Ross' POV
I splashed some cold water into my face and patted it dry. I looked in the mirror. My skin shone a greyish yellow. This is what happens when you don't get enough sleep, well, when you don't get any sleep. I was having night horrors all night. I would shut my eyes and picture myself in an aeroplane and seconds later, I would be in a crash.
"Ross, you okay?" Mom asked as I walked back to my bunk. It was about two am.
"Y-yeah." I stuttered and looked away.
"Ross. Please." Mom begged latching onto me and hugging me. I couldn't hold it in any more. Tears poured from my face. I'm trying to look strong and tough in front of my son but I just can't.
"Look, honey. I know how you feel." Mom said.
"No, you don't." I cried and she patted my back.
"Well, I thought you were dead when you ran away." Mom muttered and I gasped shocked. "Look, maybe talking about it is the best thing."
"She's not dead." I told her.
"I know, none of us think she is dead. Just hang in there Ross." Ross said and kissed my head. I nodded and opened up my book. I showed Mom the pictures I was drawing.
"Is that Amy?" Mom asked me and I nodded.
"I draw the family when I'm bored. She was the first person I ever drew." I smiled wiping another tear. "I have about nine songs about her but I've always been too afraid to show them to her. I need them to be perfect, like her." I paused shutting my book.
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I woke up again with Rocky poking my cheek with a pen.
"Did you hear anything?" I asked and wiped my chin.
"No." Riker said.
"But we were just talking a second ago about what you said yesterday during our break." Rocky said and I raised an eyebrow.
"Huh?" I asked him.
"You said that you had spoken to Amy once she landed and she was fine." Rocky said and I gulped.
"Yeah. So should she be fine?" Riker asked.
"Boys, just let him rest." Mark said once we made it to our venue.
"Maybe it was the wrong flight." Ellington suggested and I shook my head.
"No. It was definitely 2912. I'm born on the 19th of the 12th." I sighed and the bus driver parked the car.
"I'm going to have a warm shower. I'll let you guys be." Savannah said leaving the bus with her backpack. a bunch of screams were heard once the door opened. Savannah walked back in. "Do the fans know?" Stormie shook her head.
"They do. I sent out a tweet yesterday." I said.
"Maybe we should cancel the show." Ryland suggested and Rydel made a small squeak. Agreeing. I looked out the window and saw the signs fans had made.
"Stay Strong Rydel!"
"Praying for Amy and Dylan #R5Family"
"We're here for you Ross."
I sighed and turned around. "I'm still going to perform if no one else wants to." I told them and rivers jaw dropped. "Are you sure?" Riker asked patting my shoulder.
"Yep." I nodded. "Rydel, Ellington. You guys don't need to. But I need to distract myself. I can't let the fans downs." I said grabbing my back pack. I walked out of the bus carrying my guitar and stopped when I received a Twitter notification.
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Just a small filler-can't leave you guys hanging.
Who do you think the Twitter notification is from?
