The Call Of A Mute Heart

Chapter 54

I DID IT! I UPDATED ON A MONDAY /o/

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"Oh, sweetie. There is no need for you to be so nervous. I'm sure you'll do phenomenally! Would you like some mascara?" The human make-up artist gave you a bright smile that was probably meant to be reassuring but you weren't really in the mood to be reassured. You politely shake your head no and slumped back in the really plush chair that you had been assigned when the make-up artist finished what he was doing. Closing your eyes with a tired sigh.

Being nervous would be much better than how you currently felt. Nervous is a feeling that can be overcome much easier and often exists for the most mundane reasons. No, you were stressed and you had every right to be. The police station felt like a second home at this point. Over the past few months, you've had to go back and forth so much that you've lost count. Statements, identifications, interrogations, and that was just for the times you went there for yourself. You also went in every time that Mettaton or one of your other friends went in too. It wasn't like you felt obligated to do so. It was just nice to know that you had a friend waiting for you when you came out of these types of things and you didn't want any of them having to go in alone. After all, it's not like you HAD to work at the studio. Your job had the benefit of being done practically anywhere there were writing utensils and paper. Also when it was with Mettaton, you often went to visit Vince and Natalie afterwards if they were home. Which was nice.

Having monster friends was great but it was also nice to have a friend of your own species again. Especially, Natalie. That girl couldn't hurt a fly. One time you came over, you found her crying on the couch only to find out that she was crying because she found out that praying mantis's killed their mates. She was scared that the species would go extinct if the females kept killing and eating the males after procreation. It still brought a smile to your face that you had to talk her down from that and reassure her that they weren't in any kind of danger. Moments like those have been blissful retreats from the otherwise high strung and stressful life that you've been living.

With all of the police visits, the investigation has progressed far enough that a court date has been set. Despite how long it's taken, somehow BP had managed to keep the outside media exposure about the concert to a minimum but people had already made their own speculations as to what had happened. It was only natural. Mettaton hadn't disclosed any information yet and gossip about celebrities is what makes the media thrive. Whether it was good gossip or bad gossip, it didn't matter. They just knew that the monster icon's concert had been cut drastically short and that the police had been later involved. There was a lot of possibilities as to what had happened and they held no qualms in trying to figure it out.

Because of all of that on top of the lack of sleep and the little amount of work you've actually gotten done... you were very very stressed out. There was a pressure on your left shoulder that you assumed was a hand judging by the feeling of the shape. You opened your eyes and looking towards its owner. "He's right you know. There isn't anything to be nervous about, gorgeous. It's good that we finally have a chance to speak of what happened on neutral ground. Since we weren't allowed to disclose to much because of the investigation."

"I know... and I'm not nervous." You signed a little to quickly. You hoped Mettaton didn't take that as you being mad or annoyed. It was good that you were going to finally be able to talk about what happened. Especially since it won't be on a show that was considered biased since it would have been one of Mettaton's own shows. Your eyes wandered over the morning set that was for Norman's channel. Quietly thanking God that the live audience was just now filing in instead of having them be there when you came in. It had given you time to regain your composure from showing up in the first place. "I'm just really tired."