(AmandaPOV)
It was time for the first performance. We all had a terrible nights sleep and were exhausted. The boys are talking to Madison, but not necessarily as friendly as they were. Madison went back into the boys suite while everybody stayed over until about one in the morning. Sophie fell asleep, but in Jason's arms. She didn't want him to leave after the events from earlier that day. So Jason ended up sleeping in our suite. It took awhile to fall asleep, but it wasn't easy once we did. It was a restless night.
I was backstage getting ready for our duets with Sophie. She was in her full ballerina apparel and I gotta say, I've never been this proud of her. I mean, the ballerina world is hard to get through, but she's already here. Let's hope it all goes downhill. I was already dressed and ready. My duet was next. I was scared, but excited. I was doing what I love with who I love. Moments later. Nick and I walked onstage. I was ready and fierce.
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After the performance, everybody went up to their rooms. I decided to go to one of the small souvenir shops with the snacks. I entered and had a cold feeling in my gut. I quickly purchased a large lemon-lime Gatorade and left for the elevator. I pressed the up button to retrieve an elevator and was soon accompanied by a girl. She was about five foot, and very... Curvy. She had on a pair of really short-shorts and a very see through white tank top with a bright. Pink. Bra. And nothing else. It was kind of nasty.
She shot me a fake smile and spoke. "Hi. I'm Ashley,"
"Amanda,"
We entered the elevator and it was just us. Instantly, her smile fell and she shot me a glare.
"I don't know if you remember me, but my friend Jennifer slapped you friend and kissed one of the boys. And listen, don't think the same wont happen to you, slut," and with that, she took out a small blade that looked like it was from a pencil sharpener. She slightly bent over and before I had time to react or move away, she gashed open the side of my right calf with a swift movement.
The elevator door opened and she ran out. Coward.
I gasped down at the deep wound that was slowly oozing with blood. I had on track shorts and was holding my sweatpants. I quickly put them on so they wouldn't notice. I ran down the corridor. As soon as I walked in, I went into the bathroom without taking regards to the fact that they weren't in the room. I took a shower to clean any blood. After I got out, I shakily disinfected my throbbing calf with a cut that was about six inches long.
I was terrified, shaking, and scared about what nick would do if he found out. I didn't want to see weather or not he had a temper. And I didn't want to find out because of a situation that I'm inflicting upon myself.
I covered the cut with a band-aid. I put on a pair of black sweatpants, blue sports bra, and a royal blue NRG Tour tank top. I put my hair up in a Dutch braid and sat down on my bed.
I don't feel safe on tour, alone, or with fans. I really hope that the fans will start to notice that this is completely wrong. Right now, they seem to not have any feelings. I wanted to start crying, but I just couldn't. The girls could walk in at any time.
At least there were fans that had empathy. Honestly. But I felt like I needed to tell somebody. Who? I have no idea.
Momentarily, the girls came into the room. Sophie looked thrilled because they had diving boards and she probably caught up with her secondhand hobby. They were all sopping wet and smelled like chlorine. They smiled and I feebly smiled back. They noticed something was wrong and their faces fell.
"What's wrong?" Sophie asked with concern filling her eyes.
"Oh, I'm just tired. And I miss my family so um yeah. But I'm fine,"
I said it all too fast and had four sets of eyebrows raised at me.
"If you say so..." Charlotte said.
"Who wants to order room service, and have a movie marathon?" Annie asked excitedly.
Everybody agreed happily, but I was shocked. I thought she'd be in a bitter mood because of Madison.
We all piled onto our beds and Charlotte took care of the room service. We went onto Netflix and chose Step Up 3, our favorite movie of all time.
After hours of watching movies, ordering room service, and eating, the girls fell asleep at around eleven. The performance and extra Meet&Greet had started at four and ended at nine. I couldn't sleep at all. All I could think about was what happened to me. Everytime I thought about it, I got the chills. The ICONiacz seemed so innocent on Twitter, but now they're... Monsters. My phone vibrated and I looked at the screen. One new message from Nick.
*Text Convo*
Nick: Hey babe, r u okay?<3
Me: Yeah... i just miss my family. that's all :/
Nick: Ok.. If you need anything just tell me.
Me: Okay. Thankyou.
Nick: But I want you to know that no matter what, I love you. Okay?
Me: I love you nick. You mean everything to me.
Nick: But babe, try to sleep, we fly tomorrow.
Me: okay, I'll see you later.
*End*
I locked my phone and put it besides me. After a couple more hours of watching tv, I slowly fell asleep with one thought on my mind. Nick loves me no matter what. That's all that matters to me. I'm just hoping that this while event will eventually blow over.
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