Faith is a 15-year-old girl that was put up for adoption at age 12. Her dad used to abuse her because her mom died and was never put in jail. Faith suffers from major anxiety and anxiety attacks. After 3 years in the adoption center, a man happens t...
I was walking home from Tyler's house since I only lived a couple blocks away after reviewing the setlist with Faith. She played every song on the setlist with basically no errors. I went through where she had to go on stage and when the lights would go on of when fire or smoke was gonna go off so she was prepared. Of course, we had rehearsal and sound check tomorrow so then we could go through it for real. I had no idea how good of a bass player Faith was, she's even better than me.
I looked at my phone and I saw I had a text from an unknown number. All it said was, "Someone might get hurt."
Brendon: What?
Unknown: Someone you know might get hurt, someone important, Brendon
Brendon: What are you talking about?
Unknown: I'm an old friend, you should know me, Brendon, we used to play together
Brendon: Ryan?
My heart was racing, I usually didn't get affected by these things, but Ryan was dangerous, he knew people.
Ryan: Wow, you finally got it. Just wait, Brendon, someone will get hurt
I tried texting back but Ryan wouldn't answer, what did he want? My heart raced and I felt an anxiety attack come on. I sat down on the curb on the side of the empty California street. My breathing started to pick up. I put my head in my hands and after a while, I relaxed and sat back up. I turned my head suspiciously at the noise of faint talking at the park next to me. It was 2:00 AM, who would be at the park? I walked over and saw someone pinning a person to the ground. The person on top turned their head toward me and quickly ran off. I ran over to the person and saw Faith, sobbing on the ground.
Faith's POV
I had gone outside to calm down my anxiety but Ryan just happened to show up. He tackled me to the ground and threatened me, slapping me again. A couple minutes Ryan ran off though, I looked to the side and saw Brendon running over to me. He kneeled down next to me and hugged me, rubbing his hand on my back. I tried to stop crying, I didn't need Brendon knowing about this.
"Shhh, it's ok Faith," Brendon whispered. "Who-who was on you?"
"No-no one, I don't know," I stuttered out.
Brendon gave me a skeptical look but didn't push me as he kept calming me down. Brendon meant so much to me, I was shocked he even cared about me.
"I'm sorry for wasting your-your time," I sobbed out, pulling back from the hug.
"No, no trust me, it's fine, stay," Brendon pleaded, pulling me back into a hug.
Brendon walked me back to my house, said goodbye, and walked back to his house. I laid in bed, appreciating the fact that Brendon walked all the way back over here then back to his house just so he knew I was safe. I smiled to myself, drifting to sleep.
The next morning when I woke up and went downstairs saw Tyler and Jenna talking, looking very concerned.
"What happened yesterday night?" Tyler asked me when he saw I was downstairs.
"Uh I had an anxiety attack so I took a walk and someone attacked me but Brendon saved me," I blurted out, eyes wide.
"Who!" Tyler yelled, slamming his hand on the counter as Jenna's eyes widened.
I didn't say anything, Tyler went over to me and grabbed my wrists.
"God damn it who?" Tyler shouted in my face, eyes full of fury.
I flinched back and winced. Jenna went over to Tyler and put a hand on his shoulder, guiding him back.
"I-I'm sorry, I just don't want anything bad to-to happen to you," Tyler said softly, looking at the floor.
"It was Ryan," I whispered. "Ryan Ross."
"What," Tyler and Jenna both said as they went over to hug me.
"I know you have to go to rehearsal for the show so could you tell me about it later?" Tyler asked.
I nodded and I ate before Brendon picked me up and we went to the venue.
We got through everything and a stylist came over to do my hair, makeup, and clothes.
The final product
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We hung around the dressing room messing around but on the inside I was freaking out. We got out on stage and the lights came on, wow that's a lot of people.
I played without any mistakes and we were on the last song. Suddenly there were screams, terrified screams. A gun went off and I heard a bullet wiz by. Time slowed down. My ear rang as I brought my hand up to my ear. My hand came back with blood. I slowly turned to Brendon who was staring at me, a terrified look on his face. My eyes rolled back and I was out like a light, screams surrounding me.
