InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Garage Band Mondays ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

A/N: I like to listen to music as I read, so to go along with whatever stuff I'm writing, there's going to be a “soundtrack” if you will. If you want to listen to the songs yippee for you, if not…then…I'm crying on the inside. Really. I am. Can't you tell?

 

Anyway, let's get started.

 

I don't own any part of Inuyasha or any of the songs I use. They belong to the artist and Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. *sad*

 

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Soundtrack: Mad World by Gary Jules

 

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Prologue

 

 

I didn't wait for my last chord to fade before I grabbed my guitar and ran off the stage. I couldn't hear anything except for the pounding of my blood in my ears. Were they cheering? Were they in shock? I did drop quite the bombshell, but I hope they don't hate me.

 

I ran off the stage, away from the bright lights and the glaring people, clutching my guitar around its neck hard enough to leave indents from the frets. But I didn't care. All I cared about was I just ruined the biggest chance of my life, but I didn't care because I wasn't lying to anyone anymore.

 

I slowed down to catch my breath. What will they say? Now I'm scared. I decided to head to my room. I better start packing, that way, when they kick me out I can just leave.

 

I left the guitar case in my room, so I released the death grip I had on the poor thing and ran out the back door of the studio. I think everyone was still in shock from my revelation, so there's no one to ask for an autograph or for a picture. But then again, they might just hate me. My eyes watered at the thought.

 

I walked into the hotel and got in the elevator. It still smelled funny, but at least there was no one there. There were no shouts from anyone in the lobby. Did they hate me to?

 

I got off on my floor and took my room key out of my pocket and swiped it through my door.

 

All the lights are off, but what else is there supposed to be? We were in such a hurry to get out. We were excited. I mean who wouldn't be? We were the finalists. After tonight, we were going to be famous. Let me rephrase that. One of us was going to be famous. And because of me, Inuyasha is going to be a star.

 

I always knew it was going to come down to him and me. It was a feeling in my gut that just wouldn't go away. So I tried to avoid him. Good fat lot that did me. Now the only thing I can hope for is that they don't hate me. But really, I could get by if they did.

 

What I really mean is that I hope he didn't hate me. But he probably will. After all I hurt him the most I suppose. My eyes teared up at that, and a few leaked out and fall down my cheeks.

 

I realized I wasstill holding my guitar, so I put it away in the case and fell back on my bed. I didn't bother kicking off my shoes or anything. I can't help it. I'm too exhausted.

 

As the adrenaline and the excitement of today began to wear off, everything I've been pushing away slamming back into my consciousness, and I remember…