Under The Mask Of Anxiety

chapter six

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"Abi come on wake up!" I said, pouncing on abi as she grunted.

"What time is it?" She asked in a low mumble.

"11:40, we gotta' blast!" I said jumping up and down on her. I was so excited I woke up at 6 am and ran around the block twice.

"5 more minutes" she grunted, I got off her and yanked the duvet off her, however she was still curled in the duvet making me pull her off the bed too.

"Oh my god I'm sorry!" I said, trying not to laugh, which was impossible as i began to roll around the floor giggling, that was, until Abi bounced on me and began to tickle me to death.

"Abi no," i pleaded
"Oh my god, I can't breathe!" I giggled, she started tickling my sides ,which made me spit out a loud chuckle.

"Who's the most gorgeous smol bean?" She questioned as she was on top of me, still tickleing me.

"You are?" I answered in giggles

"YOU'RE WRONG PUNK!" she yelled at me and tickled me harder.

"TYER JOSEPH!" I shrieked and with that, Abi jumped off me and reached out her small hand to help me up.

I ran down stairs and swung my metallic fridge open, pulling out a large carton of orange juice and began to chug away, till Abi stumbled down the oak stairs.

"Don't you own cups?" She said with a small chuckle.
"Yeah but it saves washing up" I said with a small laugh.
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Once we were all breakfasted and ready to go it was 12:30, yes, breakfast at lunch time.

I hopped into my driver's seat of my car as Abi threw our twenty one pilots concert quintessentials into the trunk before she jumped into the passenger seat next to me.

"You ready bup?" I asked putting the key in the ignition.

"Hell yeah girl lets get the show on the road!" Abi replied tapping my hand, which was holding the key.
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"COME ON VAMANOS, EVERYBODY LETS GO!" Abi screams.

"COME ON LETS GET TO IT, I KNOW THAT WE CAN DO IT!" I screech in reply.

"WHERE ARE WE GOING"
Abi asks while I drum three beats.

"TO GO SAVE JOSH!" I yell as we both struggle for breathe from laughing.

I pulled up into the parking lot of the used venue. Abi and I grabbed our bags from the trunk and made our way swiftly to the line. There was an unusual icy breeze that was brushing bitterly across my nervous skin, our backstage passes banging wildly against our chests.

Abi and I stood at the start of the enormous trail of young fangirls and boys with a decent taste in music. My legs began to ache as I dew restless of the dragging wait. Suddenly, two brick like men came out and stood before us, assigning us to our seats, Abi grabbed my sweaty palm and gave it a well needed reassuring squeeze, calming my jumpy nerves.

After a good half an hour the boys pounced onstage and began to play their music. I focused all my attention on Josh, the way his red eye makeup was slowly being smeared off as beads of sweat dragged the paint from his small chocolate eyes. Tyler began jumping madly up and down, I glanced at Abi who was gleaming at Tyler, bless. I was tranced at the emence force, power and speed coming from Joshua's muscular arms.

All was going fine and dandy and I had almost forgotten why we were there in the first place. That was until I was shaken by Abi, I jolted my head to her, confused.
"Look up there!" She said into my ear, sounding like a whisper lost in the sworm of screaming, pointing madly to just above the stage.

I followed her extended arm till I saw a black silhouette climbing the lighting bar, I thought it was Tyler at first, but Tyler was singing migraine next to Josh. We ran to the security guard at the side entrance of the stage.

"excuse me sir!" I yelled in panic!
"May I help you two?" He asked curiously.
"Yes! There is someone on the lighting bar trying to kill Josh Dun!" Abi explained.
"Yeah, and I'm John Cena" he chuckled to himself.

"No look there is someone up there!" I push his shoulder to so he could see the silhouette.

"OH MY GOSH!" He shrieked.

Sparks started flying from the bar, they were cutting it!

"You need to do something! Abi yelled at the guard.
"I can't get up there! Have you seen the size of me?" He raised his voice, gesturing to his broad chest.

"I'll go up." I said with uncertainty.

"What?" Abi asked confused.
"I'll go up, I took up kickboxing when I was 13, I can do it." I said convincing myself.

"What? No I'm not letting you get killed Gem!" Abi protested.

"I'll be fine." I said as i began to climb the ladder to get to the lightingbar.

"Good luck" the guard said to me as he pet my ankle reassuringly. The figure was almost half way through cutting the bar.

I begin to climb up, the cold metal stinging my hands, my breathing began to get heavier as I reached the bar. "Hey you!" I yelled at the black figue, its head shot up, staring at me with bright blue eyes, they were familiar but I couldn't quite put a finger on it, I was snapped out of my thoughts as a studded combat boot forcefully found its way to my stomach.

I yelped in pain; anger surged through my veins as I crawled to her along the bar, grabbing him/her my the collar, imbeding my fist into their face, which was covered by a black balaclava.

I could tell it was a woman by the feminine yell she gave from the blow.
She punches back, hitting me square in the jaw, making me nearly fall off the bar, I swong back up on the bar and kicked her in the face, causing her to fall off the end of the bar. I gave a cry of happiness as I had safely managed to stop her from trying to cut the bar.

I began to make my way back down the lighting bar, I could feel it beginning to sway as I held on tightly. The sound of metal giving way flooded my mind with terror. With a loud crack it gave way, I screamed as loud as my tiny lungs would bare to make, I felt in slow motion as I caught the blow of some scaffolding, bouncing me into josh's drum ridge.

My body tensed at the sudden contact with Josh's lap, within a matter off seconds the red and black drum set were scattered, causing Tyler to trip.

I tried taking in a breathe but it was impossible, my lungs were blocked, my whole figure rang with pain. Muffled voices danced around my dizzy vision, the only thing I could clearly make out was the drummer lying unconscious on the floor.

More and more muffled voices drive there way into my head as the corners of my eyes turned black, within a few moments, all was black.

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Thank you for reading chapter 6, I was a loser and wrote two chapters together but Beth will be awesome and make 7&8 SO SICK!
This was really hard to write and I needed my dad's help in writing-
PEACE🍌