Chapter 4

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I ran to my hotel, hot tears streaming down my face.

He just got mad. He just got mad. We all get mad, Rian.

I slammed open the hotel door and ran to the elevator and waited not very patiently for the door to open. I got in and an old lady, maybe about 70 was in the elevator with me. She as wearing a knitted shawl, white, with a light blue skirt that looked a little scratchy.


'' What floor sweetie?'' She asked in a really sweet, quiet voice.


'' Um floor 6.'' She nodded slightly and I tapped my foot anxiously.


We all get mad Rian, we all get mad.


'' Are you in a rush sweatheart?'' I had to strain my ears to hear her.


'' Uh yah. I just got in an argument with someone, so I had to get away I guess.'' I tried not to talk about it or I would burst out into tears any second.


'' Did either one of you apologize?'' She asked. I frowned.


'' Uh, he did but I ran out before he could say anything else.'' I didn't really think about that.


'' Oh so it was a boy.'' She slightly smiled and chuckled.


'' Yah.'' I smiled too.


'' And you said he apologized, but you ran out?'' She was a little bit louder and the elevator dinged to say we were at the first floor. No one got on.


'' Yah. I was really upset because he yelled at me, and he's never yelled at me before like that.'' I choked. Hunter meant a lot to me.


'' Do you want to know what I think?'' She asked me. Aren't old people usually really wise. I would use some wise information right now.


'' Yes please.'' I laughed. She smiled.


'' I think you should go back and you should apologize, whether or not you were wrong. Men can be so,'' she paused, '' so stubborn sometimes. Just like women. You just have to fix it the problem and move on.'' She smiled weakly and the elevator came to her floor.


'' Thank you.'' She nodded and walked away, limping on her cane.


I quickly pressed the lobby and waited until I reached the floor. I reached the lobby and ran as quickly as possible and I eventually reached the House of Blues. I ran backstage and found Hunter sitting there, his hands on his head.


'' I shouldn't have yelled at her man.'' He was saying to Brandon. Brandon coughed and Hunter looked up. He saw me and didn't know if I was happy or still mad. I ran up to him, grabbed his face, and kissed him. Hard.


'' I'm sorry.''



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