The Consequence of a Dream

Ch. 21

Phoenix's pov

Today happened so quickly which is kinda scary. Because after last night I'm more nervous than ever to be on stage. I'm expecting a lot more water bottles to be thrown today.

"Alright Phoenix." I hear.

I walk on stage and right away, a water bottle is thrown at the stage. It misses the stage but I watch the security guy try and figure out where it was thrown from.

I pretend to have not noticed and just walk to the piano. I do my usual speaking intro and begin my setlist.

Not even 2 songs in, another water bottle is thrown on stage and the security guys begin to kick people out. Of course, I'm the one who gets the backlash for it and by my 6th song I get booed.

It doesn't take long for the entire arena to add in and I just walk off stage. It's what they want anyway. I can't even sing over them anymore.

I walk to the dressing room and sit on the couch with Harley. The empty dressing room that is, no ones in it. Well, not for long. Demi walks in not even 3 minutes after I walked in.

"What happened?" She asks worriedly.

"A few bottles of water were thrown so security was kicking people out. Then everyone got mad at me for what they were doing and booed me off. So I just walked off." I say.

"Did any hit you?" She asks witch concern.

"No, they are just violent with no aim."

And I really hope none of them play softball in the future shows. Because if so, I'm going to be hit hard. From the looks of it, none of them played softball at this show. Thankfully.

"How are you feeling?" She asks.

I shrug, "Same as yesterday."

Well maybe not the exact same. But in regards to the water bottle throwing, it's the same.

"A bit hurt?" She asks.

"Yeah."

"Sometimes people get jealous of other people who have what they have. You have an incredible voice, a lot of talent, you're a beautiful girl, and are getting to do things they aren't. They will do whatever they can to hurt you. But you can't let them get to you. Because that's what they are aiming for."

"I know."

I think I did a good job at hiding my feelings. I just walked off. I didn't show hurt or sadness. Nor did I show embarrassment. I just showed myself walking off stage, that's all.

Phil walks into the dressing room and looks at Demi, "You are supposed to be on stage." He says in annoyance.

"It's my show, I'll go on stage when I'm ready." She sasses.

"It's not just your show-"

Demi sends him a glare and he walks right out of the room, "Alright I've got to go on, but we'll talk once I get off stage." She says and I nod.

I watch her leave and I lay on the couch and hug Harley, "I still hate it here Harley." I whisper.

I let my eyes water as I watch Demi walk in stage over her usual stage entrance. She stands in the middle of the stage looks at the arena full of people.

"I'm disgusted at the fact some of the people in this room threw water bottles onto this stage at Phoenix. If you do not want to see her, do not come to the shows. I do not want to see you at all if you are going to bully someone. I've got nothing to say to you if you are bullying someone. If you've got meet and greet tickets and just booed her off stage, don't show up. I don't want to see you. What we won't do, is bully my opening act. I do not want you here if you're going to do what you're doing. In fact if you just booed her off stage, laughed when a water bottle was thrown, or actually threw one, leave." Demi says.

The arena is dead silent and from what I see, no one leaves the room.

"It's funny that no one wants to admit anything. You were so proud to do what you did 20 minutes ago. Until I see some people leave, I'll just stand here. Because I know there's some of you in this room who did all the above." Demi says.

I stare at the tv waiting to see people move but it's not until someone at barricade shrugs and walks away when half of pit leaves. It's not all of them, but I guess it's the people brave enough to boycott the show. Because I saw all of pit do at least one of the three things she said.

After that is when Demi begins her setlist but form what I see it's not the best she's done. But I guess it's because her minds on what happened to me before her set.

When her sets finished, she walks back into the dressing room and she sits at the end of the couch I'm sitting on, "You're gonna get in trouble aren't you?" I ask quietly.

"If I do, I don't care. Sometimes you have to do what's right and not worry about the backlash. If my manager has a problem, I can always get a new manager. I'm not worried, so you don't be either ok?" She asks.

"Ok."

I'll try not to be. But I know my dads going to see this and have something to say about it when I see him next time. I'm gonna have my ass beat.

"You did great doing what you were able to do. I'm proud of you, you handled it so much better than I would've been able to do. You are so much more professional than me." She says.

I shake my head, "No I'm not."

"You are. I'd have ran off stage in tears and you just calmly walked off. You handled it so much better than I would've." She says.

"Thanks I guess."

We make small talk as nick does his setlist and Demi walks back out to finish the rest of the set. Once they finish, we go back to the bus. Because it's a travel night to the next city so we can just have a hotel there.

I get in my bunk and just rest in it as I listen to Nick and Demi talk, "I'm so confused, what happened?" Nick asks.

"They thew water bottles and booed her off stage."

"Are you joking?" He asks.

"No, I'm serious." Demi sighs.

"Oh my gosh, I'd have cried. Is she ok?" Nick asks.

"I don't know." Demi sighs.

I turn my head to Harley, "It wasn't that bad." I pat her head.

As I said yesterday, I've endured worse.

Harley closes her eyes and rests her head on my pillow. At least one of us are happy with our life. I just don't know what I'll do with her after this tour. My dads not even going to let me have a dog. I can't keep her. But maybe Demi or Nick will take care of her for me? I know that's a lot to ask but maybe they will?

"So we need more security in front of the stage?" Nick asks.

"For sure." Demi says.

"Have you talked to Max about it?" He asks.

"No, not yet. I haven't had the chance. I will before the next show." Demi says.

"I wish I would've known before now. Now your speech makes sense. I didn't understand it before now, but knew better than to question it." Nick says.

"I'll be putting a statement on twitter later." Demi says.

"I'll do the same, this is ridiculous." Nick says.

You're telling me. I didn't do anything to anyone. I just don't understand why so many people don't like me. I just want to know that. That's it. If I could understand why, maybe I'd be able to fix it and change their opinions about me. But I'm in the dark. None of them give me an answer as to why they hate me so much...