Lost Without You (A Team Starkid Fanfic)

Chapter 20

I DONT OWN TEAM stARKID or their WORK

I now had my two collaborative love fathers, a collaborative love mother and older brother with me working on this production along with my endearing boyfriend. It made my heart light with love and even though I've only known these stupid goofballs for a little over a year, I feel we've formed a friendship bond that's so much stronger.

Crisis was there strumming happily on his guitar when Joey, Devin and I strolled into the rehearsal space. "Ciao amici. Come va?" (HELLO FRIENDS. hOW'S IT GOING?)

"Ho sonno.(IM TIRED)" I respond nearly automatically. As Devin and Joey stare, sort of confused, Darren and I laugh.

"Italian, huh, Bird Girl?"

"Certainly. I was basically raised by the neighborhood nonna and she took the language quite seriously." The four of us spare a little chuckle.

As the rest of the cast pours in, Joe Moses decides to make his grand entrance. I notice him as he just simply trudges in behind NJSM.

"Char-" Devin looks at me as grins start to spread across our faces as I start to poke Joey whispering that panda-monium has arrived.

"Moses!" The three of us holler at the Joe who made an appearance. We rush at him together, enveloping him in a group hug. Soon, as the rest of the cast joins in, the guy clad in a panda shirt is smothered.

"Alright you idiots, sit down." Brian Holden commands us. "So now our good pal Moses, sit down you f*cker, is here to play the part of 'Rick's dick.'" There's some laughter mixed with applause. "Alright so we are gonna run the show from Scene three and just try not to f*ck up."

The next day, I start to feel the burden of this performance on me: the exhaustion, the nerves, a little bit of glee and the strain on my body. I suppose Dev noticed this because when I came home from class, it seemed she was trying to stage an intervention. I open the dorm door to see Dev, Darren, Joey and Brian Holden.

"Umm... What's going on guys?" I see all the concerned faces and start to get even more nervous.

"Charlie are you okay?" Joey locks eyes with me. "Sit down."

I gingerly move to park myself on the desk chair. "Charlotte, we are worried about you," Brian starts off.

"Char, you haven't been taking some of your medicine again. You aren't eating a lot. You seem sad and nervous."

I cast my eyes downward. "I probably shouldn't be feeling this, it's not really my problem, but how am I supposed to live up to AVPM? I'm nervous. And as for not eating too much, it's just my reflex for when I feel overwhelmed and I just have felt like medicine just wasn't going to help." I begin to rub my forearm like I used to do when my father confronted me.

"Charlie, don't worry, I'm nervous too. It-"

"Charlotte Agnes Watson." To my surprise, Darren used my full name. I slowly brought up my eyes until they were level with his warm ones. "We are all feeling the pressure and we deal with it in certain ways." He was speaking softly and carefully like he wanted to make sure I got it. "Everyone here cares about you and each one of us understands there were some problems before. Maybe now isn't the time, but whenever you feel the need to get any of it off your chest, any of us will be here. We don't want you to hurt yourself and we won't let anyone hurt you."

Warm streams of tars slide down my face. Although I know the duty of a friend is to be there for you, when some close to you says something like that, it truly touches you. "Thank you. I don't know what I would do if it weren't for you guys."