Malia was waiting backstage for her cue when she could go on stage, she was nervous. She felt like she was about to throw up. Jenna came by, "Hey, how ya doin'?"
Malia took a deep breath before nodding, "I'm okay..really..just..nervous."
Jenna smiled, "You'll be great."
"I hope so."
"You will be.."
"I'm so glad Jason won't be there."
Jenna smiled in agreement, "I know that feeling. He was creepy Lia."
"Don't I know it. Three shows in a row he tripped me. How is that a coincedence?"
"It's not..he's trying to ruin you..him and Bryan."
"Well..I won't let them."
"And neither will anyone around you."
A stagehand came down the stairs and motioned for Malia and the other dancers to go with him. Jenna squeezed Malia's hand in reassurance before following her up the stairs.
The performance went off without a hitch and Malia could see a few people standing up for her. She bowed and waved to the fans that were in the upper arena before running off stage, the dancers behind her. Her arm was grabbed and she was pulled into a remote little room off to the side. "What in the hell are you doing?!"
She was shoved into a wall and her arms instinctively went around her assailants waist. Jason. "Jason! Get off me!"
"Shut up.," He growled pushing her more into the wall if possible.
"What are you doing?! Stop! Get off me, now!"
"Shut up!," He said a little more forcefully.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw the door open and Nick appeared in the doorway. Jason then pushed more into her, his knee was practically in her ribcage, and he forcefully kissed her. Malia dug her fingernails into his sides, trying to get him away from her, but that did nothing to stop them. It was then that Nick peeled Jason off her and punched him squarely in the jaw. "Nick! Thank you God!"
He glared at her before fending off Jason as he got up off the floor, cussing and mumbling something.
Nick stood over Jason for a minute before Jeff came in and pulled Nick back from him. He shook Jeff off of his shoulders and glared at Malia, "How could you??"
"Me?! It was all him!"
"I know what I saw Malia! You kissed him!"
"WHAT?! No, I didn't! Nick!"
He pushed her backwards, "Don't..touch me. Ever again."
"Nick!"
"Don't! Just, don't Malia! I can't believe you did this!"
"But-"
"JUST SHUT UP!," He screamed.
Malia watched as he barged through everyone that came in his path. "I want you to stay as far away from me as possible, you are such a bitch."
The door slammed and all the noise from the outside was cut off. Malia slid down against the wall until she hit the floor. "I didn't kiss him.."
"What happened Malia?," Jeff asked.
"He grabbed me and pulled me in here...he's ruined everything."
Jeff helped her up and led her out of the room. "I want to go home."
"You are going."
"No, I want to go home to Orlando."
Jeff sighed, "Malia."
She turned to him, not wanting to cry in front of him, but was about to, "Please Jeff, I am SO begging you. Let me go home."
"What about the shows?"
"We don't have a show for another two days or so. They can say I'm sick or something for the others. I need to go home Jeff..please."
"Fine..go change and I'll take you to the airport."
She nodded and closed the door.
At 1 a.m., Malia was on a plane bound for Orlando. She hadn't said goodbye to anyone and wasn't planning too. Jeff dropped her off and made sure she got on the plane, he was going to tell everyone there was an emergencry at home and she had to be there.
She was by the window, no one was beside her. The plane was all but empty as her and about fifteen other people were on their way to Orlando for business or pleasure.
Once at Orlando International Airport, she walked off with her one bag and looked for Trace and Mike who had promised they'd come pick her up. She found them and both of them hugged her before walking with her out to Trace's car. "What happened Lia?," Mike asked once they were on the interstate.
"Everything blew up in my face."
"Tell us.."
"You all will hate me just like he does."
"Not if you start at the beginning..I'm sure it's not as bad as it seems.," Trace said looking at her in the rearview mirror.
Malia went on to tell them the whole story about Jason and Bryan's scheme to ruin her life pretty much and ended with Nick screaming at her. "Okay..maybe it is as bad as it seems.," Trace muttered.
"I told you," She said.
"Sweetie, you just need a couple of days off. We'll help you come up with some way to get Nick back. He saw something that he wasn't expecting and acted irrationally; without thinking as he always does."
Malia looked down at her jeans she had put on, "I miss him."
"I know you do."
"I didn't kiss Jason..that guy is just GROSS...he forced himself on me. And he had to of known Nick was going to come in. He had to of. But who would of told Nick to go in that room?"
"Bryan, probably."
"Probably...I hate them both so much."
Mike looked back at her, "We're going back with you."
"You two would do that?"
"Sure we would Lia, you're our friend. And we both know you and Nick should be together. He's going to realize what a big mistake he made and he's going to whine and cry and all that shit about forgiveness."
"I just want to look at him and not see hatred and anger."
Trace watched as Malia climbed into her bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. "Do you think he'll believe you all?"
Trace sat down at the edge of the bed and smiled down at her, "Of course he will. He'll have too. Me and Mike could take him on anyday of the week."
"I wish tonight never happened.."
"Hey, you did win an award.."
"I know."
"And you had a hell of a performance."
She nodded, "It was alot of fun up there."
"Looked like it. Look, you try to get some sleep. You look ike you're about to fall asleep on me. Anyways, me and Mike'll work on a plan about Nick. Tomorrow, you're going to fire Bryan and Jason's asses. No matter if Bryan's contract isn't up or not. He has no right to mess with people's lives. You call Jeff and tell him that and then you call your lawyers and tell them."
"Okay."
"Try to sleep?"
Malia smiled a little before yawning, "Doubtful."
Trace shrugged, "It was worth a try. But do..try."
"Okay."
He kissed her forehead, "Night Malia."
"Night Trace."
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