Miku POV
I had finished performing again. I walked back stage and I though to myself that this was the end.
I knew that I would never truly be free so I was just going to end my life. I went into the bathroom and took out one of my blades that I had always carried.
I put it to my throat when I heard a knock on the door. I quickly put the knife away and wiped my eyes just now realizing that I was crying.
I walked to the door Adam opened it quickly exiting with my head down. I walked past the person.
When they grabbed my arm. I looked up to see my mean manager. Mr.duff. He's was always rude to me. He would even hit me if I did something wrong.
"Miku what do you think your doing! Your suppose to be put their meeting your fans!" He yelled at me while slapping me in the face causing me to yelp.
He was about to hit me again when someone grabbed his hand. I looked up to see a boy with blue hair.
I knew this boy. He was also a famous singer. His name was kiato. He was really nice according to the media but their not always right.
"Excuse me but a man should never hit a women." Kiato said with a soothing voice that seemed very gentle.
He let go of his arm and my manager walked away.
I held my wrist which he had grabbed to tightly and started to run to sloth the pain.
"Are you alright?" Kiato asked me.
"Yes I'm fine..." I said as I looked down.
"Your kiato right?" I asked quietly.
"Yes I am. And you miku?" He asked me.
"Yes.." I said as I started to slightly back up.
"Well it was nice to meet you but I have to get going. But before I do..." He said handing me a paper.
"If your manager ever gives you any more trouble call me." He said walking away.
I looked at the paper to see his phone number.
I smiled slightly to myself. I made a friend.
