A few hours later Diana could hear the cars pull back up and boisterous people get out and decided to meet them at the door. The second she got up she could feel the pain in her feet and calves and slowed down to catch herself before she fell over. Cursing the heels, she continued her pace downstairs and as she hit the bottom step the door unlocked and opened, ushering in the already tipsy band and some of their tag alongs. Johnny was the first one to approach her out of the group and punched her softly in the arm.

“Weak! Left the preparty before Matt and Syn got into a wrestling match and took out the DJ stand!”

Diana chuckled and playfully rubbed her arm. “Please tell me you got that on camera.”

“I didn’t but Zacky did. Get him to show you later. But for now, let the real party start!”
Johnny lunged right into the middle of the group that was huddled into the kitchen and emerged victorious holding two beers. He popped the cap on both of them and gave one to Diana who smiled and took it happily. From the look of it everyone was already a few drinks in, which means a few more and the real party would get wild and started. Diana took a spot on the couch next to Jimmy and listened and laughed along with everyone there. It only took another fifteen minutes before Johnny and Jimmy were shirtless and standing on the table attempting to serenade Michelle and Valarie, who laughed and pleaded for them to stop, only making them wanting to continue.

After a bit Diana started to feel nauseous and looked at the time on her phone. Realizing that she hadn’t been able to take a nap earlier meant she was going on day three with less than three hours of sleep. She set her beer down and headed to the bathroom intending to flush the alcohol out of her body some in hopes it would make her feel better. After ten unsuccessful minutes she sat on the bathroom floor with her head in between her knees when a knock on the door startled her.

“I’m in here.”

The door opened slowly and Syn stuck his head in the door.

“The party isn’t on the floor it’s out here.”

Diana put her head back between her knees and sighed. “I know.”

Syn came in the bathroom fully and shut the door and locked it. He pressed his back against the wall and slid down to sit next to her.

“How many days?”

“Three.”

“I don’t understand why you won’t take something to help you sleep! What are you going to do when we are touring again?”

Diana shrugged her shoulders and she felt Syn put his arms around her and pull her closer.

“You are going to the doctor before we go on the road. And you can’t protest because everyone’s decided that if you don’t you won’t be able to go on the tour with us.”

Diana sat up quickly and looked at him.

“You guys don’t have the authority to force me to go to the doctor!”

“No but look at you! You haven’t slept in days, I saw you come in here ten minutes ago and heard you trying to throw up, and you’re losing too much weight. You are too sick!”

“But you know how I feel about being on prescriptions.”

“That’s why you have us. Diana, we aren’t going to let anything bad happen to you, I promise.”
Syn then kissed her softly on the forehead and stood back up.

“Jimmy made the appointment for Monday at ten so choose who you want to take you.” He opened the door and walked out, closing it softly behind him. Diana could hear a few people call his name as her rejoined the party. She stuck her head back between her knees and tried to figure out if there would be a way out of going.

Notes

Sorry this chapter took so long! I had midterms to study for and a 20 page paper that was killer so I didn't have the motivation to write this one. Hopefully I'll have another in a few days out but until then please comment on suggestions, and as always any grammatical errors and any way to correct and better my writing!