The Cost of Freedom Is High

5 days Later -

“Bella, come on!” I yelled, waiting at the door.

Jeremy was already in the car with it started, and I was waiting for her ass to get down here.

“I’m coming, I just got up.” She groaned, making her way down the stairs and towards me and the front door.

“Yeah, we’re wasting daylight.” I told her, delivering a slight slap on her bottom as she passed by me and walked through the threshold.

“Whatever.” She grumbled.

“Now we’re both sitting in the back.” I told her, not too fond of the attitude.

We finally made our way to the car, Jeremy unlocked the door and Bella slipped into the back seat with me getting right in next to her.

“Finally.” Jeremy huffed at Bella.

“I wasn’t that long.” She bitched back.

“We may be sending you back to Danny and the others, but you’re still with Chris and I for another 4 hours. I’d suggest backing off a bit on the attitude.” Jeremy replied.

“Sorry.” She finally whispered.

“Don’t do it again.” I stated as the car made it back onto the real city roads.

Pulling her to my body, I managed to get her lying down next to me with her head resting on my lap and facing towards the front seat.

“After this we won’t see you until Warped.” Jeremy told her.

“So I’ve been told.” She said.

“You don’t seem to opinionated on that.” Jeremy replied.

“I’ve learned to just go with the punches.” She stated, making herself more comfy on my lap.

“Not a bad quality.” I told her.

She mumbled something I couldn’t fully make out, but I just went along with it.

Minutes passed by and I quickly realized that Bella was actually sleeping.

“Do you want to wake her?” Jeremy asked.

“Nah, I’ll wait till we get there.” I replied.

Nothing productive would’ve happened for either of us.

4 HOURS LATER - ARRIVAL

Pulling into the lot of grass on the side of the house, I managed to wake Bella by pushing her off of the seat.

“Ow.” She exclaimed, after the thud of her body hit the ground.

“You’re home.” I exclaimed.

“No way.” She smirked, getting back up.

Chris had sent Jeremy a text about 5 minutes ago letting us know that Bella should go through the front of the house and stay there, while we should go and meet him and a few others in the back yard.

“Yes way, now say goodbye and go through the frontdoor.” I instructed.

“Bye.” She said, and as fast as I’ve seen her run, she fucking sprinted out of the car and into the house.

I was glad to know that we worried her a bit.

“Let’s go see what’s up.” Jeremy suggested.

“Lets.”

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Bella’s POV -

Entering the house, I made sure to close the door behind me.

I saw the long, distinct, and quite honestly pretty hair, first in my line of vision, and I did something that I along with no one else would’ve ever guessed.

“DJ!” I exclaimed, running towards him, and when close enough I jumped up and thankfully he caught me as my feet wrapped around his waist.

“Well hello, nice to see your face again.” He chuckled, grabbing under my butt for more support.

“I can’t say the same. I still hate you, but you’ve also never spanked me until I thought my flesh was going to fall off.” I told him.

“You little exaggerator. You’re just a bit of a whiner.” He stated.

“Am not. It hurt like a mother f -- trucker.” I scoffed, deciding that I should maybe work on my aggressive vocab a bit.

I found out Nikki and Chris weren’t fond of it the hard way.

“It’s a sham they have to leave.” DJ told me.

“I know, how will I move on?” I questioned him in a mocking tone.

“Oh shut up.” He groaned at me, setting me back down on my feet.

“You haven’t said anything about my hair. I was expecting some bitchy comment.” I joked with him.

“It makes me want to drag you into bed and dominate the fuck out of you.” DJ snarled, pushing me up against the wall.

I lightly chuckled, and looked up into his sometimes hypnotic eyes.

“You say that like something’s changed.” I stated.

“So funny. I have to go outside, but I’ll make sure to see you later. Hell, let’s sleep together tonight.” He replied with a grin on his face.

“Whatever.” I said, just waiting for him to let go of my arms.

“Stay out of trouble.” He instructed me, releasing his grip.

“Will do, see you later.” I called to him as he left to go outside, leaving me alone in the house.

At least in this room.

Feeling oddly out of place, standing in the foyer by myself. I ended up making my way up the stairs and walking down the main circular hallway, passing the many rooms of the different bands.

“Oh, fuck!” I heard from the other end of the hall in the bathroom.

That was Tyler’s voice.

“What the hell?” I asked.

I went to the door and banged on it.

Not getting a response, I opened the door and walked in on Tyler shirtless, painting the walls while Max was in the shower, changing the shower head.

“Hey, get out!” Tyler yelled.

“Why, what are you up to?” I asked, with a smile on my face.

“Bella, I’m serious.” He stated.

“I don’t think so.” I replied, leaning my arm against the threshold.

Tyler and Max smiled, but put their heads down and continued to work.

The next thing I knew Tyler brought up the paintbrush full with paint, and suddenly the paint was all over me.

“You did not just fucking do that.” I scoffed.

“What, this?” He asked, throwing more paint on me.

“Oh, damn.” Max explained with a chuckled.

You know what, 2 could play at this game.

I walked a little bit into the room, quickly grabbed another open can of paint and threw about half of it onto Tyler’s bare chest and black jeans.

He looked down, and then back up at me.

That’s when I knew to run like the fucking wind.

Throwing the paint bucket back down on the floor, I bolted like hell down the hall, but the trail of paint I was leaving behind gave me no option to attempt to hide.

Tyler’s shoes were easily heard clicking behind me, and the closer it came the faster my heart beat.

This was a different type of feeling though, normally if I was running from one of them I was terrified, and would give my life over getting caught.

Not this time.

I suddenly realized that I actually wanted Tyler to catch me. This was like a game, and I wanted him to win.

Snapped out of my thoughts, just as I was about to head down the stairs, two heavily tattooed arms wrapped around my waist, and pulled me back into their paint covered body.

“Gotcha.” He whispered, into my ear.

“Let me go, you’re covering me even more.” I whined, attempting to push him back.

“Well let’s see, I wonder who got me soaked with pain in the first place?” He jokingly asked.

“You started it!” I exclaimed.

“No, you did when you didn’t get out.” He responded.

“I thought you were joking, and not being serious.” I said, truthfully.

He just shook his head.

“I’ve been far too lenient with you, haven’t I?” He stated.

“No.” I scoffed back.

“Really, you’re telling me that you’d go and with not much thought dump paint on Michael, or Chris, or anyone else.” Tyler said.

“I guess not.” I sheepishly admitted.

“Hmm, maybe I’ll have to do something about that. Make you think a little bit more before doing dumb shit like dousing me in paint.” He lightly growled, while nibbling on my ear.

“I don’t think that’s necessary.” I stated.

“I don’t think you’re in charge.” He replied.

“I don’t think you should keep holding me like this.” I said.

“I will soon enough, don’t worry. Believe it or not I actually have to go back upstairs with Max and finish up our job. You need to know a few things first. We basically have the entire basement under construction, and are changing just about every room and or bathroom. There are dozens of boxes, scattered around the house that have items in it that you are not going to see until everything is all set up. If anyone finds you looking through them or going in a room you’ve been unauthorized to go in, let’s just say that you will be in a whole nother level of hell. This time I’m not joking. As of now we’ll have you just stay downstairs in the kitchen, the dining room, or the main living room, and NOWHERE else. Even by the end of tonight you’ll be able to go more places, but for now we’re keeping you limited. Everything will officially be done by Christmas, that’s when we’ll have the ‘reveal’ if you will. Then after that, things will change a little bit around here.” He explained.

“Okay, I understand.” I replied.

“Good, I’ll see you later. Also there should be some clothes for you to switch into in the front closet.” He told me.

“Thanks, see you later.” I said.

“See ya.” He responded, and finally left to go back into the room he and Max had been working in.

Walking downstairs towards the front hall closet I realized that in front of the basement door that lead to the punishment room there was a medium sized cardboard box.

My curiosity got the better of me.

Looking around, and taking caution that no one was around to catch me I slowly and as silently as possible lifted the top of the box off.

When I saw what was in there I was completely confused, and quite honestly a little lost.

Sitting at the very top of the box was a large spinner from the game twister, except it was about twice the size of a normal one, and it was surrounded by a case of see through glass.

“Bella?” Chris yelled, from what sounded like the front door.

“Coming!” I screamed.

I quickly slammed the box shut, while still making sure nothing broke and as fast as possible made my way to the foyer.

I was totally lost at what I’d seen.

It was a twister spinner.

What the hell did that mean?

I mean, there has to more to this whole decorating thing and keeping me out of basically all the rooms.

All I could think about while I walked towards where Chris had called me from was twister.

I was stumped.

Notes

Hey, I know I haven't been writing too many end notes or anything like that but I'm planning to start doing these again to kind of get you thinking about what'll come next.

First of all, what's really up with twister and the whole redecorating? Especially the basement, what's going on and why?

Bella seems to be really intrigued with Tyler, will things go further for them or will he turn around and start to instill the same kind of fear into her that the others do?

Next chapter will start off with Christmas eve, and continue into at least some part of Christmas.

After Christmas then we only have 6 months until Warped. How do you think Chance is doing? Still keeping to his plan.

Let me know what you think and predict down in the comments, I love getting feedback from all of you awesome people.

Once again thanks for reading and have a great Monday!!!