We Made It - a PTX FanFic // no more updates :(

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warning: trigger warning. deals with rape.

"Ahhh! Scott, Avi, Mitch, Kevin! Oh my g... Kirstie... guys I'm so sorry."
"She's in a better place now, Tori. She, I bet, is happy that you'll be the one taking her place. She would want this."
"Thanks for the reassurance, Mitch, but she was so perfect!" Tori squeals.
As we step into the dressing room, I notice how bright Avi's cheeks are. I nudge him in the arm with my elbow and smile, biting my tongue. She rolls his eyes. We all know how he feels about Tori. I mean, the queen has the vocal range of God.
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"And remember when Jess went over to me and slapped my face? She did it again!" Tori yelps.
"That bitch!" I say, making the dressing room echo. Everyone lets out a laugh and Scott hands Tori the pans for tour. We delayed the time but the full house will still be there.
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As we, the original members of Pentatonix, walk out onto stage, the crowd falls silent when they don't see Kirstie. Tori is backstage, and will be entering after our tribute.
"Hey everyone. We would appreciate it if you all keep this information that we are about to give to you private, for we want to tell our shows individually. As you can see, there are only four members of PTX up here. Kirstie, while leaving he-" A tear falls down my face and my voice cracks. Kevin, Avi, Scott, and Tori are crying, too. "Ahem... while leaving her h- I can't read this."
"Let me," Scott mouths. The audience, some expecting what's to come, is silent. Some are crying with us, and some are in shock.
"...while leaving her house, was caught in a car crash and passed on impact."
The room fills with small gasps. "This is our tribute to the lovely Kirstin."
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"Thank you all. Again, don't share what we told you. Please. And give it up for Tori!" I smile. We all cheer along with the audience, causing Tori's face to go red.
"We love you! Goodnight!" Scott cheers as we exit the stage. I blush, noticing the dopey smile on his face.
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As we all settle in the dressing room, the door opens. Esther pokes her head through the opening of the door.
"Someone would like to see you guys."
As she opens the door, a girl with an air tank walks in. She looks to be about eight, and her hair is gone. A tear rolls down Scott's cheek as he looks at his little cousin, battling a rare form of lung cancer. She smiles, and he goes down on his knees, opening his arms up to her. My hand falls over my mouth, and my heart races.
Rosie, Scott's cousin, waddles over to him, squealing when they hug. He can't hug her too tight, because her lungs could give out, but he still manages to make her feel warm.
"Hey Rosie," I whisper.
"Uncle Mitchie!" Rosie squeals as she hugs my legs. I mouth 'OH MY GOD!' to my friends, and Scott looks at us in awe. "You guys did really good!"
"Thank you, sweetheart. Now, go back to your mom, okay? I don't want you getting sick."
"Okay, Uncle Mitchie. Bye bye!"
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I step into the house Scott and I bought, and I notice that there's another car in the driveway. I hear screaming from upstairs and sprint as fast as I can, following the sound.
I barge into our room, seeing Scott struggling to get away from Alex.
"Let go! Stop!" He screams as Alex tries to pull his pants down. I run behind Alex, and knee him in the balls. He collapses in pain, and winces. Scott is shaking, and falls to the ground.
"What... what the... oh shit," Alex says as he sees me, hovering above him.
"Yeah, 'oh shit' is right."

short but important:)