Chapter Five

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"Welcome back to celebrities talk! Please welcome our guest Ethan King! A rising fav two music and acting! Welcome to the show, I'm your host, Emily Cane!"

"Nice to meet you Emily, thanks for having me on the show."

The was a live audience, and according to what I knew about the show, there would be surprise guests for the guests. So, I'm curious.

"We did our fair of readers here on you and found out about this cutie right here," a picture of Heather appeared, "she's been with you since high school?"

"Well, in my senior year, things got bad and I was in a bad state. She was an amazing friend who stuck by my side."

"Just friends?"

"We tried dating, didn't work. She's still super amazing and I'm her number one fan. She became an author and I always an first in line to buy her books," I laughed.

A collective 'aww' went through the crowd.

"And what do you mean by bad time?"

"Ah, well, to summarize, my dad passed away and things at school were getting bad to a point where I had to transfer. Heather and her family moved with my mom and I to another state."

"I'm sorry for your loss, but, That's all?" Emily asked.

"The rest is better not said. It was a pretty dark period in my life where my mom and Heather became the most important people to me."

"Sorry to hear about that. Why inspired your u to become a singer, and later become an actor?"

"Well, Heather and I were baking, I was amazing at it and Heather wanted to impress her boyfriend, and I started singing to a song on the radio and heather just, grabbed me by the shoulders, Floyd all over her and said 'you need to become a singer now!' And the rest is history."

"I take it you two are close?"

"Of course! I'm the man on honor for her upcoming wedding! Of course, I will admit I had another best friend I was closer to, but things turned sour."

"That is unfortunate to hear."

"It's history now. That was eight years ago. Besides, for what he did, I hope he managed to be happy. Probably punch him if I see him again, but still."

"I'm assuming things were pretty bad?"

"One day he was fine, the next he turned everyone against me, then tried to apologize when things got hairy," I explained.

"Well, now you can rub everything in his face."

"I'm good. I'm happy knowing I'm happy with the people who surround me."

Another collective 'aww' from the crowd.

Emily hummed, "now, since Heather is not your girlfriend, do you have one? What's your type?"

I laughed, "I'm single. And hate to break it to you, but I'm gay, so I've never had a girlfriend."

Some girls in the audience went wild at that.

"Oh! Well, you're surrounded by woman," she stumbled, "it was-"

"Woman are less dramatic in my opinion. Sure, they have their own drama, but I can be relaxed hanging out with them. Like I said, Heather is my best friend, we tired to date, but it didn't work."

"Well, when did you discover you were gay?"

"Well," I thought, "it was when I was still friends with my ex best friend. I had been out in the rain and my parents weren't home and the door was locked, so I went to his place. He took me in, gave me clothes, and being children, just kissed all the bruises and scrapes on my face. He was a real charmer. That point on, my heart would flutter when I hung a round him. Though, I never confessed."

Collective 'aww' once again.

"You're were smitten?"

"Yup. It hurt when he changed though. Still, I wish the asshole well."

"Truly, a hero."

"Thank you."

"Now, some audience questions."

A man ran around holding a mic, looking for raised hands. The first person hit straight home.

"A lot o movies you do handle heavy topics like suicide, but you said you'll never do a movie if they show the actual suicide. Why is that? Huge fan by the way!"

I sighed, "well, that's a bit personal, but i might as well share it," everyone lives Ike's at me with a raised brow or just confusion, "in that year where everything was out of spiral, I was in a dark place and I truly thought there was no reason for me. I wrote a note, apologizing for being a disappointment, and tried to kill myself. My mom, my amazing, wonderful mom, who was still dealing with dad's death, found me, saved me, and took me to the hospital. Having known what the two people closest to me felt when I said I hated myself so much to do that, it made me never want to see that pain again. Having movies show such a horrible thing, there is someone out there who's going to sob remembering someone they loved."

Silence.

Utter silence.

Then, the same person went farther, "is there a similar reason you refuse to do movies with rape scenes?"

"Yes, there is a similar reason. Not the same reason, but similar. That, I will not talk about."

"You have, been through a lot."

"I'm just hoping that I can continue life not regretting my mom saving me."

"It's safe to assume that's why you support a lot of charity's?"

"I just don't like people suffering."

The next person was a bit more light hearted.

"Have you ever kissed anyone? Or had sex?"

"Yes, moving on!"

"Hold up, you can't say yes and skip over it."

"Regret is part of the reason, let's skip over it."

"Fair enough." Emily laughed.

"You like anime."

"Hell Yeah I like anime! I do a mean Barnaby Cosplay." I chuckled.

"Now, we'll continue with questions after. Here, have a drink." A tall drink was placed in front of me, and I raised a brow at the red liquid. "Fruit punch."

"Okay then."

"Anyways, we heard you loved voice actors, so we invited one of the best to surprise you! He doesn't know you're here so this will be fun. Please welcome the voice actors from many shows such as-"

I know she listed names, but she butchered so many so I ignored them.

"-welcome Jack Queen! Oh! Your last names are ama- why are you getting up?"

That name, that's fucking names. I picked up the glass of punch and turned around, smiling at my dear old friend Jack.

His face turned to shock seeing me. I walked up to him, and poured the punch on him, then slapping him.

"Man, I hoped I would never see you again."

"Still holding grudges?"

"Still a womanizing dick?"

"Oh! You two-"

"This is my ex-best friend. Screw you." I said as I walked back to my seat.

"Oh, wow, you two-"

"Knew each other yes. I'm sorry I want the interview to continue, but not with him around." I hopped into the audience, "fans are welcome to join me. Let's get a coffee."

About ten people jumped up and followed me out of the studio.

Pictures of the eleven of us getting coffee trended in Twitter, instagram and tumblr, as well as Jack wearing a punch stained shirt.

Deserved.

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