So from now on things will get better. I mean, there is a lot of action and surprises headed up. There are one or two more chapters after this, and then the Epilogue. I am super excited! Whoa!

Disclaimer: I do not own Lemonade Mouth

Olivia POV

"What would you like for dinner, Dad?" I asked, standing outside of the kitchen area. I knew that if I started cooking without asking him anything I would be in trouble. I couldn't risk anything now. Adam grunted and turned to Debby. "What would you like, Debby?" He asked, his greasy eyebrows rising up and down. Ew. I didn't know how Debby could stand him, but then again, she was only here for money. The ransom she expected to get from my friends.

Debby shrugged. "Let the midget pick," She shrugged, flapping her hand back towards Avril, who sat in the chair next to her. Tonight she was allowed to eat with the both of them because she had been "behaving herself". I just hated the way the treated her like she was some sort of pet. That would end. Avril squirmed in her seat a bit before answering. "Could you make pasta, please?" She asked, not making eye contact with me. I nodded quickly, fleeing to the pantry.

I climbed up on the ladder that rested on one of the many shelves. This pantry was huge; almost as big as one of those giant libraries you saw in castles when you read about in fairytales. I climbed up slowly, twisting my foot in different directions so that I wouldn't feel so much pain. I stopped climbing when I saw a blue comforter sticking out of a corner, grabbed it, and climbed down, almost tumbling in the process. I sat on the ground of the pantry for a quick moment, running through all of the supplies in the makeshift bag. First aid kit, toilet paper, a bunch of canned foods, a pleather of pads, some sheets from our bed, and a can opener. I grabbed a box of pasta and left the pantry with the comforter in my hand farthest from the dining table.

I walked swiftly into the kitchen, stuffing the bag into a cabinet and grabbed a colander before closing it. I stole a quick glance back towards the dining table; Debby was playing on her phone, Adam was writing in what looked like a notebook, and Avril was playing with her braid nervously. She caught my glance and winked; something that I had taught her how to do recently. I winked back, and set to work boiling two pots of water. Now how was this going to work? For a second my mind was blank, and I couldn't remember anything that Avril and I had discussed last night.

Debby stood up after a moment. "I'm going to bed," she mumbled. Adam's eyebrows rose. "Why? She just started making dinner. Don't you want to eat a little?" He asked, worry clear in his voice. Why didn't he ever speak to Avril like that? Or me? I mean, wasn't I supposed to be his daughter as well?

Debby was already halfway towards the room. "I feel kind of hung over from those margarita's I had earlier." She moaned, slamming the door to their bedroom. Adam turned and gave Avril and evil look, but Avril looked away. "Daddy, I feel real tired, dizzy like. Can I go lay down?" She asked, flashing puppy dog eyes. I kept myself busy by dumping pasta into one of the pots, staring as the water bubbled up.

Adam stared at Avril for a moment with a loving gaze, which surprised me. Was he on drugs? I half expected him to slap her for speaking out of turn or for making Debby feel like she was having a hangover practically five minutes after she had those margaritas, but he didn't.

"There must be a bug going around." He sighed, nodding. "Why don't you go into your room and take a nap? I'll call you out when dinner is ready. You should eat just a little something." He said almost…lovingly? I didn't know what to think; I just turned back towards my work. I looked over the hot water again. That wouldn't do much. Maybe oil? I grabbed a frying pan and emptied and entire bottle of cooking oil. Avril stared at me for a moment, but headed into the bedroom. For a moment I thought that Adam wasn't going to lock the door, but he proved me wrong as he pulled himself out of his seat and

He stood by the door for a few seconds, staring into the fire that burned in the fireplace.

I sighed, staring at the two boiling pots in front of my, the fork and a random knife I had grabbed set next to it. I felt odd; I had never hurt anyone deliberately this way before. I sighed and touched the locket at my neck, remembering why I had to do this.

We'd always be more than a band.

Stella POV

"Why don't we stop and look here?" Wen asked. Mo slowed the car down and started moving towards the forest he suggested. The only thing I had to say was that this thing had great mileage. We had been driving nonstop since the last hotel. I slid the headphones off of my ears and rested them underneath my neck so that I could hear. "You want to search through a forest? Don't you think that is a little…complicated?" I asked, avoiding the scowl that Wen shot my way.

Charlie shook his head. "I think that we can cover it. I mean, we made it all this way, to Maine. I think that we can search a little forest." He stared outside of the window, eyeing the forest. Scott huffed. "I am not checking a forest at this point. It rains all of the time in Maine, and we have no freaking idea what the hell could be in there." He pointed out. I guess that he was trying to sound concerned, but he was really just annoying me right now. I turned around and was about to say something, but Wen interrupted me. I couldn't help but notice how Mo made no use to stop me as she usually did.

"Can we just look? We have our hoodies, cell phones….. flashlights in the back. What else do we really need?" He asked, already out of the door. I shook my head as I followed after him. I had been going along with Wen's crazy ideas during this trip, but I have to admit that I was kind of fed up. I stomped into the forest thick with oak trees, pretty much the only things that we had seen while we were here. Wen trudged ahead of me, with Mo and Charlie slightly behind. I guess that Scott was parking the car. Whatever.

After trudging for what seemed like hours, it started to rain. At first, it was just a light drizzle, but soon it grew to thunder and lightning wise. I shot Wen a deathly glare. "You really think that we are going to find something here? Really, Wen? There is nothing here! Who knows where the hell she is? You're wasting your time, our time! We could be helping the police with this, actual trained professionals who know what they are doing, not her seventeen year old boyfriend!" I screamed, thunder covering my voice. I could see Mo's startled face when there was another flash of lightning. I never snapped at Wen like that.

Charlie reached into his pack and pulled out a flashlight, not hesitating to switch it on. Wen whirled around to face me, and I saw that his face was twisted in anger. "What is with you? All depressed and moping around everywhere. You never have faith in anything anymore! All depressed just because there is a possibility that Charlie is more interested in Mo than you!" He screamed, following my suit. I was frozen for a moment, my mouth slightly open. Lightning flashed in the background, but I couldn't see it.

Charlie was staring at me; I could feel his eyes burning holes in my body. But all I felt was anger; all of the emotion that I had been feeling for the past two and a half weeks erupting. "Shut up! You don't know anything! If you did then we wouldn't be standing in the middle of some freaking forest somewhere while your girlfriend is suffering with some madman-" I was cut off by the sound of thunder erupting again.

Wen stared at me as if he couldn't believe what I had just said. "Well at least I don't follow someone around with pitiful eyes, hoping, just hoping that he would happen to turn around and catch a glimpse of me..." He did a fake impersonation of my voice that was many octaves too high.

"SHUT UP!" I screamed; the wind and thunder almost overpowering my voice. "AT LEAST I DIDN'T LET OLIVIA GE TKIDNAPPED BECAUSE I DECIDED TO MOUTH OFF AND GOT SHOT!" I probably would've said something else, but I was knocked to the ground. When I actually registered what happened, I looked up and saw Wen standing over me, guilt written across his face. "Stella," He started, but I felt a pair of warm arms around my waist and found that Charlie had pulled me up and into his arms. "What the hell is wrong with the both of you?" He asked. Sure, he voice was loud, but not nearly as loud as Wen and I had been.

"We know that you guys are fried and upset and tired and scared, but this needs to stop!" He said sternly, looking between the two of us. I didn't say anything; just stared at Wen and placed a hand over the bruise that I was sure was growing on the side of my face. Charlie shook his head. "What was up with that? You don't ever hit a girl! Didn't anyone ever tell you that?" Charlie started walking up to him threateningly, but it didn't exactly do much seeing as Wen towered over him.

Wen stared at me for a while, then Mo, who was clutching her arms and sobbing quietly, and finally Charlie. "I'm so sorry," He mumbled, taking off deeper into the woods. I swear that I had never seen that kid run so fast before. I was starting to regret some of the things that I had said, and I was trying not to cry. Stella Yamada never cried. Never.

Charlie walked over to me and wrapped me in his arms. We stood like that for a while, and not once did my hand leave my right cheek.

Charlie unwrapped his arms from around me, but left one around my shoulders. I winced when a tear rolled down my cheek. "We have to go after him." I surprised myself by whispering. The rain was coming down harder now, and we had to find a hotel or something. We were all over tired, and we could get sick from being out in the rain so long without anything on. I mean, we had hoodies on, but the ones that Mo and Charlie wore were pretty thin.

Charlie hesitated, but nodded slowly and aimed his flashlight towards the thick spot of woods where Wen had run off. "Let's go."

So, this is a pretty short chapter. I just wanted to put something out just so that you all knew that I was alive. The hurricane is heading over to where I am starting tomorrow, and I didn't know if I would be able to update. I've been on vacation, so I am sorry. I'll try to update In Just Ten Years after this. Don't worry, Today Was a Fairytale is being written as you read this. Sorry it is taking so long :(

Thanks to:

Rose: LOL. You'll show up in the story pretty soon, but not now, because the story is heating up…

Lemonheadluver: OMG, I could never do that to Olivia and Wen, but there are some surprise twists in the next chapter…that one should be pretty long.

Abby: You aren't clueless. I guess I wasn't really clear about it, but that is the way I write a lot of things in my stories :) I'm clueless with a lot of things….

Courixoxo: LOL, SpongeBob rocks. I grew up with him, even though I thought he was pretty annoying to me when I was younger and now I love him, ;).

Marbear691984: Cookies, juice, flowers! LOL. Scott….you'll see in the next chapter. I think you'll be a little surprised. Thank you for the compliment :)

Lemonademouthluver: Oh, you changed your icon! That's pretty cool. And you were half right, so you get a half cookie. Or a full one. Depends whether or not you like cookies :)

Glemonademouthwizards: OMG, thank you so much! I try when writing this story and sometimes I get so into it, like this chapter. I wanted to keep writing, but I knew that the chapter wouldn't be up for a while if I did that :/

Disasterousperfection: I totally agree with you :)

Alyson Foster: Thank you so much!

Okay guys, so tell me what you think! Sorry if I don't appear on this site for a few days, the hurricane is supposed to be really bad where I am.