Thunder In the Rain ~ Kane Brown Love Story Sequel

Miles away

*Sawyer's POV*

Kane had to continue on with his tour, and I was attending a few shoots and interviews in New York. Kane hadn't been happy about the idea of splitting up, even if it was for a few weeks. He was especially worried since I had experienced another dizzy spell. Thankfully, Emmeryse promised him that she'd stay with me the whole time. That calmed Kane enough to let him go on tour, even if it did break my heart to see him go without me. Him being alone made me worry about his panic attacks and if he'd be ok by himself.

I had been getting my makeup and hair fixed in the dressing room, getting ready to go on for an interview. I looked at my phone again, checking for any new messages but there were none. I hoped Kane was doing alright on his tour. The other night he had called and said that he was having some trouble sleeping and that he missed me. I smiled as I remembered his sleepy voice over the phone and me telling him that I loved him and to get to bed.

I had enough to worry about here, anyway, so I locked my phone and set it down. The woman doing my makeup finished my look with a swipe of lipstick. I had asked her to keep it simple. I was getting tired of always having to look picture perfect. It just didn't feel like me. None of this did. I felt a strange pain in my chest and felt my breath catch in my throat. I pushed it off as my lunch not sitting right and wanted to get this over with.

My manager came bursting into the room and was rambling on about things I still had to get done and what else was on the agenda for me. I tried to remember them all, but it was hard as my stylist showed up with pictures of the dresses that had been ordered in for me to pick from to wear to the premiere of some movie that was coming out this week. The hair and makeup lady tried to keep me still as she fixed my hair. The stage-manager came in the room and began running down things with me and my manager. All I could do was nod, knowing I was hopelessly lost.

Someone called fifteen minutes until air for me and my interview. Time to move then. I tried to take a deep breath and follow the man to where I would wait until my interview, but that seemed impossible as everyone else followed me and was throwing information at me rapid-fire.

I stood and tried to catch everything they were saying as people crowded around me. My manager was still going over things while the stage-manager ran through checks. The pain in my chest came back and felt like someone was squeezing my lungs. My stylist was shoving pictures into my hands, trying to tell me something about how satin fabrics were seeming to be in this season. I felt overwhelmed and couldn't focus on any one thing. The staff on set was trying to put a mic on me to get me ready for the interview. I started pushing their hands away as it became hard to catch my breath.

"What're you doing? We need to mic you so you can go on." the stage-crew said

"I can't breathe..." I breathed and backed up

"What did you say?" The stage-crew man looked at me funny

"I can't breathe..." I tried to say again.

I couldn't handle it. The room felt like it was spinning again. I was sure if I just sat down for a few minutes that I'd be fine. I was backing up when I tripped and felt my ankle roll and fell against the corner of the wall, catching myself and sinking to my knees. I felt tears sting my eyes. Everyone was on me again, but I couldn't understand why. I gripped the corner wall and pressed my head against it, letting out the most pitiful whimper I could've made. I squeezed my eyes shut as the tears of embarrassment came. Crying for my mom. For my dad. For Kane.

Emmeryse was right there by my side. She shoved through the crowd and crouched on the floor with me. Her eyes connected with mine and she gripped my shoulder as I cried. She yelled something over her shoulder before looking back at me with obvious concern on her face.