Chapter 158 - Talk Shows

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"Yeah, yeah, I'll ask her, one second." I heard Lin talking on the phone as he came into his dressing room. I looked up at him, and smiled. Javi and Andrew had left, it was late, I was trying to sleep. "Peanut," he looked at me, "I have James Corden on the phone, and he was wondering if you wanted to come on the show on Monday."

"Yes. Oh gosh yes please." I grinned.

"She said yes, one sec, here she is." He handed me his phone, and I held it up to my ear.

"Hi, this is Abigail?" I heard his voice come through the phone in my hand.

"Yeah." I said, smiling.

"So, I was wondering if you and your dad would like to come and talk on Monday? I would love to be the first one to really talk about what happened. Don't worry sweetheart, I'm not gonna push or pry, I just want to be able to have a chat? That okay?"

"Yes! Oh my gosh, yes, thank you so much."

"No problem cutie, so, I'll see you and your dad, in L.A. On Monday! Nice talking to you. Bye." With that he hung up the phone, and I almost dropped it.

"You excited Peanut?" Lin asked me, taking his phone back.

"Yes!" He lifted me up off the couch, and spun me, setting me back down, standing on the floor.

"Okay, I'll stage door really quickly." He said, kissing my forehead.

"Um, can I borrow, like, shoes?" I asked, looking down at my feet, which were covered in large pink fuzzy socks to conceal my ankle. I saw him look down at my feet as well, and his smile dropped from his face.

"Of course you can, I think I have slippers somewhere." He rummaged around in the room for a second, then handed me a pair of slippers.

"Thanks." I sighed, looking at the floor. Then put the shoes on and followed him out the door.

Lin was signing books, when I heard my name being shouted as well, I perked up and went over to the general direction of the shout.

"Abi!" It was a girl about my age, standing with a giant bag, "I watched Javis periscope and I read your dads tweets this morning, are you doing okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, I'm doing fine, thank you though." I said, smiling at her.

"Wait, I brought you some stuff, so, you can think of it as a late birthday present." She handed me the giant bag. I smiled taking it.

"Thank you so so much." I said, and reached over to barricade to give her a hug.

"Sweetie?" Lin tapped my shoulder. "Let's go."

"Okay." I said, pulling away, he took my hand, and gave a little wave to the girl, "bye!" I said to her, "thanks again!" Lin pulled me out of the barricades, and into the waiting taxi.

"Whatcha got there?" Lin asked, as the car stared moving.

"One second, I don't know yet." I reached inside it, and pulled out a box full of giant pink cupcakes, "food, followed by," I pulled out a Costco sized bag of gummy bears, "more food, followed by," I pulled out a stuffed pig, "a piggy." I smiled.

"I like your fans. I call dibs on your fans. They're my fans now." Lin said, with a mouth full of cupcake.

"Well, they were your fans originally, that's how they know I exist."

"Ah. I see." He said, opening my bag of gummy bears.

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Once home, I was under my blankets, sitting on the couch. I wasn't allowed to sleep in my room alone, for fear I'd find another way to hurt myself, obviously Lin had gotten rid of his pocket knife.

"Honey just go to sleep so I can go to sleep." Lin complained from the other side of the couch. I was curled up on the long end, and he was monopolizing the rest of the couch. "I'm really tired." He added.

"Okay." I sighed, and buried my head in my arms, drifting off to sleep.

Trigger warning. (Sorry)

When I woke up, I was back in the hotel room, reliving what has literally become a nightmare. What he was doing to me, the fact that he slipped his hands all the way up my dress and under my bra made me feel worthless. The little moans that he made made me feel dirty, and the marks up my neck made me feel like a toy.

I woke up shaking. The house was dark, and Lin was passed out snoring. That feeling of worthlessness resonated with me, and I remembered why that pocket knife was under my bed in the first place. I quickly stood up from the couch, and made my way back into the kitchen, pulling out one of Vanessa's smaller cooking knives only to feel arms wrap around my waist, and yank me back.

"No. That's not happening." I heard Lins voice in my ear.

"Please, you don't get it I need to!" I said, and he started pulling me back to the couch.

"No, no you don't. You don't need to." He hugged my sobbing figure, and lifted me up, then pulled me back onto the blue couch. "Shh." He started to gently rub my arm, holding me, trying to calm me down. "Bad dream?"

"Mmhm." I nodded.

"Oh Peanut, I'm sorry." He brought me over to the end of the couch, where I was laying earlier, and laid down himself holding me, then pulled the blankets over the two of us. "I'm just gonna stay here okay? I've got you." He kissed the back of my head, "now go to sleep." He instructed, and slowly I let myself go back to sleep, feeing his arms around me.

Trigger warning over

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Hi.

Sorry this is so short. Ew.

I'm just really excited for the next couple of chapters so I rushed through this one.

I hoped you sorta liked it!!

It's early, so...

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Thanks for reading!

- Abi

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