Yay! I finally updated this story! Whew. This is a short chapter, I have no idea where I'm going with this. But I hope you enjoy this chapter. :)

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"Where'd you go? I miss you so
Seems like it's been forever since you've been gone
Please come back home…"
Where'd you go – Fort Minor

Tears ran down Alex's face once more as she says those heartbreaking words once more. The one person she's ever let her heart fall for is now gone. He's not dead, but it sure felt like it, because he's not going to be there for her anymore. He's not going to be by her side anymore. He left her world and took her heart with him. She felt like she's suffocating and her heart stopped pumping. And with that, the world seemed dark to her. Pitch black. And she fainted. Just like that.

Mitchie ran over to her messed up best friend. She panicked, "Shane! Come on, Shane! You have to help me get her up!" Shane ran to her, forgetting how he hated her for the last few days and carried her to the nurse's office. Mitchie opened the door in a hurry, creating a loud bang and yelled, "We have an emergency!"

***

Miley opened her eyes the next morning. She looked around her tent, London Tipton slept peacefully and when she stepped outside her tent, nothing changed. No commotion, no disorder—all stayed in its place peacefully. She started to doubt last night's incident. Maybe it was a dream. It wouldn't be an unusual thing for her to be dreaming of Nate Gray. So she decided—it was a dream. Nothing happened.

She started thinking of happy and positive thoughts. And that worked for her, until she saw Mitchie. She tried to smile, "Hey Mitchie, great morning, huh?" she said, trying to make some small talks.

Mitchie scoffed, "Great morning? Nothing is great about the last 24 hours, Miley Stewart! We couldn't talk to each other at all, and now Alex is in the nurse's office unconscious! So yea, it really is a great morning, if that's what you mean."

"Look, I'm sorry, yesterday was just a weird day for me, I was thinking about a lot of things and you didn't even say anything to me! How could you only blame me? Look, I don't want us to fight. But now it's fine, I've made up my mind about something really important and I think you're going to be pleased about it," Miley smiled, but then it faded, "Alex is unconscious? Why?"

Mitchie looked at her and half-smiled but then got sad again, "I don't know, last night she showed up crying hysterically and she looked so messed up and then she fainted. Luckily Shane was there so we got her to the nurse's office. She only said something about someone being gone. I have no idea who."

Miley's face dropped, "No, no, no! But how? It was just a dream, Mitchie! It was just a dream! He's not gone! He can't be gone! Nate's still here, Mitchie."

Mitchie stood up from her seat, quickly hugging Miley, and whispered, "Miley, I haven't seen Nate since last night. He wasn't in his tent this morning when I tried to tell him about Alex. I thought he just went on his morning jog or to the bathroom or something. I'm so sorry."

Miley turned from Mitchie, who was still waiting for Alex to gain consciousness. Mitchie tried to cheer her up, "Miles, what were you going to tell me earlier? You can still tell me."

Miley looked at the floor and then at Mitchie's eyes, "Nothing. There's no point in it anymore. It's too late."

***

Miley quickly dialed the number she knew too well, hoping that he might pick up. At last after a very long wait, a sound was heard on the other line—and to Miley's disappointment, it was only his voice mail. Miley was in tears when the voice told her to leave a message, "Hey Nate, I won't waste anytime here, just answer me; where are you?! Why did you leave me? How could you leave me? People are hurting here because of you. Did you even think about anyone else before you left? This is by far the most selfish thing you've ever done. Just come back home."

***

Shane and Jason Gray were both devastated, not because of what would happen to the band, that was the last thing on their mind, but they were really concerned about their little brother. The media had not known about the disappearance of a certain brother in a certain rock group—yet. Hence why they are not worried about what people are going to say yet.

Jason kept looking at his cell phone, waiting for any sort of news from Nate. But no such luck. Nate didn't even say goodbye to them. Jason trusts Nate, so he knows Nate won't be doing any thing stupid, even though he's not quite as sure as he used to be. Jason thought of all the possible places Nate could go to. He thought of strategies to bring Nate back. Should they block his credit cards so that he has to come back home? Or would that just make him despise them even more and push him even farther away from them?

Shane on the other hand is now in the state of paranoia. He used to trust Nate as much as Jason does if not even more. But considering his attitude lately and the look in his eyes every time he sees Miley, Shane or Alex, it doesn't seem as if he's going to do any rational thinking anymore. Shane's not even sure why Nate decided to go away, how would that help with anything? Shane refuses to believe Nate's departure has anything to do with him and yet knows for sure that he is a part of this. It's not enough to say that Shane regrets this more than anything.

"What's going to happen to Connect 3?" Jason finally asked.

"Can we please not talk about this right now?" Shane groaned—he wants nothing to think of this business stuff.

"This is important, Shane!"

"Yea it is—but not right now!" Shane raised his tone. "Not when our 'lil bro is gone," he shook his head in despair, "I need some fresh air." Shane stood up and headed towards the door.

"Is there something you're not telling me?"

"What do you think?" Shane asked back.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" Jason was desperate.

"You just," Shane was at lost of words. "You just—weren't there."

***

Alex opened her eyes, hoping it was all a stupid nightmare when she saw a petite figure sitting next to her. She threw her face away, not wanting to see the face of the person next to her—the person who's caused her so much misery.

"Where is Nate?"

Alex kept quiet. Not only because she doesn't want to talk to her but also because she doesn't know.

"Alex, I repeat, where is Nate?"

Alex had enough, she was sick of the tone used by the girl asking her these stupid questions Alex herself wished she knew. She turned to face her, "If I knew, would you really think I'd still be here?" Then she threw her face away again, "I'm dropping out of the Games as well. There's no more reason for me to be here, I won't pretend to be okay anymore."

Miley scoffed, "Well that's a first from Alex Russo."

Alex ignored the comment, "I'm thinking of looking for him."

Miley turned serious, "I was thinking of the same thing. But then I started to think rationally, would being a girl who's searching for a boy with no plan whatsoever be a good plan? You're losing your mind Alex. Get it back together."

"Do you know how it feels like to be left by someone you love so much?!" Alex slipped. Shit.

"Do I know how it feels like to be left by a Gray brother?" Miley clarified then rolled her eyes.

Alex kept quiet, "So what do we do now?"

"I don't know," Miley stared at the floor, "We simply wait."