Nothing Left To Say

Chapter 2

I arrive at the venue at 6:41. Eh, I'm early-good chance to listen to some Imagine Dragons. I put my phone on shuffle and "I Need A Minute" comes on. Awesome song to get pumped for a concert, I think. I fix my makeup and hair in my compact and head for the entrance. I spot Len, and we excitedly get our tickets out and enter the arena. I am blissfully overwhelmed. The stage. The seats. The people. Everyone here to see my idols. Len says we have tickets for the mosh pit. I stop in my tracks.
"M-mosh pit?" I stutter.
"Shai, I'm sorry, I know you hate crowds, but it was the only affordable seats I could get." Len says sympathetically.
"It's alright Len, I'm sorry I shouldn't be worried, once they get on stage, I'll be fine." I say.
"Ok, let's go!" She says excitedly as she grabs my hand.
I am so eager for it to start, but if am still apprehensive about the crowd. I attempt to push those feelings out of my mind, but they linger there like the taste of fish.

Len and I sit through the crappy pre-show, and then we are left in anticipation once again when the set up the stage for Imagine Dragons. When I have read the same fanfiction for the 3rd time in a row, the lights dimmed and people "ohhhh"ed and "ahhhh"ed. I joined in with them, and just then, the first chords of "Round And Round" came on. I started to freak out, and quickly discover I am not the only one acting this way. People push me around, and I sing louder to distract myself from the crowd. Every song they sing is perfection to me; not a flaw anywhere. After "Tiptoe" is finished, the lights shut off. I'm already going into post-concert depression. I feel empty. I thought this would solve everything! I thought I would be complete! I thought--

Dan stood on stage in his skinny jeans and t-shirt. He sang the first words of "Demons" and everyone was silenced. While he was singing, I thought of my demons. I thought of my father; who abused my mother and myself, and left us with a couple smashed beer bottles and a run-down Toyota. We lived there for 7 years, in that car. Constantly starving and dirty. At the time, I thought that was rock bottom. No, Child Protective Services finding us was rock bottom. My mother was taken into custody, and I guess you could say I was too. Foster Care Custody. I traveled from family to family, every 6 months, a new group of people who just took me in for the money. One family, The Londinhofs, I think that was their name, had another foster child in addition to me. Len. We became partners in crime, always devising plans to escape. We never followed through with them though. Meanwhile, I suffered from depression and self harm. I had and still have scars all up my arm. Len walked I'm on me and my razors once and forced us to leave. We were 18 and living on the streets. I got a job at Cracker Barrel and Len worked at Target. Together, we got a shabby apartment in the projects. Still, it was better than Foster Care. I still was depressed though, and Imagine Dragons helped me through it. They basically saved my life. Their music motivated me to put down the razors and go to school. I got my associates degree in accounting . Even though being an accountant isn't a dream job, it gets me by.

Dan continues to sing, and tears stream down my face. Suddenly, I am bawling-like a child. I fall to my knees and bury my hands in my face. I'm so overwhelmed with happiness and sadness that I don't even realize what's happening to me. Before I can process anything, I feel hands on my body, lifting me up. I look around and I see people below me smiling and cheering... For me? For Dan? I'm getting carried towards the stage and suddenly, I hand reaches out for mine and I grab it, and then I'm getting pulled onto the stage. My knees are now resting on the black floor and my back is to the audience. I look up and Dan is staring back at me.
"Well, haven't you traveled aways to get here." He says.
"You couldn't even imagine." I blurt.
He laughs oh so contagiously and I fall. My head pounds and my ears ring-then everything turns to black.

AUTHOR'S NOTE
I hope y'all like this chapter better then the last one! It only gets more interesting from here! I'll update maybe tonight but if not, then defiantly tomorrow. Thanks for reading!
<3, Addie