Tour is almost over, we have a weeks worth of shows left.
I haven't talked to Ricky at all. I hardly speak to any of them, I mostly talk to Balz and Chris.
I mostly try to distance myself from everyone, I felt like me coming on this tour has caused drama.
I decided to change my on stage look for the last week left.
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(Yes that is Francesca De Struct, pretend it's Elizabeth Gillies lol)
Another day of tour. I've gained a good amount of publicity on Twitter and Instagram, apparently I'm a "icon" for little goth girls.
Here we all are, about to go on stage. I cracked my neck and knuckles to warm up.
I could feel the vibrations of people's chants bumping through my body, 'Motionless' 'Motionless' 'Motionless'.
There was something about this show, I had a sick feeling in my stomach. I never get nervous before getting on stage, I don't know what's wrong now.
Angelo got on stage first, followed by Balz, then Ryan, then Ricky, then Ghost. Just as Chris was about to walk out, I stopped him.
"Wait wait Chris I don't feel good." I whisper shouted, he walked onto stage before he heard me.
I drank a lot of water before it was my turn to get on stage.
I couldn't stand still. I kept playing with my ear ring to distract me from the feeling.
"Hey Ellie, you alright?" One of the tech members asked.
"No." I sighed, before walking on stage.
I did what I did every night, the same dancing routine. I could barley keep my eyes open, every time I moved around I'd see stars and if I were to pass out.
It was time for the last song. I kept tripping over my own feet.
In the middle of Motionless in White's last song, Chris had a little break during the song, he asked me something.
"Ell's you don't seem alright, do you need a break?" Chris asked, away from the microphone right in my ear.
"Yeah I-" I was interrupted by darkness.
I passed out in Chris's arms.
Chris panicked and dropped his microphone making an awful scream of a sound.
Chris lifted me in his arms bridal style as my long black hair hung.
Chris's POV
"Ell's you don't seem alright, do you need a break?" I asked, taking my microphone away from my mouth.
Her response seemed weak. The way she's been acting on stage wasn't right.
Just as I was about to complete tonight's show, Ellie collapsed in my arms.
