Every Breath You Take [RDJ Fanfic] - COMPLETED

One Hundred Three

After leaving on a positive note and Robert's couple of cute tweets (one about our anniversary, the other about my tour), the time apart is mostly work for us both.  I'd love to tell you it's anything out of the norm, but it's not.  But hey, that can be a good thing, too!  Nothing abnormal means nothing going wrong, no issues, no problems.  There's no Charlie, no absurd fans, and the audiences are actually singing along to my music.

The stops aren't all sold out, given this is my first tour, but from where I stand on stage, it's hard to tell.  It's honestly insane, and even though I'm nervous for the first one, the others come naturally.  I can hear my heart beating the entire time the first show, nervous to take the stage, but once I'm up there and I realize people are cheering for my entrance, I know it'll be okay.  And truth be told...I've been wearing that bracelet Robert got me for my first show for each one for luck...just in case I need to look to something for help.

He's face-timed me quite a bit and we talk for at least a couple minutes most nights while we're separated.  The hardest part is keeping up with time zones, though.  He's in Atlanta after a few days, starting filming with the rest, but the first few weeks for me are spent hopping around pacific coast and mountain time.  June is spent mid country, fluctuating between mountain and central time, and July is the end of the tour in the eastern time zone, on my home coast.  My last stop winds up being New York, another big city to close things out, and then I fly back to LA to see Robert again.

The good news is he sticks to that two week rule, or as best he can, so I do see him a couple times while I'm touring.  The first is when I'm in Las Vegas for a couple shows at the end of May and Devin has me set up to do a radio interview with their big Top Forty station.  

"So we have the one and only miss Rachel Thomas in the studio with us this morning," they introduce after I've sat down during a break.

There's a woman Jessie, and a guy from the venue I'll be playing at helping her out, Sunny, I think his name is, and compared to the last time I had to do radio before this tour, everyone is super kind.  I don't know if it's because my name has grown or what, but I'll take it.

"Hi!" I say shyly into the mic above us, and glance at Devin in the window who gives me a thumbs up, as she's been doing on every interview so far.  "It's good to be here."

"We're so excited you're here!" Jessie celebrates.  "You're playing tonight, so we weren't sure if you'd have time but-"

"Oh, I always have time for you guys!" I tease, trying to give my best, and it works.

She laughs and grins at me across the table.  "You're so busy, I imagine.  This is only the second week of your eight week summer tour."

"Yes," I confirm.

"And you released the album earlier this year, which has now been sitting at number four for the past four weeks."

"Has it?!" I gasp.  "I honestly try not to look.  I get too anxious!"

"It is!" Sunny answers for her.  "For good reason, too."

"That's incredible," I sigh.  "I honestly didn't expect it to even chart."

"Well, you're playing an almost sold out tour, too," Sunny reminds me kindly.  "Your fan base really delivered."

"It's crazy, isn't it?" I ask, shaking my head under the headphones they have on me.  "I guess I'm getting used to it, but I came form this small city and a desk job to-"

"To being on the big stage and living in Los Angeles?" Jessie teases.

"Exactly.  I don't think I'll ever understand why, but I'm just really thankful for everyone who supports me.  It would be impossible for me to be here without them."