Bad Blood

Issues

Well I am back and here is another chapter. A short recap: Blaiz was called on stage by Craig Mabbit. She has stage fright and can't move. Well I am gonna quit talking now and write the chapter. :P

I stood there staring at Craig in disbelief. A stage tech came up to me and nudged me forward. Craig walked over to me and grabbed my hand. I shook my head and tried to turn around.

"Blaiz, it's fine. Remember what I told you, and you will be fine." Craig whispered to me.

"But I have serious stage fright." I said, making sure to keep the mics away from our faces.

"It's fine. So did I. Seattle! It seems like Blaiz is nervous. How about you make her feel more welcome?!" Craig said, into his mic. I glared at him as the crowd roared.

"I don't want to go out there." I said, stubbornly.

"I know your nervous and that is ok. That is why I have the band playing 'Something'. It's a song you know and like. So that will make it easier. Just focus on me or the band or the spotlight. Don't look at the crowd and you will be fine." Craig said. I started shaking. I felt like I was going to throw up.

"If I throw up and faint, I'm suing you." I said, shaking off Craig's hand. Craig smiled and walked back out on stage.

"Give it up again for Blaiz Bishop!" He said into the mic, motioning towards me. I took a deep breath and walked out on stage. I smiled and waved to the crowd. I focused on Craig.

"Hello Seattle!" I said, into the mic.

"How is everyone doing tonight?" I asked. The crowd screamed and deafened me for a minute. I looked at Craig. He nodded to me then walked over to Robert. Monte, TJ, and Max followed him. I walked over to them.

"Are you boys ready?" Craig asked. They nodded then looked at me.

"Are you ready?" TJ asked me. I shook my head. The guys laughed and then Craig grabbed his water bottle. He took a drink and handed it to me.

"Let's get the party started. Boys, start 'Something' again. Blaiz, I'll start, but when I stop, I need you to pick it up." Craig said, as the guys started the music. I nodded. Craig smiled and grabbed my hand. We turned and walked towards the edge of the stage.

"So now your runnin. It's hard to see clearly when I make you angry. Your stuck in the past. And now your screamin. So can you forgive me? I've treated you badly." Craig sang, then stopped and looked at me. I gulped and he nodded. I slowly raised the mic and took a deep breath. The crowd got eerily silent. The band quieted the music, but kept playing.  I looked at the crowd, then to Craig.

"But I am still here. Sometimes I wonder why I'm still waiting. Sometimes I'm shaking. That's how you make me." I sang, my voice shaking slightly. The room went silent. The band stopped playing, the crowd was silent. There was absolutely no noise. It lasted a couple of seconds before the crowd screamed and cheered. Craig smiled and walked over to me.

"Good job." He whispered to me before motioning for the game to start again. They finished the song and then Craig quieted the crowd.

"So what did you guys think of Blaiz?" He asked. The crowd screamed.

"You liked her? Well that's good. Maybe she will come back." He said, chuckling at the end.

"Well say goodbye to her. Maybe you'll see her later." Craig said, hugging me. I waved to the crowd and walked off stage. I blindedly handed the mic to one of the techs. I didn't stop walking until I got to the BVB dressing room. I knocked briefly then walked in. I looked at all of the guys and walked to the nearest empty chair.

"Hey, Blaiz. Whatcha up to?" CC asked. I looked at him.

"Not much. Just got off stage." I said, taking a deep breath.

"Can I get some water please?" I asked. Jake handed me a water bottle.

"Thanks." I said. I noticed that everyone was staring at me.

"What?" I asked, annoyed.

Well this is the second time I have had to write this chapter. The first time I posted it, it deleted half of it. So I fixed for you guys so you weren't confused. Well I'm gonna go now. Stay strange, my lovelies.