Beautiful Monster(75)

              “Well,” I said, turning to Amy. “I guess it’s you and me.”
              Her jaw fell open.
              “Every show? … I’m glad,” She said, quietly, her hand brushing mine. “I’d rather do it with you. With you, it feels like it’s just... a conversation. ”
              “I’m glad I get a second chance to do this with you.” I replied, and she met my eyes, seeing my meaning as clear as day. She looked away, and I turned to the cast. They were still shell shocked.
              “Right. Everyone forget Deon’s blocking, right now. Forget it, erase it from your memories, it’s gone. We need to be happy for him, but we need to focus on our show now. From now on, every show is with me, and I want no more interruptions for the rest of the day.” I even reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, turning it off as an example. “You have three minutes to set yourself from the top. Ready, set, go!”
              I watched them scramble to their places. Amy put down her back pack, and fixed her hair, heading towards her entrance. In the chaos, her phone rang, and although I should have scolded her, I let her answer it. At the moment, I was so happy to be able to perform with her; to still have her that I couldn’t have denied her anything.
              “Hello? Yes? Wait, what? What? One second,” she turned back to me, and held the phone out, confused. “It’s for you.”
              “Now what?” I sighed, going towards her and taking the phone. I didn’t recognize the number, but I assumed it was one of Shannon’s people. Seems like I had turned my phone off at exactly the right time.
              “Hello?” I asked, and an unfamiliar voice spoke to me.
              “Is this the same Liam that is in charge of the Leopard Spot Academy?”
              “Uh, yes…” I felt a bit annoyed. “Who’s this?”
              “And you know a Porsche De Ritter?”
              “Yes?” I gripped the phone tighter, turning away. “What’s happened?”
              “Liam, Porsche has listed you as her emergency contact. My name is Chelsea, and I work for Norfinch Health Care. She was admitted today after a fall at work.”
              “Oh God,” I ducked behind the curtain. “Is she ok?” I knew that sending Porsche off to her own rehearsal after being up all night was not a good idea, but she had insisted.
              “It appears she has a bacterial infection. She’s on IV antibiotics right now, and she’s asleep, but we thought her contacts should be notified. Visiting hours are from 5-7pm today and she should be awake by then. Her condition is serious, but stable.”
              “I’ll be there. Please, you can call me on this number if there’s any news,” I said, biting my lip with worry. “Is she…going to be ok?”
              The nurse sighed, and I could hear her clicking away at her computer.
              “It’s an expected AIDS complication. Infections are common.”
              “But also serious,” I said, my heart hammering in my chest. Could anything else possibly go wrong today? “Please, tell me the truth.”#p#分页标题#e#
              There was a silence on the other end of the phone, and then Chelsea spoke.