There was only a few hours left until we would be reunited with Kara and Rian. We were only two hours from Jacksonville where we would pick up the newlyweds and ATL would preform. I was anticipating seeing them again so much, I was shaken.

I was sitting on the couch watching sports with Zack when Jack walked in, disappointment written on his face.

"Bad news. Kara and Rian can't get out of the hotel room in time, so we need to keep Luis on the drums for tonight. But we'll pick them up first thing in the morning." Jack explained. I was sad, but I had gone so many days without them, I think I could last another night.

When we got to the showroom in Jacksonville, it had an extremely eerie feeling to it. I couldn't put my finger on it, but something wasn't right at this place. Since it felt so weird, I decided to stay in close range of the guys for the night. I found a corner in the back similar to the ones I had stayed at the nights before, and sat there.

All Time Low was amazing in concert. All the guys had serious talent, and it showed when they were preforming. Listening to them was simple and easygoing. It made me feel good inside, and I found myself singing along.

Jack didn't necessarily pull me up on stage very often, but he decided to that night. It was break between songs when Jack appeared backstage with urgency in his eyes.

"C'mon Grace! Come sing with us!" he encouraged. My stomach lurched. I still wasn't comfortable preforming. I sighed and got up. There was only one way to get over my fears.

I checked myself head to toe before stepping out into the blinding lights. I could see fans throwing each other around only to get near the front to get a better look at the guys. I had to look at my feet when walking across the stage because of my nerves, and because the wiring made it impossible not to trip. I couldn't imagine falling on my face in front of all these people.

Jack never said I had to lead sing. I wanted to ease in to preforming, rather then hop right on. I would start from the back and move forward from there.

Alex began to sing, and I detected the melody immediately. It was one of my favorite All Time Low songs. The Beach.

It took a minute for me to sing to my full extent. I hadn't used my voice like that in weeks. But I caught on quick enough before anyone could notice. I felt myself tempted to run up with Alex and just go crazy, but I held myself back. I wasn't quite ready for that.

Though I didn't join Alex, I did start dancing. The Beach was a great song to dance to, and when singing along, it was a necessity.

Unfortunately, I wasn't watching my footing. The cords around my feet were like a death trap waiting to happen. The song was almost over when the death trap pounced. I got twisted up and fell to the ground with a loud thud. Embarrassment flowed through. Without looking back, I crawled off the stage.

Once I was within running distance, I bolted to the bus. I could feel the humiliation boiling over in tears. I was ashamed and I probably made a fool of All Time Low too. I hid myself in Jack's bunk, not knowing anywhere else to go, and just cried. Everyone was probably laughing at me.

I could feel myself drifting to sleep when the guys came in.

"Grace?" I could hear multiple people calling. I didn't want too show my face, but I knew I had to soon enough.

"Grace?" I heard a familiar voice call. I nearly forgot my stage fiasco and hopped off Jack's bunk to greet my newlywed friend.

"Kara!" I squealed. Her face lit up when she saw me and ran to hug me. It may have only been a week, but it felt like forever.

"Grace, are you OK? That fall looked like it hurt." she asked with concern. My face dropped and I sighed again in unease.

"I'm fine. I just feel like an idiot." I said looking at my hands, regretting the decision to sing.

"I'm sorry." she said as she pulled me into another friendly hug.

"So wheres your husband? I am in need of a Rian hug." I laughed. Rian was delighted to see me, and I was happy to see him too. He was like my big brother.

After seeing my friends again, I had almost forgotten about my incident. But Alex ended up intaking a little too much alcohol again. He wasn't as bad as he was the other night, but he had a girl with him this time.

God knows what her name was, but all I knew was, she was scarce on clothing. Slutty. That would be the proper word. She was thin and blond, just the way Alex likes them. She spent most of her time sitting on Alex's lap screaming funny stories at everyone. She also had some wonderful face time with Alex.

When they kissed, my stomach curled. I wasn't exactly sure what had triggered it, but it was painful. I was almost sure my feelings for Alex were gone. I just hated seeing him with someone else, and someone terrible especially. This girl had no morals whatsoever.

To stop the pain, I unglued my eyes from their gross PDA, to enjoy some time with the amazing friends I now shared a home with. I automatically felt better being with them, rather than regurgitating over Alex and his new girl. Girl for the night, that is.

Sleeping that night was difficult.

Noises of 'love' were spread throughout the bus, making those not participating queeze. It was disturbing. We all knew it was Alex and what's her face enjoying their first night. Now I wish Jack would've listened to me about keeping Alex away from the alcohol. I felt another slash of pain in my stomach with the thought of Jack and I fighting.

I tried hard to just ignore the two. I curled myself up with Jack and just thought happy thoughts.

I woke up with three confusing things bouncing around in my head. One, Jack wasn't there. Two, I was freezing. And three, I could faintly hear yelling nearby. I was still exhausted and cold, so I wrapped a blanket around myself and peered through the cubbyhole. What I saw startled me.

Jack's arms were flying around, and Alex's were strained at his sides, waiting to attack. Jack was angrily yelling in Alex's face, as Alex just stood there seeming unmoved. They were fighting, again.

I couldn't hear, and I didn't want to hear. I wrapped the dingy pillow around my head and curled up into a tight ball, attempting to return to sleep.

When the yelling grew louder and less faint, sleeping wasn't an option. I sat up and rubbed my tired eyes. The air was still cold and the bus was still dark. I climbed out of the cubbyhole and looked at my surroundings. The bus was filled with snoring and the smell of tequila. My nose itched at the scent.

I followed the shouting all the way to front of the bus. We had made it to our next venue extremely early and the driver had parked in front of a hotel. I swung the curtains of a small window to see Jack furiously arguing with Alex.

"I don't care that it's more fun, this much partying is not good for you Alex." Jack complained.

"Well you're not the boss of me!" Alex sneered like a toddler.

"God dammit, Alex. You have everyone scared that something will happen to you."

"Would you guys fucking trust me for once?" Alex screamed in anger.

"Dude, you have Grace worried sick! And don't say that you don't give a shit because I know you do." Jack countered.

Alex's face fell and he became amazingly interested in his feet. It was a nice feeling to know he cared about me, but I just wished him and Jack didn't need to fight about it.

"Well shes your girlfriend, why do I care what she thinks?!" Alex suddenly exploded. Him and Jack were only inches apart, and the tension left a burning feeling on my skin.

Jack and Alex were suddenly hurling themselves at each other. Punches were being thrown and profanity was let loose. The image of them fighting sent twists in my stomach and burning in my head. I had no idea what to do, but I knew I couldn't let them horse around any longer. Someone could get hurt.

"Stop it! Just stop!" I shrieked as I climbed off the bus. I automatically threw myself in their direction, but I had to be cautious. "Please just stop this!" I cried.

Alex and Jack stopped the fighting instantly and pulled away from each other. They looked at me with shock in their eyes as they huffed and puffed for air. I could feel tears running down my cheeks. I could tell they were about to say something, but I couldn't stick around. My body was quivering and my mind was still half asleep.

"Grace, wait!" I could hear them say as I walked to the back of the bus. I went into the back room, only to fall asleep immediately on the couch.