Saved By Lin-Manuel

•eighteen•

I sat down on the curb while I was waiting for Alysha. I was scrolling through Instagram and listening to "Something Rotten". I saw a post from Sean, and blocked him. I quickly went on Snapchat and Twitter to do the same thing. Not much longer, I saw Alysha and gave her a hug. "Thank you for coming to get," I tell her. "You didn't tell Lin right?"

"I couldn't, he was onstage, but he's worried sick," she informs. I didn't know he cared so much about me. We walk back to the theater and I tell her about what happened. By the time we get back it's almost intermission. I saw everyone and looked up the monitor to see the last couple measures of Yorktown being finished up. Most of the cast that was on for the matinee was onstage. I decide to go upstairs and sit in Lin's dressing room, he probably wasn't going to be back before intermission, so I can just surprise him before the second act. I get on my phone to see a text from Andrew, "Nugget told me you're back, where are you?" (a/n andrew calls alysha nugget by the way, lol). "i'm in lin's dressing room, i am gonna surprise him before act two. you can come up, but don't tell anyone i'm up here. don't want lin to know :)" I type and hit send. I get on Twitter and just scroll through my feed seeing random weird stuff, I should probably unfollow some of those accounts. I see Andrew open the door, and I give him a hug. "What happened? Everyone was worried sick," he tells me as he sits down next to me on the couch.

"Well," I start and explain everything to him.

"Wow, he's an asshole," Andrew replies.

"I trusted him, and he cheated. I still have his phone, I wanna destroy it or something but that seems too mean," I explain.

"I don't think so, let's destroy the phone," Andrew says with a smirk.

"I don't know.." I trail off.

"You want revenge?"

"Of course I do, but-"

"Go get the phone, we'll throw it out the window."

"Um okay," I say with a slight laugh. I go grab my phone from down the hall, and bring it back to Andrew.

"Just throw it out," he tells me.

"What?" I ask.

"Just throw it out the window," he says while pointing to the window.

I walk over to the window, and just drop it out, "that felt good," I tell him.

"Now you got your revenge, I should probably go, Non-Stop is about to end, and you probably want to be alone with Lin," Andrew says while walking out.

"Thank you," I tell him as I sit back down.

"You're welcome."

I look at the monitor and hear Lin say the final line of Non-Stop; "I am not throwing away my shot!" he yells with storming off. Only a few minutes until he's here and I get to let him know I'm okay.

I hear him walk up the stair with someone and say "Chris, I'm serious. If she doesn't show up in the next few minutes, I have to call out. Javi can finish the show, I just need to know she's okay."

Chris responds with, "Lin, I understand. I would do the same, but it's your choice."

I hear Lin put his hand on the doorknob and he begins to turn it. My heartbeat accelerates with excitement. He walks in and I see the biggest smile rush on his face. "Oh my god, you're okay." He rushes over to me, and engulfs me into the biggest hug. "You scared me half to death."

"I'm sorry," I tell him as I pull back from the hug.

"All that matters is that you're safe and you're okay," he clarifies while pulling me back into the hug. I runs his fingers through my long brown hair, and we just stay like that. I never felt so loved before. I feel a tear trickle down my cheek. He must have felt the wetness and he asks me "Mija, what's wrong?"

"I just never felt so loved, from Alysha bringing me back here, Andrew telling me to throw the phone out the window, and you with everything you did. You saved me," I explain.

"We all love you, every single one of us would do anything for you," he tells me with a big smile.

"Thank you," I saw and hug him again. I hear the orchestra start and tell him, "you should probably go back out there."

"You stay here, okay?"

"Right here, the rest of the show. I promise," I tell him before he walks back out the door. "Wait," I say and he stops moving. "Could you tell Jazzy I'm up here?"

"Sure, I really have to go now."

"Break a leg," I say as he walks out.