Last night, after the final ever bow, I tried to hold it together as best as I could. The rest of the cast and crew, and all of the fansies, needed to see how strong I was. I needed to prove to them that I could handle it.
So today, with nothing better to do, I came back to the Nederlander to cry. I needed to let it all out and I figured the best place to do it would be my second home for the past two years. And I didn’t want Corey to see me balling my eyes out back at our apartment.
Before I knew it, I was uncontrollably sobbing on the stage. This was my 24/7 home for two years. I made all of my best friends through this show. I had been living my dream for two years and all of that had been ripped away from me like it was no big deal. 'THIS IS A BIG DEAL,' I thought in my head. Suddenly, there was a voice behind me saying, "You’re right and it isn’t fair." I whipped around and there was Corey, the one person I didn’t want to cry in front of, standing there watching me cry. He sat down right beside me; both of us dangling our feet off the edge of the stage. His arms were enveloping me in a big hug. I couldn’t control my sobbing and he sat there whispering consoling words into my ear for hours before I calmed down enough for us to go home. We rode the subway home hand in hand as me and Corey continued to reminisce about the good times the show gave us. We walked in the front door of our apartment just as Corey started another story about Tommy Bracco
"Remember that time Tommy Bracco was hanging out with us on the Fourth of July and we all tried to push him the pool but he knew it was coming and ran halfway down the block to escape us. And then he snuck back in and pushed Bres in while he was flirting with that girl. Oh man, that was the best. Bres was mad at Tommy for weeks after that."
"Yeah, I remember Corey," I responded.
As we arrived and sat down on the couch together I realized one thing I didn’t realize before; the show ending wasn’t the worst thing in the world because the show gave me Corey, and now we have more time to spend together. I got up from the couch and went into our bedroom. Corey followed, and what happened afterwards made my day a lot less sucky.
AN: I realize it’s pretty short but it’s just the beginning. If you have a request give me a name. I really want to write more behind the scenes of the show even though it’s over. Tear. But so yeah I can do more one shots, and make sure to let me know in the comments what you think.
