I sat in class, and sure enough, nothing was actually due today. Everything Gina said to me kept wandering back into my thoughts. I tried to act like I was working on what I was supposed to be doing, but I was just holding back tears.

It didn't help when I checked my email and saw that she was just trying to fuel the fire. Are you kidding me? The email was just a bunch of links to various blog and tabloid websites. My stomach flipped. I felt like everyone was watching me. I knew they weren't but it felt like it. Maybe it was how late I stayed up that had me paranoid.

I couldn't be here right now. I closed my laptop and packed up my backpack. I left without saying anything, which worked in my favor since someone needed help on the computer, my instructor didn't have time to ask me why I was leaving.

I didn't feel like walking home, but I didn't want to ride the bus. I put my headphones in and started walking anyway. It wouldn't take me long. I just wanted to crawl in bed at this point though.

Luckily there was no snow, it was actually kind of nice considering it was February, but that didn't mean it was warm. I managed to make it home quickly, beating my quickest time home ever.

Madelyn jumped as I came in the door, spilling coffee on the counter, "What are you doing home?"

I shook my head, "Bad day." I put my stuff in the dining room, trying to ignore her staring at me.

I could feel her eyes on me as she followed me from room to room. "Nah, I can tell that's more than a bad day."

"How was your concert last night?"

I sat on the couch, and she was grinning, holding her new cup of coffee, "It was awesome. I got sang to." I could tell from the glazed over look in her eyes she was off in lala land.

"Yeah that's kind of what happens at concerts, everyone gets sang to." She sat down next to me, pausing the movie she had just begun shortly before I got home.

"Not like that though, I got pulled up on stage," her face was priceless, I loved it when she got all bragging, high on life, "It makes me so sad that Vic Fuentes has a girlfriend 'cause he's so adorable."

"Even if he didn't have a girlfriend, isn't he twice your age?" Shit, how do I tell her about Ronnie? I mean, I can't not tell her.

"Probably." She admitted with a shrug. We were more alike than she would like to admit, I could see it as I watched her. I wondered what mom would think of us now, the way we were. I knew she would love us no matter what, but we were so different now. I was going to cry if I kept this up.

"How was work last night?" she didn't usually ask about work, but I appreciated her being polite.

I thought about Ronnie and tried to not grin. To not give it away. "Honestly, I made bank." I laughed, "There was a huge group of people that came in around maybe 11, but other than that it was oddly slow." I sighed. She seemed to be looking for something in this story that I hadn't gotten to yet.

I bit my lip, I couldn't hide it from her, "And I may have met a guy."

"Like at work?"

"Yeah, he came in with that big group of people. He was really sweet." She grinned.

"Did you get his number?"

Well, technically, "Yeah I did."

"Well, who is he? I might know who he is."

I held my breath. It was literally the moment of truth. Madelyn probably would know who he was. I just really needed to vent about the whole Gina thing and I couldn't do that until I was honest with her.

"Why do you think you know everyone?" I could see that I was not getting out of this, she just sipped her coffee and blinked at me, "Um, he's a singer."

Her eyes widened, "It wasn't Vic Fuentes was it?"

"No! You just told me he has a girlfriend."

"Yeah, but still." She pondered for a minute, "Wait, was it Andy Leo?"

"Who? When did this turn into a guessing game anyway?" Was she only guessing singers from the concert last night?

Her eyes were huge, her mouth dropped, "No." She sat her coffee down on the end table, slapping her knee.

"No?" I was confused, but she was pretty sure of what she was talking about.

"No. No way. No, fucking, way."

"Watch your damn mouth."

"Ronnie Radke?" She asked, and my heart hammered in my chest. She sounded displeased, but hopefully, it was just shock taking over.

I gave her a blank look before slowly nodding.

"No fucking way!" I was being hit with a pillow in her excitement.

"Yeah, you and I seem to be the only ones who are excited."

"Wait, why, what happened?"

Through the impending tears, I gave her the entire story from when I met Ronnie to everything that happened with Gina today. Her nods and gasps in the story were entertaining and made me laugh. Even through the laughing and tears I felt like there was a cloud hanging over my head, and talking about it wasn't making it go away.

"So, are you going to go and see him?" She had calmed down enough now to actually ask me a question about the situation.

I shrugged, "I want to, and I already said I would, but I don't know. Thinking about it now, doesn't it seem kind of crazy to run away and see someone I just met?"

"I mean," she took another sip of her coffee before continuing, "If I didn't know you were going out there, and it was just some random guy that no one knew who he was, then yes it would be stupid. But, from everything you told me, you had no problem bringing him here last night. You brought a stranger here, and you're a stranger still to him, so it's basically the same thing."

I laughed, "I don't know if I like it or not that you're rationalizing this for me."

"Once in a life time thing."