

"I can't believe you! You need to fucking tell them what you know Neil!" Chelsea yelled. Neil turned pale when he realized I was behind Chelsea. Chelsea seemed to notice Neil's change in face and turned around. She blushed as she saw me. "How much did you hear?" She asked slowly.

"Uh..just the, you need to tell them what you know Neil, part." I said truthfully. Chelsea took a deep breath and nodded. She turned to face him.

"Go! Go tell them!" She ordered Neil. Neil turned in the direction of the police department, nodded, and took off. As soon as he was out of sight I tapped Chelsea lightly. She turned around.

"What was that abo-"

"Uh..just..nothing. Forget it." She said nervously. I raised my eye brow at her, but nodded slowly. "Vic was looking for you." She said as she changed the topic.

"Uhm okay. Do you know where he is by any chance?" I asked. She thought for a moment.

"Probably in his hotel room." She suggested. I nodded and headed into the hotel. The hotel was pretty fancy in my opinion. Then again I had never really stayed in a hotel before in my life.

I knocked loudly on Vic's suite door, and waited a few minutes. I could hear footsteps coming towards the door. He smiled when he saw me standing there, he immediately picked me up and brought me into the hotel room. I laughed as he dropped me down on his bed. The door had shut automatically. He lay down next to me and kissed me. After a few minutes I lay on my side and placed my head in my hand.

"And how was being questioned?" Vic asked casually as he stared at the ceiling as he threw a pillow up and down in his hand. I watched him for a few minutes before answering.

"The opposite of fun." I said. He laughed and turned to me. He traced the outside of my face with his eyes. He soon moved closer and kissed me. Passionately this time..I knew what this lead to, and honestly? I wasn't ready for this. This wasn't the time. I pushed him away.

"What's wrong?" He asked quietly. I knew, he knew what I was thinking..

"This is the wrong time for...that." I replied in a whisper. He stared at me for a few minutes before finally nodding.

"When will it be the right time?" He asked. I shrugged.

"All I know is..not now." I replied. He only nodded. We stayed quiet for a few minutes before my cell phone rung. Blaring my The Drug In Me Is You ringtone. I sat up quickly and grabbed my phone out of my pocket. I had a simple, purple, LG Rumor Touch phone. I glanced at the screen and saw my mother's number pop up. "Hello?" I answered.

"Jessica, we're heading to Texas." My mom answered. My stomach flipped.

"W-when?" I asked.

"How are you feeling?" She asked totally ignoring my last question.

"Uh..I could be better, but you never answered my last question, when are you guys coming?" I demanded into the phone.

"Tomorrow." She answered. I felt sick. Why so soon?

"Why are you guys even coming?" I asked.

"Because. We're worried about you, and know you'll need someone to comfort you and-"

"Mom. I have plenty of people for that-" I began before she cut me off.

"And plus, Taylor's family is flying out too, and well..since we're all like family.." She said slowly. The memories of Taylor admitting he had feelings for me replayed in my head. The stinging came back into my eyes along with my throat growing tighter.

"Yup." I choked out. Trying to hide the sadness in my voice.

"Sweetie..are you sure, you don't want us to try and fly out today?" She asked. Clearly my plan of hiding my sadness wasn't working.

"No mom. I'm finally honestly. See you tomorrow, love you. Bye." I replied quickly. I hung up before getting an answer. I started sobbing as I pressed the end call button.

I wished Taylor was here. Alive and well.