I wearily walked into Kings Island and found Megan Simpson, who smiled at me as she greeted me, "Hey Jess! You look tired. Did you sleep well last night?"
"Not really. Had nightmares about storms." I responded dryly as I turned my attention to a gathering group of people. Then I realized that Megan had dust on her shirt. I shook my head as I watched the group continue to gather. Then my heart leaped when I saw Scott standing with Mitch and Kirstin. I started towards them, trying to get closer to see if my baby sister was there. I saw brown hair, and my heart leaped out of my chest. She's alive! My pace quickened then a speaker boomed, making me jump. Dang it, Jessica. You're getting very jumpy lately. I mocked myself then I felt Victoria tap my shoulder. I whipped around and glared at her. "Stay away from me, Vic."
"If you insist," she responded as I stepped away from her.
I turned my attention back to my baby sister as she walked over to the stairs. I wonder if I could get closer without her knowing I am here. I crept forward and hid in the crowd. The stage was in front of me, but there were people on either side, allowing me to blend in. I looked over at my sister. She looked nervous. You can do this, sis! I silently encouraged her as I watched Scott help calm her. Thank you, Scott. Then my green eyes were drawn to the stage. Not by anyone but by something. My eyes widened when I spotted a small crack forming along the bottom of the stage. Oh no. Sis, don't go on stage. When a girl stepped on the stage the crack grew but didn't make a sound. The speaker introduced my baby sister then Scott reached out to grab her arm. He told her something, and she hugged each one of the members in turn. She's so sweet. I thought as she started going back up to the stage. Sis, don't. Please. As she stepped onto the stage, the crack grew larger, which made a sound this time. Scott caught it, and so did I. My heart dropped to my stomach as I suddenly felt sick. The world was spinning and I shook my head to stop it. I focused my attention on my baby sister as she continued to the podium. Suddenly another, louder cracking sound came from the stage and instinctively I looked at the crack. It was all the way to the top now and was starting to crumble at the top. No, no, no, no. I heard Scott tell Kailyn to get off the stage and she started towards the stairs. No! Don't walk please. Stay still. The stage creaked again and more crumbled. It stopped my sister dead in her tracks. Mitch cried out telling her not to move. Thank you. More of the stage started crumbling fromt the side and I held my breath. This stage was coming down and taking my baby sister with it. My entire body went numb as the stage collapsed, sending my little sister into complete and total darkness. I heard Kirstin, Scott, and Mitch cry out her name in total agony and Kirstin buried her face in Scott as they witnessed the death of my baby sister. Tears streamed from my face as anger welled inside me. Victoria did this. I clenched my fists and went to the back. My green eyes blazed with rage as I spotted my enemy standing with Megan, both smiling. I came and shoved her hard, making her fall over and lie unmoving. I stalked out of the park then broke down crying just outside the gate. Falling to my knees I felt the world stop and everything go black. The world seem to be falling down around me as I wept on my knees outside of Kings Island. My body shook with unbearable grief. Should I just die myself? I didn't protect Kailyn, so I should die, right?
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Pentatonix and the Recovery
FanfictionWhen it seems as if Kailyn Hale will make a full recovery, an event causes more pain than expected. Will three become two, or will a certain group become nothing but a painful memory? And who is responsible? Is it accidental or on purpose?
