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~~ 2 Months Later~~ ((I'm sorry for jumping around so much!!!))

BYE is performing in Minneapolis tonight, and I, being the stupid little fuck I am, decided to go to see the boys I love performing their little hearts out. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. I finally landed on my feet and now I'm doing this. I got a decent paying job, I got my own apartment that isn't too far from work or my friends, I dyed my hair light brown (for my job), and I even sold my guitar. I've become an adult by managing to work, finish school, and have time for my friends. I even babysit a lot of kids around the building to earn a little extra money. I really don't know why the hell I'm going to see them again when I've been running away from them for the past two months, but I can't seem to talk myself out of it. I feel like it's just something I have to do. Maybe it's for closure or just because deep down, I love getting my heartbroken (sarcasm). The worst part out of this whole thing, is that I decided to go alone. Why would you go alone Lindsey? I have no fucking idea. I have a letter for them that I was planning on giving to their merch guy, whoever it is for this tour. God I'm so nervous.

I made my way out of the apartment, locking the door behind me and sighing in frustration. I still had no idea why I was doing this.

"Good luck tonight, Lindsey." My neighbor Dana said to me.

"Thanks, Dana." I smiled. Dana is one of the moms that I babysit for, but sometimes I'll stay over and we'll talk about what's going on in my life and she'll give me amazing advice. She thinks this idea is total bullshit, but she's still hoping for a good outcome. She flashed me a sweet smile before she went inside her appartment. I took another deep breath and walked down the stairs and outside. I fished my keys out of my bag and climbed into my truck, starting it up and begining the 20 minute drive to Minneapolis. The ride there was completely silent, not even the music blaring. I was so nervous that my knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel so hard. The ride to the venue went way too quick for my liking and I soon found myself pulling into a parking garage nearby. I sighed heavily one last time and climbed out of my truck and locked the doors before I began towards the elevator to go down to the street. When I got down to street level, I saw the tour busses just across the street. I almost wanted to break down in tears right there, but I knew I couldn't. I pushed my feet forward towards the entrance of the venue and I found my ticket out of my bag. I handed to to the girl and let her scan it before she waved me inside. The place, suprisingly, wasn't that packed so I managed t get a a few rows away from the stage and next to a wall. I checked my watch and saw that there would be another 45 minutes until the show started. I leaned against the wall playing mindlessly with my hood while more and more people began filing in.

Suddenly, the lights turned off and the distinct sound of drums was heard all over the venue, causing all of the girls to scream in excitement. Thomas was warming up, and adjusting his kit. Thomas. Tears sprang to my eyes hearing him playing. I couldn't really see him since the lights were so dim, but he was there. After that, I heard a guitar being strummed. I could see a very tall, lanky figure off towards the wall I was leaning against. Braiden. Braiden was standing not 100 ft away from me. The tears came unwillingly and began streaming down my face. A girl next to me handed me a tissue.

"This must be really hard for you. I'm so sorry everyone has given you so much hate, Lindsey. If it's any help, I've always been your fan." The girl said sweetly, smiling right at me.

"Can I just hug you?" I yelled over Thomas's drum kit. The girl opened her arms and smiled to me. I hugged her tightly and forced my tears back.

"Thank you so much for being there for me, but really, I'm done with the guys. I don't even know why I'm here." I said sadly. The lights started going up and I quickly put my hood up.

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