Chapter 21
About five hours later the
show ended in Virginia. We had to start
packing to go back to Tampa.
Me and Megan were sooooo excited, that when
the boys came backstage after
their performance at like, 9:30, we saw our
men with towels on their heads
and hugged them really tight.
"Ewww, you're all
sweaty!!" Megan said to AJ.
"I'm sorry baby, I
work hard onstage!"
Nick was the last to get
off stage.
"Hey honey!" I
said to Nick as I took the towel off Nick's head to find
that he must've poured water all
over it onstage. A strand of wet, blonde
hair fell onto his eyes.
"Hey, I'm really tired,
let's get going.." He trailed off. And I put my
arm around his back.
* * * * * * * On the Plane to Tampa* * * * * * *
I awoke and turned to my
left and saw Nick sleeping so soundly, as usual.
Then I looked at my watch and saw
that it was 12:00am. I stretched and
turned around and saw Megan and
AJ alseep, leaning on each other. Brian and
Kevin were across the aisle.
Brian seemed to have just woken up, and looked
over at me and smiled and waved.
And Kevin was sitting beside him, snoring.
But there was one person missing...
Howie. Brian soon fell back asleep, and
then Megan woke up.
"Megan, where's Howie?"
I whispered.
"Well, the only place
he could be is in the bathroom, so let's go see what
he has been up to"
"Ok, he's been in
there for a long time." I took my seat belt off and it
was easy for me because i was on
an aisle seat..
"Rachel, wait. I can't
get out of this..." She tried to get Aj's heavy
head from off of her, so it took
both of us to do it.
"who's... what...ok...quarter
pounder please...byebye" AJ mumbled.
"Ok, he will be fine
for now." Megan said as she stood with me in the
aisle. We slowly walked to the
bathroom.
"You do it first."
I said to Megan.
"No!! What if he's
taking a shit or something!!!!??" Megan shouted.
"Ok, fuck it, I'll do
it." I said and peeked through the crack. He was
standing up by the sink and put
two white pills in his mouth, took a drink
of water, and swallowed them. He
was getting ready to get out, so we went
went back to our seats quickly.
We went back to our earlier positions and
acted like we were asleep. Out of
the corner of my eye I saw him put a
bottle of prescription pills in
his opened duffel bag and he didn't zip it.
Megan fell asleep again, but I
stayed awake, I had to see what the reason
was for him taking those pills,
he didn't seem sick. Hmmm. I waited 15
minutes and Howie soon fell
asleep. I was the only one left awake. So I got
up and took the pills out of the
duffel bag. It read:
HOWARD D. DOROUGH
TAKE 6 PILLS A DAY FOR DEPRESSION
AND NAUSEA. MAY CAUSE DROWSINESS.
I couldn't read the rest. I was
shocked. I never knew such a sweet guy like
Howie, the mediator, the calm one,
would need depression pills. Then I soon
figured out why.
It was for his sister
Caroline's death...
21...
About five
hours later the show ended in Virginia. We had to start
packing to go back
to Tampa. Me and Megan were sooooo excited, that when
the boys came
backstage after their performance at like, 9:30, we saw our
men with towels on
their heads and hugged them really tight.
"Ewww,
you're all sweaty!!" Megan said to AJ.
"I'm
sorry baby, I work hard onstage!"
Nick was the
last to get off stage.
"Hey
honey!" I said to Nick as I took the towel off Nick's head
to find
that he must've
poured water all over it onstage. A strand of wet, blonde
hair fell onto his
eyes.
"Hey, I'm
really tired, let's get going.." He trailed off. And I put
my
arm around his
back.
* * * * * * * On the Plane to Tampa* * * * * * *
I awoke
and turned to my left and saw Nick sleeping so soundly, as usual.
Then I looked at
my watch and saw that it was 12:00am. I stretched and
turned around and
saw Megan and AJ alseep, leaning on each other. Brian and
Kevin were across
the aisle. Brian seemed to have just woken up, and looked
over at me and
smiled and waved. And Kevin was sitting beside him, snoring.
But there was one
person missing... Howie. Brian soon fell back asleep, and
then Megan woke up.
"Megan,
where's Howie?" I whispered.
"Well,
the only place he could be is in the bathroom, so let's go see
what
he has been up to"
"Ok, he's
been in there for a long time." I took my seat belt off and
it
was easy for me
because i was on an aisle seat..
"Rachel,
wait. I can't get out of this..." She tried to get Aj's
heavy
head from off of
her, so it took both of us to do it.
"who's...
what...ok...quarter pounder please...byebye" AJ mumbled.
"Ok, he
will be fine for now." Megan said as she stood with me in
the
aisle. We slowly
walked to the bathroom.
"You do
it first." I said to Megan.
"No!!
What if he's taking a shit or something!!!!??" Megan shouted.
"Ok,
fuck it, I'll do it." I said and peeked through the crack.
He was
standing up by the
sink and put two white pills in his mouth, took a drink
of water, and
swallowed them. He was getting ready to get out, so we went
went back to our
seats quickly. We went back to our earlier positions and
acted like we were
asleep. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him put a
bottle of
prescription pills in his opened duffel bag and he didn't zip it.
Megan fell asleep
again, but I stayed awake, I had to see what the reason
was for him taking
those pills, he didn't seem sick. Hmmm. I waited 15
minutes and Howie
soon fell asleep. I was the only one left awake. So I got
up and took the
pills out of the duffel bag. It read:
HOWARD D.
DOROUGH
TAKE 6 PILLS A DAY
FOR DEPRESSION AND NAUSEA. MAY CAUSE DROWSINESS.
I
couldn't read the rest. I was shocked. I never knew such a sweet
guy like
Howie, the
mediator, the calm one, would need depression pills. Then I soon
figured out why.
It was for
his sister Caroline's death...