Runaway Run

Taylor stood behind the velvet curtains. He was nervous. He didn't know how they would react to his news. He lifted up a corner of the curtains and peeked out. There were thousands of people out there. He looked up at his big brother with tears in his eyes.
"They have the right to know Taylor. Tell them." Isaac choked out. Isaac looked on the verge of crying but he had to be strong, for Taylor's sake. So he didn't look Taylor in the eyes when a single tear slid down his cheeks.
The minutes started to seem like hours then a hand rested on Taylor's shoulder. It was his father.
"It's time to tell them," he said and Taylor stood up. He bit his lip. He had to tell the world his news. There was nothing he could do about it, they would find out sooner or later. He couldn't hide from the cameras.
Taylor breathed in deeply and walked out to the podium. He adjusted the microphone so he could speak. His hands shook badly as he did this. Then he began to speak.

"I have gathered everyone here for a good reason. I love you all. My fans, my family, my friends, I love you. But I came here tonight with news that breaks hearts…"
Taylor could hear the whispers. One word that rose above them was 'Girlfriend'.

"Last week, the news that I received broke my own heart. Last week I was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors gave me 3 years to live."
Taylor wiped the tears from his eyes with shaky hands. "Goodnight" he choked out and left the podium. As soon as he was behind the shelter of the curtains he fell to his knees and began to cry. His golden hair swept over his shoulders. He knew that it would soon be gone because of chemotherapy. He would have to stop singing. He would get sick easy. He wouldn't be able to be with his family. In that one moment the world stopped and swirled around him tossing all the bitter things upon his back. Taylor felt his life had come to an end. Sure enough, it had.