i can do it with a broken heart (badlinu)

ii.

one year later

"thank you new york!" i yell into the microphone. the crowd screams as i bow and wave at them. i then walk off and exit the stage. "that was the last show this week. well done y/n!" my manager jason praises as soon as i'm backstage. i nod and walk to my dressing room, my phone rings as i enter, i answer the call. "sup quack what's up?" i ask as i gulp down some water to help my sore throat. "n/n! we're still on for tomorrow's stream right?" quackity's voice comes through my speaker. "wouldn't miss it quack." i mutter tiredly as i get changed out my concert outfit. 

i end the call after i finish getting changed and walk out my dressing room. "so you have a 3 day rest period before the next concert." jason says as i walk out the dressing room. he gives me a warm hug and i hug back. "you're doing great n/n. the sponsors are loving it, we'll get the money for your mom's surgery i promise." jason mutters softly in my ear. i hug him tighter. "where would i be without you?" i whisper softly as he kisses the top of my head.

my mom got her hip broken in a car accident a while back and i couldn't afford to buy her a new one because all the money i'd been earning had been going to my ex manager tom and all the people he'd hired for me at extremely high prices because they were the 'best in the business' supposedly, turns out they were just his mates who wanted lots of money. i ended up firing tom after my first tour and i then hired jason.

at first my parents thought jason was a bad choice. he's 19 like me and had no real experience at the time, but he was passionate and he had good ideas and good morals so i hired him. now he's been my manager for a little over 5 months and my parents love him. we're best friends. (though my parents would probably love if we were dating). "i've got that stream with quackity tomorrow." i mutter as i pull away from the hug. jason nods his head as he listens and mentally adds that to his list of things. "don't strain yourself." he says, kissing the top of my head again before walking away to talk to a stage hand.

the rest of the evening is rather uneventful, i go back to the hotel and go to bed. the next day is also uneventful till 4pm when i join quackity on his stream. "hello chat!" i yell as i join the discord call. "ah y/n! what the fuck! not so loud!" quackity complains as his chat spams like crazy. i laugh. "sorry, sorry!" i answer back as we start the stream. today we're apparently watching tik tok's quackity's chat has sent in.

"no what?!" i cry out practically dying of laughter as i watch the final clip of the stream. "how the hell did that man drink that under water?! and that noise!" i exclaim still laughing loudly. quackity doesn't answer as he falls off his chair. the chat is going crazy at our antics as i start clapping my hands together like a seal as i laugh. "fuck!" quackity shouts as he gets back onto his chair. "so what now?" i ask as we finally stop laughing.

"y/n truth or dare?" quackity suddenly asks me, my eyebrows pull into a frown as i look at quackity in confusion at the sudden change in topic. "uh dare?" i mutter back still confused. "good! i dare you to go to one of tommy's shows for his american tour and say 'how dare you not mention me in your story!' at some point." he grins at me through the screen. i groan, i should have picked truth.

"seriously? you know how things have been since f-" i hastily stop myself as i remember we're live streaming. "seriously. go see him! he said the other day he'd love to see you." he answers back. i look at the chat, there's tons of messages wanting to know what happened and why i cut myself off. "fine. one show. but i'm not saying that!" i snap back with a fake glare at him. he laughs at me. "fine fine!" he gives a thumbs up on the stream. "and that's everything for today guys! bye!" he ends the stream.

"i mean it n/n go to a show. tommy wants to see you again. and jack would like to meet you in person instead of on a call for a stream. who cares if freddie's still hurt? he doesn't stop you from having friends." quackity's voice flows through my computer speaker. i groan, guess i'm going to one of tommy's shows now. just what i needed. not. "i'll go to one show but that's it. i don't wanna see freddie again, he's still upset and i don't want more drama at the moment." i answer back in a soft voice.

quackity leaves the discord call shortly after and i end up online trying to get myself a ticket for tommy's next show. thankfully, (or maybe not so thankfully) i manage to grab one and it's not that far away from where i am at the moment. it's tomorrow though. am i really going to do this? i shake my head, freddie can't stop me from seeing my friends. i'm going to do it. not just because of the dare but because they're my friends- tommy and jack anyway. i want to see them.

i text jason letting him know i'm going tomorrow and he sends a thumbs up emoji back and a 'stay safe' message. i shut my phone off and pray tomorrow won't end up in a fight and more drama than i can be bothered to deal with. but with freddie there who knows what will happen tomorrow. all i can hope is that he'll be civil if he sees me, he might not even see me at all. i just need to stay calm. i open my phone again and text tommy.