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joined us as well, with lots of convincing on Ryan’s part.
    Luckily, the label put up a large sum of money for them to have their own bus, they need room, and the baby needs room. Zepp, Jason and I have been staying at Ryan’s for well over a year now, but that place is fucking huge. A mansion if you will. Layla and Liam stop around every week, but they've been staying to themselves a little more than normal, if only because their relationship is still something new.
    Jason, Zepp and I showed up earlier than everyone else so we could claim our bus and beds before everyone else. Normally we would have two busses when we go on tour, this time around though we have three.
    One bus, usually the more run down one of them all is for the road crew. Our tour manager, lighting specialist, sound tech, the roadies who set the stage. Another is for Natalie, Ryan and Temperance, and I am guessing Layla and Liam as well. They wouldn't want to be on the ‘party’ bus seeing as how their together.
    After packing my, Jason, and Zepp’s hotel luggage into the side compartment of the bus we already claimed I look around to see where Abagail had run off to. She needs to get it through her head right now- that there is nothing between her and I. Following me around on tour is not part of ‘nothing.’ She’s making it pretty clear that she has no idea what the definition of nothing is.
    When my eye catches her, I see that she’s standing next to the road crew bus. Breathe in. Breathe out. Calm is the best emotion for this situation.
    I knew she was a little clingy, but I had no idea she would take to the extreme of what I call a stage five clinger. A groupie.
    “What are you doing here?” I ask harshly when I approach her.
    “Well, that isn't such a nice greeting Gage. I thought for sure you'd be happy to see me.” She says with light in her eyes.
    “Abagail, the last time we saw each other I made it clear as fucking day that I would be happy if I never saw you again. How in the world did you get the impression that I would be over the fucking moon to see you?”
    She flinches, but catches herself almost too fast. But I caught it. I hit the nail on the head, she knew that I didn't feel the same as her and that hurt her.
    We- no, she and I are not a we, she and I had and still have nothing.
    “I’m sorry you feel that way, I was sure you would have heard by now. I’m you r new tour manager.” Abagail informs me never breaking eye contact.
    I’m not an angry guy. Shit, I’m the happiest fucking person I know. This woman though, she brings the rage out and she knows it. Instead of falling into her trap and replying, I’ve been here a few times already with groupie women. Every time one of them annoys me I reply, and we end up arguing. Then I end up wanting to fuck, not something I do with the same person twice, and if I were to with Abagail we’d end up arguing all over again. I’d rather not do this again.
    She just doesn't fucking get it. What is it going to take? And why the hell did Ryan not tell me he hired her on?
    I walk away from the temptation of a war with words. Ryan better get his ass here and explain soon.

Chapter 5

    Dinner was far better than I expected, the night before. Raven decided to leave her judgment’s and anger behind. We had a nice peaceful dinner, drinks excluded because the last thing I needed was a hangover this morning.  I left Sage and Raven with tight embraces and promises of routine calls and text messages. Went home and passed out. I rose early, because if anything would make me look bad in the eyes of the band it would be showing up late, or worse showing up last.
    “Are you ready to go?”
    “Just a minute, I’m just making sure I haven’t forgotten anything.”
    “You packed days ago, why didn’t you do this then?”
    “I always check before we leave, you act like this is something new. Just help me, read this list off and if I tell you I have it mark it off.” I say while handing