I felt my anxiety get the better of me as I stalked the halls backstage, trying to find her door. It had gotten so bad, there were points where I felt myself struggling to breathe properly. Then again, I'm not sure if that was because of my anxiety...or the many hits I took to the face out there. I couldn't believe what I just heard out there. On live television of all places… It couldn't be true….could it?

I felt the cold dead stares of staff locked on to me but the small glares I gave in return sent a crystal clear message: do not fuck with me right now.

"Excuse me, Joey? Can we get-"

"Fuck off!" Those two words were the only words I had prepared for those that approached me. I would feel bad for raising my voice at the new girl but she actually had a mic and cameraman with her. She really wanted a word with me about this?! As well as record it for the internet?! Are you fucking kidding me? I could think of this all night but it's something I'll have to save for later.

Finally, I had come face to face with her door. My anxiety was no different than before but I knew I had to calm down. She was probably just as panicked as I am...maybe even worse.

"Deep breaths, man. Deep breathes." I said to myself as I did just that for a few minutes. I could feel my body finally loosen up and my vision become more clear now. I had to take the chance now. I grasped the doorknob tightly with my bloody hand and turned it.

I entered the room and immediately caught sight of her. She was leaning over on a chair with her face covered, clearly and audibly masking the tears of distraught. My heart was broken into several pieces for her. A part of me wanted to just run in and comfort her but another part was also hesitant to...but I had to know the truth. I had to hear it from her directly.

I slowly walked until I was in front of her and got down on one knee to face her eye to eye. She slowly rose her head to look at me with her glossy eyes and red face. I grew a feeling she knew it was me the second I turned that knob.

"I'm not gonna yell. I'm not even angry or upset." My words could easily be laughed at but they couldn't be more true. I was just really...really confused. "I have to know...is it true?...Is...she mine?" She took a deep breath and tried to compose herself...and finally spoke.

"Yes."