I felt cold sprinkles drip on my face all over the place. All I can see is darkness but can faintly hear my name being called and the words 'wake up'. No matter how hard I try to open my eyes, they won't cooperate. The voices get louder and louder, while I gather my limb functions again.
Snapping my eyes open, I sit up quickly. My head hits something and I fall backwards with a groan. Holding my head, I squeeze my eyes shut and roll onto my side. Turns out there is nothing on that side and I fall onto the floor.
Groaning louder, I felt a lot of hands help me back up. My eyes are still closed but I'm sitting on something cushiony.
"Hey? Hey! Come back to us" I heard Bon.
I also heard snapping in front of my face. It is making my headache worse. Shoving the hand away from my face blindly, I groan.
"Cut that out or I'm going to chop them off and feed them to you" I threaten.
"She's back" Terry said.
A symphony of questions came from all directions. Peeling my eyes open, I look around. All my old bandmates, Kendall, Logan, Carlos, James, Kelly and Gustavo are surrounding me. Squinting at everybody, I look past them all around. We are still at the arena.
"Please stop talking!" I yell.
That shut them all up.
"These guys must be very important to you" Terrance snickered.
"Yeah, why else would your dumbass go on for an entire song when you have stage fright?" Bon laughs.
That started up all the over lapping talking again. I glare at those four boys, my old bandmates, who are standing there with playfully smug smiles and crossed arms. Covering my ears with both hands I stand up. I repeatedly sing the words 'la la' with 'you owe me' and walk away.
I walk out the back exit and uncover my ears. Breathing in the fresh night air, I close my eyes. The door closing behind me made me sigh softly.
"Hey" I heard James.
"Hi" I softly say.
All his words over texts and voicemails made the anger go away. Still, I have to talk to him in person for the hurt to heal. I wasn't ready the other night, but now... It's now or never. Turning around, I cover my small smile because all I can imagine is him dressed up as Charles.
"I want to apologize to you, Lin. That wasn't cool, no matter how it happened, it wasn't cool. I never wanted to hurt you; I never want you to feel any pain at all. I know we can never go on as a couple, but... can we at least go back to being friends?" he said.
Like I said, I can never hold a grudge.
"James. I'm sorry too, I wasn't ready to talk at the restaurant. I needed time to think and... well, I miss my friend" I say softly.
His sad expression turns into a huge smile.
"So, are we friends again?" he hopefully asked.
"Yes, goofball" I chuckle.
"Really?!" he said like an over excited toddler.
I laugh softly and open my arms for a hug. He picks me up with his arms wrapped around my abdomen. He tries to spin us around, but I don't feel well at all. Tapping his shoulder rapidly, I cover my mouth with my other hand. As soon as he puts me down, I turn on my heels and let it out.
A hand is rubbing my back and other is holding my elbow. After finishing tossing up those sandwiches I ate, I slowly stand up straight.
"-ay? Lin? Are you okay?" I can hear James ask.
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Big Time Rush
Fanfic(REWRITTING) Malina gypsy Griffin was a small time singer. At age 16 she ran away to Palm Woods with her friend Dave to help him become a dancer in the world of arts. She runs into the Knights and made a friend. Now she's thrown into the world of ar...
