This Silence Kills Me

Backstage

"HANNAH HANNAH HANNAH," Alan yelled as he ran over and swooped me up bridal style. I giggled.

"Hi Alan."

"How was it?!" He seemed really excited to talk to me.

"Amazing!" I said throwing my hands up and wrapping them around Alan's neck. He blushed.

"You really think so? Did I do okay?" His head hung low.

"You did great Alan," I said kissing his cheek.

"SHE IS MINE NOW!" I heard a males voice scream as they stole me out of Alan's arms carrying me bridal style as well. The man took me into another room.

"H-huh?" I looked up to see it was Austin. "AUSTIN! I WAS WITH ALAN!" He pouted.

"But I said you were mine after the show." He put on a puppy face and he stood on his knees at my feet. I rolled my eyes playfully.

"Oh fineeeee! Just let me text Jake asking when he's picking me up." I took out my phone.

"YAY!" Austin jumped up. I called Jake.

"Hey Jake!"

"Uh.... Hey Hannah." Jake sound a little panicked.

"Everything okay? I was just checking when your picking me up." I turned away from Austin.

"Um.... Well.... Ya see.... The thing is, Hannah..." He was avoiding something.

"For lords sake just tell me!" I was getting a little mad.

"You can't stay with me anymore. You're living on your own... Your bags are backstage with a security guard."

"WHAT THE FUCK JAKE!" I couldn't help but curse. He knew I had nowhere to go. "WHERE ARE YOU?!"

"My parents got home early... And they kicked me out if the house away to college early... Hey I got to go. My plane is departing now. Love you Hannah! Call you when I land!"

"Don't even bother, asshole." With that I hung up the phone. I threw my phone at the wall, it didn't break due to the otter box on it. I fell to the ground crying.

"What's wrong Hannah?" Austin asked as he bent over and put a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm gonna be living on the streets after the concert..." I covered my faced so he didn't see me cry.

"W-what... Why?" I could hear the concern in Austin's voice.

"My friend... Was kicked out of his house."

"Why aren't you living with your parents?" Austin was confused but I didn't wanna tell him the real reason.

"Parent. My moms dead." I sighed.

"Well why aren't you staying with your dad then?" I could tell Austin thought he was going to far.

"He uh... Isn't the nicest... He verbally abuses me... He hates my guts. He encourages my... Self harm..." I got up and walked to a corner of the room.

"What! That's Jack! Do I need to hurt a man!" Austin followed me to the corner. Was he defending me?

"No Austin. He's probably already remodeled my room so I for sure can't go back there. Especially with you." I turned to face him, crossing my arms.

"Well... I'll have to ask the rest of the band but I'm sure Alan's fine with it, wanna live with us? At least on tour till we find you a place to live." His eyes showed his mind was racing all over the place.

"No Austin. That would be rude of me to stay with you guys. I don't want to be a burden." I turned away from him again.

"Hannah, your the contest winner. It would be like expanding your prize of the contest. Plus, I like you." I smiled a little bit but quickly frowned.

"Once you get to know me, you won't like me anymore." I brushed passed him as I walked to the door. He grabbed my shoulder.

"Listen to me Hannah! I like you and nothing will ever change that." He cupped my face trying to force eye contact. All I did was pull away and left the room.