A/N: sorry for the time jumps lately!!
We were finally back in America, and honestly I was kinda glad. Walker was sleeping a lot easier now and it felt good to be back. I was doing a show in New York, which was even better. I stepped off of the bus and smiled. James came up behind me and put and arm around me. Oliver was joining us for the remainder of the tour, which James was overwhelmed about. He even cried when he saw him! James was holding Olivers hand as we walked into the theatre. I smiled at them and Walker ran up to me and signaled that he wanted me to pick him up. I did so and he giggled. I smiled at my boy and kissed his cheek.
"It feels so good to be in New York!" I said, as I plopped my stuff down in the dressing room.
James smiled and picked Oliver up. "It feels so good to have my boy with us!" I grinned and Joby came in, signaling for them to leave since I had to get ready. My makeup artist started on my face and realized he forgot something, so he and Joby went back to the bus. There was a knock at the door, and I assumed it was James.
"Come in!"
I half smiled when I saw who it was. "Taye, hello!" I said.
"Hi Idina. I came to tell you something."
"Okay, go on."
"I want you back." He said.
My heart started racing. "W-what?"
"I want you back. Simple." He said, blankly.
"Um, no it's really not. Taye I'm in love with James, you know that. I'm married for God's sake!"
He walked over and kissed me, right as James walked in with flowers. My eyes were open, so I saw James.
"James! He-"
"Save it." He said, dropping the flowers and leaving.
"FUCK YOU!" I yelled at Taye, running after James.
"James! Please let me explain!"
He stopped and turned around. "Explain what? How I walked in on you kissing your ex? Idina-" His voice cracked. He was crying. "H-how could you? I am so in l-love with you. I thought you were too..." He said, before walking away.
"James! He kissed me! I pushed him off you saw that!"
"Whatever, I'm going home."
Those words hurt me more than anything. He's leaving me. He's gone. I feel myself start to hyperventilate as Joby rushes over to me and helps me back to the dressing room.
The show, in my opinion, went horribly. I broke down before I sang Creep, and I wasn't myself. All I could think about was James. The love of my life left. After the show I called him numerous times, with no answer. He took Oliver with him, that how I know he's not coming back. We got on the bus and the driver continuously told me we had to leave.
"Please just one more second!" I said, sobbing into Joby's shoulder. I was praying James would come back. I hadn't sobbed this hard since my divorce. The driver looked at Joby sympathetically as he started the bus. I cried even harder. I went inside the bathroom and sat on the floor. I cried harder than I ever have before. I heard the bus door open, but I ignored it. The door to the bathroom opened and sure enough, it was James.
