✖️ To Forgive and Forget [ MARTIN GARRIX ] [ COMPLETED ] ✖️

✖️ Chapter Thirteen: Present ✖️

Groups of people were crowded against the railings as they reached out to touch us or let us sign their merchandise of Martin or me. Airport security shuffled along with us as we walked through the stuffy airport to our waiting car. I reached out between two large built men and brushed my fingertips against the hands sticking out.

Cheering intensified as I stopped walking and started greeting everyone and signing some of their treasured items. Martin tapped my shoulder with impatience and I held up my finger for him to wait another minute. Fans took pictures as I smiled up at them and waved goodbye, leaving the airport until we returned early in the morning.

"What took you so long?" Jared asked us as we climbed into the back of the limo where our managers already sat waiting. "More importantly, did you get a good press image with your fans?" I smiled at him and patted his knee for reassurance as I settled into my seat.

"We tried, but we knew that you guys were waiting for us," Martin said as I corrected him and watched the buildings and seaside pass by us from the window opposite of me. "Whatever, Rainn." I rolled my eyes and laughed along with Jared and Ben at Martin.

"Is Julian already at the party?" I asked fixing the strap of my dress laying on my shoulder. Ben responded with a nod and continued playing around on his phone. "Did he dress up nicely like I told him too?" Martin showed me his phone screen that had a social media app open.

"You ask me," Julian, in the picture, had on a black tux and looked really cleaned up for Martin's and my big night. "I mean, in my point of view, he over did it, just a little." Martin teased Julian as he smirked at me and I laughed.

The car ride was short, but we waited until the clock hit seven before we went into the rich Californian house that Spinnin' rented for us to use for the night. I shifted in my seat uncomfortable and rubbed my hands together, a nervous habit. Looking at Martin, who was biting his bottom lip out of nervousness, he took my hand in his and soothed the emotions and feelings running in me.

The door opened and Julian's head poked in to greet us. I stepped out of the car with his help and hugged him as a greeting. Martin stood behind me until I finished catching him up on what we've been doing. Letting Julian go, I watched as the two boys did their little handshake and then hugged.

"We don't have time to spare you guys! Come on, the guest are waiting!" I exclaimed as I grabbed for their hands and rushed them to the doors of the building. "Julian, go in and tell them we are here. We will be in soon." He opened the door and winked at us as the sounds of the party flooded our hearing.

Martin still held my hand as he squeezed it repeatedly and bit his lip obnoxiously. I stood with my shoulder pressed against his arm and my head laying on his own shoulder, hearing his rushed breathing patterns. Taking my hand out of his, I placed it around his back and on his other shoulder to hug him.

"I couldn't have done this without you, Rainn," it was Martin who spoke before I could. "You were the one who took me to Spinnin', helped me with my first track, set me on the right path, and let me see that there is something for me out, something more for us." Martin kissed the top of my head before setting it there and listening to the people inside quieting down.

Martin reached out nervously for the door handle and opened the door slowly as I watched familiar faces appear and loving smiles shine at us from behind the door. Clapping started and then cheering erupted as Martin and I walked in to be greeting by Ben and Jared who gave us glasses champagne and handshakes of congratulations.

"Speech!" I heard Julian call out from the back of the room as I spotted him and rolled my eyes. Martin shifted uncomfortably next to me as he took a drink from the glass and smoothed down the front of his suit. I cleared my throat and waited as all eyes looked at me and the voices quieted down. I was in a higher state right now, getting pumped on the energy and adrenaline rushing through me.

"Music," I started as I looked around the room again with cautious eyes, looking for looks of approval and pleasure from the people and spotting three very surprising faces that made me smile large. "Had brought us together and formed us into what we are today. Martin Garrix, the youngest and most talented DJ. Rain Done, the first international DJ to make headlines around the world. That was us before music found its way into our hearts. Now, with Martin by my side and me by his, we have become the most unstoppable force and recognizable group to come out of Spinnin' Records and Amsterdam altogether. I couldn't have wished for a better partner to join me on my journey through music."

Martin was the first person to clap as I finished my speech and set my glass of champagne down to run over to my family. My mother reached out her arms for me to fall into her and hug her tightly, smelling her sweet perfume and nestling my head in the crook of her neck. Zella, my sister, rubbed my back to comfort me and join us in our hug. My brother, Fisher, kissed my cheek as I released my mother and sister from my grip.

"We miss you so much at home," Fisher spoke as he placed his hands on either side of my face, caressing my cheeks. "Your loud music and happy demeanor, all of it. We love you, Rainn. We are all so proud of you." I wrapped my arms around his torso and choked on my sobs as I felt tears slowly falling down my cheekbones.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and opened my eyes to find Martin standing with our managers and Julian behind me. Wiping the wetness away from underneath my eyes, I fixed my dress and introduced them to my family before I could start cry again. Martin seemed most pleased to finally meet my family since I talk such a big talk about them almost everyday.

After I met Martin's family and I was introduced to the other people in the house, I stayed around once the party ended with Julian and Martin to talk upstairs. I slumped down in a chair and let my hair fall down out of the bun it was in all night. Julian took off his jacket and pulled out a clear bag of a white powdery substance. Smiling, I situated myself to sit on the edge of the seat, hoping to get a line or two of the pleasureful drug.

"Do you really want too?" I heard Martin question as he eyed the cocain that Julian is setting up in straight lines. Nodding my head, I left my seat to sit between the two of them and lean down to take in the most missed medicine that I haven't had in me for months. It started in my head then traveled through my bloodstream to cover every inch of my body.

I now felt truly free and complete.