Stop Helping Those Boys

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A/N 7th Chapter in 24hrs....I'm starting to believe i've been possessed by the writing God's because that is the only explanation to being able to write so many chapters for all of you. 


Sang's POV

As soon as my SongBird performance was over I found myself rushing out the back of the tent for a desperate need to breath, I always got like this when i sang, one of the few thing's i had control of was what i could sing as long as the audience was happy.

I wonder if Hendricks or McCoy are aware i pretty much sing about the hell around me?

I don't know how long i sat outside allowing the cold air to relax me, i hadn't even taken off my mask, thankfully that was my last performance, well technically there was the end performance but after that i don't think i would be able to handle going back out there, that wasn't an unknown thing for me and on the rare occasion's Hendricks or McCoy noticed because i only have one jump during the entire thing they most i will suffer is kneeling for several hours, something i had been used to even before i came here.

''Are you okay Angel?''

I was suddenly thrown out of my thoughts as Silas's familiar accented voice filled my ears, what was he doing here? i was also surprised to find North standing behind him but where Silas held emotions in his eyes like sadness and another emotion i couldn't quite decipher, North was literally red in the face.

What is his problem?

As though he could hear the question in my mind all of a sudden i am hit with a voice full of rage that i can't help but flinch away in fear, angry voices near me always ended in pain.

''WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?! you could've died!''

I froze, what the hell was he yelling about? i glanced towards him i noticed at the side of my eye Silas eyes full of concern.

Crap he must've seen me flinch away

''North, cut it out she's done this more times then we can count''

Silas spoke turning his attention away from me to North trying to reason and calm with him and usually i would've let him deal with that but when i realised he was referring to my performances i couldn't help but feel defensive.

''I don't fucking care Si! did you see her? she was being thrown around like a fucking rag doll! just one mistake and she would've been fucking dead on the ground!''

Oh hell no!

I stood on my feet gaining their attention,my fists balled at my side in anger.

Who the hell does he think he is?

''Four years North!''

I snapped at him causing him to frown slightly confused at my three words but i started speaking once more before i could ask me what i was saying.

''I have been doing that and a hell of a lot more for four years! 3 years of which without even a safety net while i'm twenty feet in the air! i know what i am doing and those i do such act's with i would trust with my life....''

Mainly because those i do that acts with was Adrik and Wil, well just Wil now.

''I don't care if you had been doing this since the day you were born! this is far to dangerous for you!''

He yelled back at me.

''Who the hell do you think you are thinking you have some sort of right to come over here and yell at me about the dangers or the possibilities of death? i have been doing this long enough to know exactly what can happen if things turned bad, hell i have been through things worse then worrying if my hand's will catch the bar i aim for, you have no right as someone who has never even worked in this type of environment before a few day's ago to come over here and yell at me who has been doing this for years as though i am some bloody idiot!''

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