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I walked out of the dressing room. my long black hair straightened and laying on my shoulders. They had put me in a rolling stones crop top and black ripped jeans.
I was cool with it to be quite honest. I couldn't wait to get on stage and show the crowd the new song I've written.
"Scared?" I heard Dan say and i scoffed.
"Not a bit. I've done this enough to get the feeling of fright out of the way. I cant wait to see them all. " i said as we walked to the stage entrance.
"good luck mate, you got this alright?" was the last thing i heard before i ran out.
"Whats happening America! Lets fucking blow the roof off this stadium tonight!" I said I was about to sing when a loud bang rang through my ears along with screams.
I froze where i was and Dan came out on stage and pulled me backstage screaming at the security to get everyone out of here.
I couldn't move or speak.
Dan pulled me out of the building and into a car with paparazzi and police light flashing everywhere.
"what the fuck..?" I spoke out finally.
After the words left my mouth it all caught up to me and i was sobbing. "I need to go back!" I screamed, and then it all went black.
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I slowly sat up on the bed I was in and immediately checked the news. 22 people died. Holy fucking shit.
I checked my socials to see anymore news about it and to see if everyone else was okay. After a few minutes i posted a tweet.
TheDestinyBegins- To start this off, I am extremely sorry to the family and friends of everyone who was hurt or injured last night. as for the ones who lived, I will be refunding the tickets for My tour, I am extremely sorry once again and if you are a family member of any of the lost that were killed, please contact me or my management so we can sort out an apology. To my fan base, I will not be focusing on music at the moment. Please take into consideration that this does not mean i am done making music. I love to make music for you guys and for myself as well. but right now, im going to spend time with loved ones and try to sort some stuff out. wait for me. and ill wait for you. Yours always, Destiny xx.
As soon as i sent out the tweets I began to get replies and retweets.
Dragonsockerters- She does realize its her fault right? bloody whore. should've shot her instead.
As soon as i read that one i logged off my socials and Called Dan. after two rings he picks up.
"Can you come over? and bring Stephan. I need you guys right now." I sighed into the phone.
"We'll be right over love. Want some pizza and coffee as well?" Dan said softly.
"Yes please." I said before hanging up and flopping back on my bed.
how could this have happened?
Is it really my fault?
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RomanceSolo artist Destiny Anderson had made it big. she was 23 and was in the middle of a world tour. Her life was amazing. That was until the shooting. it was right as she got on stage, a shooter got into the stadium and began to shoot. she wasn't hurt...