A/N Does anyone read this book? I know that is awful, but I would really appreciate it, if you weren't a ghost reader and you voted and commented! If I don't see at least two or three votes , I'm going to end it or delete it.
As I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on my bunk. I instantly felt sick. I jumped out my bunk and ran to the bathroom, not caring about waking up the guys from the noise. Even before I could lock the door, I felt down next to the toilet and stared throwing up.
After some minutes that felt like ages, I felt someone kneeling next to me. He took my hair from my face with one hand and stared running circles on my back with his free one.
When I stopped throwing up, I groaned and the person that watched me emptying my stomach, helped me stand. I opened my eyes to see Balz.
Balz helped me brush my teeth and walk in the front lounge, where he told me to sit on the couch, before he helped me take my medicine.
-You okay? He asked.
-You want a honest answer, right? I asked.
He nodded and I sighed.
-I honestly don't know!
Balz stopped middle in his tracks, realizing that the situation was bad. I never wanted to worry the guys, but I couldn't lie to them either.
I groaned and lied down on the couch, closing my eyes. The rest of the guys came in and when they saw they stared getting worried over me.
-I'm going to call Josh to tell him that we need to cancel the show! Said Chris and I opened my eyes quickly.
-No! I'm fine! I don't want to let the fans down!
You let people down everyday! What's the difference for one time?
-Devin, you are sick! You can't go on stage today! Said Angelo sternly.
-But... I began protesting.
-No,buts! We are going to cancel the show, so you can have some rest! Said Chris one more time and he left the room, to call Josh, our manager.
As the door closed, Ricky and Ryan began to take care of me, like my mom did, when I was younger. Ricky wrapped a blanket around my waist and made sure that I was comfy, while Ryan was cooking soap. I smiled and closed my eyes.
Suddenly, I felt someone touching my forehead. I opened my eyes to see Angelo's blue eyes.
-You fortunately you don't have fever! He informed me smiling softly at me.
-That's good! I heard Balz mumble from the opposite couch, while looking at his phone.
-So it might be a cold or maybe your stomach didn't like something you ate! I heard Chris say and the rest agreed.
You know that that's not the reason. You know what is going to happen next! You watched it at the hospital, remember? It was before you killed Edward! Do you remember Allen? Do you remember why he died? Well, that's going to happen to you!
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Schizophrenia (Devin Sola)
Fanfiction'She was back. I was sure about it. I was gonna to live the same thing again, like when I was younger. But with the only change that I wouldn't survive the war that was happening on my mind!'
