It Wasn't Supposed To End This Way (A Starkid Fan Fiction)

Chapter 18-It Only Took A Day

Chapter 18

Well it's broken.

My hand, not my heart or anything else. I went to the emergency room because I woke up at 4 in the morning and my hand was throbbing harder than I thought humanly possible. The doctor had given me a blue cast, and told me I had to wear it for six to eight weeks.

I'm really happy that the bruises are covered, but this cast is killing me. It itches all the time, and I've only had it on for five hours and my hand hurts like hell. The pain meds wore off around six am, which pisses me off. I need to take more pills.

"Pack it up, guys! We have to be on the road in 20 minutes!" Clark Baxtresser shouts to the group as I walk in with Rosenthal's tailored Heart costume. I'm having a hard time holding onto this box, it's gonna fall out of my hands any second. But everyone is in full swing, bustling around. It's only 8AM. I've never seen someone move this fast without coffee. Unless they were on drugs. I saw some weird things in college.

I haven't met Clark yet, and he's actually my favorite musician in the group who doesn't also act like Darren and A.J. I actually had a bit of a crush on him a few years ago while I was still dating Jeff, and he's always been cute. I just haven't really thought of him as more than an awesome musician.

I go up and introduce myself to Clark, gushing at what a big fan I am and how I love his music. 

Darren comes in from the backstage area and sees me, wiping the smile off my face. Damn. I haven't talked to him since I ran out of my apartment at the beginning of the week. I haven't seen really anyone but Dylan, Nicki and Joey. To be honest, I'm still not sure I should be here right now.  Joey isn't even here, he's at his doctor's appointment and dragged Nicki along. I don't think she knew what the appointment was for, but all I'm hoping is that she doesn't succumb to what Joey wants.

I really don't want to talk to anyone at this point. But Darren's already seen me, so I act casual.

"Alex, hey," Darren says to me, stepping in front of Clark, whom I had only just started talking to.

Although I feel like a shitty person for doing so, I shrug to Clark and say, "Sorry. We'll talk another time, Clark."

Clark smiles, and his cute little dimples show. "It's fine. I'll get out of your way. This looks important." Clark then puts his hand up and gives a little wave as he goes to boss more people around. 

I smile at that, and shift the weight of the box to move some of the hair out of my eyes. Darren grabs my good wrist, noticing the cast around my hand. "I'm sorry, Alex, but I need to talk to you. This isn't about what went on at your apartment. It's about something else."

I breathe a sigh of relief. "Wait, so what's it about then?" I ask him, titling my head. I shift the weight of the box again. This is getting heavy and all it has in it is Rosenthal's costume and sneakers.

"I uhh...I just heard about you and Jeff yesterday when Meredith and Jaime were teaching me the rest of the dance moves for our songs. I umm actually met Jeff first, in college. I brought him into our world. And he and I have always been really close. But I wanted to tell you this. I promise you that if he gives you any problems, you can come to me. I've always been able to get through to him. I just want you to know that he's always been a nice guy. Well, obviously since you dated him for four years. Promise me, Alex, that'll you'll come talk to me if he gives you any trouble, alright?"

I'm touched that he cares, but at the same time, he makes it sound like he knows Jeff's been hurting me. There's no possible way of that happening...right?

"Why do you think Jeff would do anything like that?" I ask him.

"I don't," Darren says, holding up his hands. "But he's not the same person when he's upset. I don't know...he just...changes?"