Dude, I heard about what happened. I'm so sorry.
It's no biggie.
No, seriously. How long has Uncle John been in the hospital?
Since last night. How do you know he's in the hospital?
Gwen.
Ugh. I swear she's just a huge bad omen.
Dude, she's your sister. You kinda have to live with her. Maybe you're immune to it. XD
Shut up Alan. Did you tell mom?
No. Not yet. Gwen doesn't want me to. I'm flying in tonight. I hope to get there later on. Hbu.
I'm boarding a plane to take me back, we stopped in California. I hope to leave by 8 and get there soon.
You should have stopped by my place. Where are you sleeping?
Airport chairs.
C'mon Dervik stop by my place, I can at least give you something to eat- it's free.
Wouldn't Darcy be there though?
No.
Why not?
We're not together at the moment.
Sounds like something bad happened between you two.
It did. I'd rather not talk about it.
OK.
See you tomorrow.
Yea. Bye.
Alan stood and kept pacing in the bus. Darcy still hadn't replied to his Instagram, he was debating on whether or not to call her. She was probably busy. He hoped, not with another guy...
This whole Uncle John situation was serious. He hated how much bad press Gwen got for all these bad-luck related hospitalizations and deaths. Well, it was one death.
With a sigh, he collapsed onto the Queen-sized bed in the back. This tour would be so much less horrible if Darcy was here. He thought, scrolling through the pictures he had on his phone of her and him- smiling, laughing. A more simpler time, when he wasn't an egotistical ass and she was the same as she was now, except less guarded. Maybe it was just him or some other force but he had soon found himself to her contact information. Before he knew it, he had hit the call button. In a frenzy, he quickly hung up before she had picked up- that is if she picked up. He didn't know, he didn't want to. Dealing with a hospitalized uncle was enough drama and confusion for one day. Not only that but he was mad at Gwen.
Didn't she realize when she told the man that had predicted that Noah and her would be together forever, that something bad would happen? It's like that moment when you see your favorite character in a book or movie get killed off and you just sit there, unable to do anything but just feel an odd attachment of pain. Yes, you didn't know this person personally- you feel like you did. But it's just like someone is taking a dagger and stabbing it into you, making you feel even worse then you feel at that exact moment. You could just sit there, mouth open- no words being able to be formed- just sitting unbelieving at what you're hearing, reading, witnessing. That's how Uncle John probably felt, that's how all the people who fangirl (or boy) about their favorite things feel, and that's how Alan felt about Darcy. He felt like if he checked her Instagram, that he would be blocked or even worse he would see her with another guy. A guy that didn't deserve her. No one did. A guy that would treat her like she wasn't the princess she was.
He missed Darcy, and he was afraid he couldn't get her back.

Now off to go see what damage Gwen had done this time and try to fix the damage he had done.

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