| Chapters 15. �the press conference----Kevin�s P.o.v.� �Amen� we all repeated once Brian finished saying grace. We continued standing in the circle, hands bound heads down, each saying an extra silent prayer to ourselves. �Let�s go. lets get this over with.� Nick silently said. It�s been over 3 months now. Nick still looked pretty bad, but you can see the improvement. AJ had been doing a great job, at helping him. Nick was dressed in an oversized sweatshirt and a pair of dark blue jeans, that could probably fit his sister. �2 minutes guys.� the stage hand said. We looked around at each other before breaking apart and heading towards the stage. The flashes were almost blinding as we walked into the conference room. There were about 30-40 people from the media, along with about 20 fans who won passes from local raidio stations. But why they would treat this situation as a giddy peace is beyond me. We each took our seats as the press continued to shout out questions. �Please, if you all calm down we will try to answer all of your questions.� I said, trying to take control of the situation. Everyone quieted down and I began. �As you all know, what we are about to say is on a very serious subject.� I paused and looked next to me at Nick. He looked back and began talking. �As you also know, there are rumor going around about my health. About me having and eating disorder. And we are here to confirm that� as soon as that was said that press went wild with questions. �Please quiet down, we will answer your questions one at a time.� I told them again. �Hello, Sandra McCoy of New York Times. What started this bout of Anorexia? Nick opened his mouth, trying to think of something to say. �I felt my life was out of control and the once thing I could control was what I ate.� He answered shyly. I could tell by looking at him that he was uncomfortable. �Martin Lawrence, L.A. Daily Report. How is this going to affect the tour that�s suppose to start net month?� �The tour is temporarily postponed until further notice.� AJ jumped in :Loran Mores, KKFG Portland 53.2. Nick, is this you in this picture?� She handed the pic to the nearby security guard who brought it up to Nick Nick sat there and stared at it. I could tell it was by the way his kin was losing color and water brimmed his eyes, that it was bad. My first instinct was to protect him. �lets go Nick.� I whispered in his ear as we started to get up. The press was clearly upset and started throwing questions at us at a random pace. �I�m sorry, but this conference is over.� I said into the mic as the guys helped Nick exit. I followed down the steps after them off the stage. When I noticed the picture Nick was holing on the floor. I picked it up and stared horribly at it. It was Nick in his boxers, the worst point of his disease. I could see every bone in his body. I dropped the picture to run to the bathroom as quickly as I could as I emptied my stomach contents. ************************************************* Epilouge Chapter 14 Table Home |