Dirty Dancer

Chapter Twenty Five ~It was like I was walking on Lego~

A/N: Whooohoo, so school started and I just wanted to get you guys kinda excited. So as a new years resolution I've dicided to update more regularly. There will be an update EVERY week (hooraaay :P) untill the story is finished, which will probably be soon... It'll come sometime in the weekend. (So that's friday night, saturday or sunday) That's pretty good of me right? BUT I will still set goals at the end of each chapter, and I'll probably only upload after that goal has been achieved (sorry...) 

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Chapter 25

Recap: Victoria tricked Nate and it looked like he was making out with her. Anna caught them and... well they're not together anymore. 

Anna's P.O.V.

Numb. I was numb.

It had been a week. The days had seemed to last forever but at the same time had flown by. Everything seems to be in slow motion yet in fast forward. People were talking but I didn't hear them. I knew things were happening but I wasn't part of it. 

Dancing became an obligation. Not a dream, or a spark of hope, or even a reminder of my mom. I was swinging my arms, and twirling and jumping, but I wasn't dancing. 

I had told Molly everything. She understood, and tried to empathise with me but deep down we both knew she couldn't. Sure she has been through so much, but her heart has never been broken like mine has. She was happy with Cam. And I wouldn't have it any other way. She didn't understand why I was shutting myself off though. She didn't understand how I felt dancing with him. She tried but she didn't. She also didn't understand why I'm making this decision. But she's supporting me. 

Nate and Victoria went exclusive. Only two days after he kissed me in public. Everybody on tour was asking me what had happened, and I said it was just a dare. They didn't believe me, I could see it. They just thought I had been one of his bedpartners. Nothing more. 

I guess I never had been something more. I had never even been his bedpartner so I guess I had been nothing. Entertainment maybe?

His stunt had caused alot of confusion with the fans. News that we were together had leaked out almost immediatly, and so many fans reacted positive saying they 'shipped' us. So when the statement got out about Victoria and Nate alot of them didn't know what was going on. That had also been cleared up, saying I initiated the kiss, and knowing Nate he couldn't resist and such. Yea, I was made out to be the bad guy. 

Every night before we went on stage I still remember the words he said to me a week ago: break a leg and see you on stage. I had wished every night that he would come visit me like he had. But I knew I was being naive. Just like Victoria had said. 

It was showtime once again and afterwards I'd do it. So I had to enjoy tonights show. For my sake. 

As usual I went into the lights that appeared dimmer every night. As usual I saw him singing. As usual I had to go up to him and trace my finger over his shoulder. As usual I didn't touch him. 

I don't know how we managed since we had some very touchy dances but we hadn't touched eachother since last week. I couldn't bare. I'd crumble and cry. I knew that, so I wanted to avoid it, by all costs. If anyone was wondering, he didn't insist either. Guess he thought his game was over, no need to clean up after himself.  I was his garbage. Nice simily. 

I tried to enjoy it. I really did. But I just couldn't enjoy it. We went off stage and I slowely drooped off to the dressing room. It would be the very last time I'd do this. It was comforting to know, but so painful. It was like I was walking on lego. I let out a humorless laugh.