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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on May 19, 2011 22:09:13 GMT -5
Part 14
It was weird for Damian to wake up at what he seemed such a early time. His stomach was growling as he rushed into the boxes where the food was. "How the heck?" Damian questioned pulling out every can in the boxes. "Mum!" "Yes Damian?" Mrs. McGinty asked walking into the kitchen. "You must be starving and not know how to do any of these." "In deed I am and Paul already told the world I have to be fed regularly. It's not been regularly." "I'll cook something up for everyone. Except it to be done before everyone is awake. Watch and see I'm right!" "Unless I wake everyone up before you're even done preparing it." "You're not going to do it and I know you," Mrs. McGinty outsmarting her son. Damian walked back into the living room and laid in the middle on the ground. Rory, Conor, Victoria, Jennie and Emmett awoke to the smell of Mrs. McGinty's cooking. "Mum, I think Damian needs to go outside today along with everyone else," Emmett yelled going to the ground and rubbing Damian's back. "It's only Tuesday Emmett and we're going to be here for longer than just today," Rory mentioned jumping onto Victoria. "Jennie," Conor called as Jennie crawled over to him and sat on his lap laying her head on his shoulder. "Could you stop for once in your life?" Damian yelled biting Conor's leg. His leg was cold with a purple shade but no one cared much about Conor, it was Damian they cared about. "You should probably Skype the lads in America!" Victoria reminded. "Skype!" Damian yelled grabbing his MacBook and seeing Ryan online. "DAMIAN!" Ryan yelled. "Mr. KELLY! What's the craic in Ottawa? I miss you lads!" "Craic in Ottawa that explains it all. We here for two days wanting you to be here. We've been on tour for 5 days without you lad! You must come back!" "Get Sharon to let me! It's not going to happen though with everything going on here in Derry." "What's going on?" "Read the blog from this morning and you'll catch up. When are you writing a new blog. I want to know how tour is going and I bet the fans do to." "I'm writing it right now Damo! Wait for it to be up soon. I'll mention you in it just so they know we do keep in contact when Sharon left you." "You're craic Ryan and always will be! I want to talk with the others." "Emmet, Keith and Sharon are the only ones here. Want to talk with them?" "Where is George and Neil? I'll talk with them." Sharon popped in next to Keith and Emmet. "DAMIAN!" Keith yelled holding up a beer. "What's the craic Damian?" Emmet asked. "Snow, sick and missing you lads. Sharon can I come back on tour when the airports open up?" "I'll think about it Damian. A lot of the fans keep asking but we tried and made it clear you might not have been coming back," Sharon stated. "Kind of want to get out of here sometime soon. Ryan when is the blog going go be up?" "I'm working on it! You can ask everyone! Okay I'm putting it up now. Have you got any sleep because if seems like you haven't." "I've had PLENTY! Have you?" "You'll read in the blog. George, I'll be there in a second!" "I have to go, breakfast is finished. Yum! Skype later if you're free?" Damian quickly turned of the call and rushed over to grab food along with the other 8 starving human beans in the house. "Did Ryan post a new blog?" Victoria asked nudging Damian in the side. "Yeah and I'll read it out when we are all done," Damian replied finishing up breakfast and washing his plate in the sink. "He's obviously going to mention something about you since you're tue only one he cares about!" Jennie annoyed. "What's wrong with you? He cares not only about me. Just stop talking about him okay," Damian whispered walking into the living room as the others slowly gathered onto the couches. "What did he say Damian?" Conor asked as Mr. McGinty was the last to sit. "It reads: Long Time, It's Tour Time Hello guys and girls, As all know we are on tour missing one important lad. We've been watching the weather, along with a few fans we expect, on Derry. A massive snow storm has hit all of Ireland and was aiming for Derry last. It had been 3 days, Damian and the other 8 lads he is with had no power. In fact our little man has been sick for some time but he's slowly getting through. On the other hand, the 8 other lads meaning his mum, dad, cousin, brother, sister, cousin, Neil's cousin and friend, are also doing indulgently find compared to Damian. We hope to see them sometime soon if the weather gets better. The storm for them should pass by the 16, so it's only a wee hit longer for everyone." Suddenly the power went out and sky darkened as the snow began to fall on the frozen ice again. Damian quickly shut his MacBook down, grabbed Conor and Rory's hand and ran outside into the snow. "Fight!" Rory yelled shaping some snow into a ball and throwing it at Conor. Conor returned doing the same as Rory to Damian. Jennie and Victoria not long after joined into the snowball fight tackling the lads into the snow. Gemma and Emmett became worried on joining in as the temperature began to decrease rapidly. The kids were only in sweatpants and a t-shirt, which later was wet after 2 hours of the fight. Not thinking of exactly what to do for the clothes to become dry the lads stood in front of the fire Mrs. McGinty had started. "I want to know the rest of what Ryan was saying," Jennie remembered. "We'll have to find out when the power gets back on which I hope is soon," Damian joked.
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Post by celticbear on May 19, 2011 22:21:15 GMT -5
Jen! great Update! Nice to see the old fun-loving Cheeky Damo back! What's up with Jennie! Why would she care if Ryan mentioned just Damo and not the others! I smell a mystery brewing here! Love the snowball fight! Can't wait for the power to come back on so that they can all read the rest of Ryan's blog! UPDATE SOON! PLEASE!
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Post by musicgirl on May 30, 2011 19:43:10 GMT -5
update??? please!! i want to find out why damian wouldn't be living if conor hadn't been born. (From am earlier chapter(
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Jun 4, 2011 20:50:35 GMT -5
Part 15
All of the lads after a while began to become sick. As much as they tried, the daily meals had been cut back from 3 or 4 meals a day to just 1. The sleep had went from 8 hours to almost 13 to 14 depending on just how much they could relax for another day. "Conor," Jennie said kissing him, "only 3 mote days right?" "3 more than everything is different," Conor told backing away, laying on the couch and falling asleep. "Ottawa, Ottawa, Ottawa, without me," Damian hid his face in his knees as he felt Conor lean on him. "They're only there tomorrow then they head off to Hamilton on the 16th. Sharon will let you go back and we know it, Ryan's going to say it in the blog," Jennie pushed. That day was in just 2 long winter days Damian could not hope to see. The house fell asleep, broke down in tears, waited for the power, and awoke stressed on the 14th. Damian awoke to a bloody nose caused by the cold; Conor awoke to a headache from the amount of sleep he had received in the past 5 days; Victoria awoke wishing she could just have left back home to Belfast. "Mum, is the power back yet?" Damian asked covering his nose. "No Damian, it isn't back. You can wait a wee bit longer can't you?" Mrs. McGity answered. "I want to know what Ryan said," Damian complained. "Here, go on it with me phone," she handed him her phone. Damian began: "Yes, indeed there will be a wee surprise when the storm passes. As much as you guys will answer correctly, yes it is about Damian. Sharon will leak a bit more about it since it's come to a surprise to all of what she says. Wait for Sharon's blog, and you'll find out the surprise Damian doesn't even know what is. On the other hand, tour is quiet different without the little lad, but it's grown use to it. We've been sitting in the bus in Ottawa and will be until the shows and until we hit Hamilton. Surprise guest some have been asking about? You lads will just have to wait for all surprises until Sharon says we can release them. Ryan Kelly." "I knew it," Jennie laughed, "I knew he would mention you in it." "You actually guessed Ryan right for once. Someone is knocking on the door?" Damian joked running to the door. "Oh, hello doctor." "Hey Damian, how's it going? You haven't ate much in the past days now have you?" the doctor asked as Damian shook his head no. "I understand, I understand, but it's time to see how everything is going with your sickness." For 2 hours Damian heard "Does this hurt?" "Close your left eye, now right." "Deep breaths." "You're not eating your food." Damian couldn't find himself to understand anything the doctor was telling him, though when he did he didn't agree with anything. "Okay, well we are done. Sickness is gone and you lost much weight," the doctor told leaving the house. "How did he get here? I thought they told us we can't leave?" Damian questioned. "He's riding his bike, it's possible with snow but dangerous. I need to make up something for us don't I?" his mum annoyed spoke. "Auntie are you okay? I'll help you with it, I need to learn something before this kid comes," Victoria quick to jump up to help. "Have you planned if you're going to raise the child with Chris or giving it away?" "We're going to keep it, but it's weird to think about at 18 with just 7.5 months left. I'm seriously going to need you if mum and dad don't help out with Chris." "Don't worry, we are always here for you. Damian could use a wee company without the lads and Rory." "Rory, where is he? He's not appeared lately has he?" "He's here in Damian and Emmett's room. He's been getting sick most of the time so I told him to go there until he feels better." "Mum, Conor and Gemma don't feel good," Emmett said hugging Victoria from behind. "What's Damian doing?" Mrs. McGinty asked. "Mum, I can't get sick anymore! So, I'm not going to deal with them!" Damian yelled leaving to house. He stood on the pathway in sweatpants, a jacket and a pair of shoes. As he heard the house door open he began to walk into the snow paved, untouched road, kicking his footieball in front of him. The snow crackled as the healthy Damian cried wanting just to be back in America, which not a wee flake had fallen of snow. The lads left him alone, but all of them knew this was not the beginning of him being like this. "2 more days, not even, then the snow will stop and power should be back. I need to work on a new blog for everyone or should I wait?" Damian asked himself. "Maybe I should wait until Sharon's and I can't find out the news?" "Damian, what's the craic?" a neighbourhood friend asked. "It's pretty insane in the McGinty household right now. But I just need to get out of that place at one point in time." The streets where silent, Damian didn't know anything to do as he decided to walk back to the house. His footieball had been soaked after the ice had melted from the friction. "Decide to come back now?" Emmett asked as Damian opened the door. On the floor, Conor was wrapped in blankets up against the wall with a bucket next to him. "Did I miss Conor throwing up his guts? Where's Gemma?" Damian asked shutting the door behind him. "Damian, it's 20:30, you where out for 5 hours. I thought maybe you would show up tomorrow, just so you could have this 2 days go faster," Mrs. McGinty complained walking out from the kitchen. "I couldn't find anywhere to go, my ball is all wet and I can't leave Conor, Emmett, Gemma, Victoria and Rory here sick. It's been 5 days and I don't know what to do now," Damian slowly walked to the couch, laying on it, hiding his face under a wee bit of blankets. "You're freezing again, your lips are purple and skin a shade of blue, your eyes are dead, and you need sleep," his mum whispered kissing him on the forehead. "You missed the news about the power being back tomorrow." "Night mum, tell Conor and Gemma not to worry about anything and that everything is going to be alright," a tear came down his closed eye.
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Post by celticbear on Jun 4, 2011 21:17:56 GMT -5
Jennie! Great update! So happy the power is going to be restored soon! Now get busy and give us chapter 16 ASAP! I WANT TO KNOW WHAT SHARON'S BLOG SAYS AND WHAT IT HAS TO DO WITH DAMO!
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Post by celticthunder1510 on Jun 4, 2011 21:36:08 GMT -5
UPDATE!!!!!!!!!
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Post by DaughterofOphelia on Jun 4, 2011 21:58:09 GMT -5
Update please Jennie!
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Jun 10, 2011 21:55:16 GMT -5
Part 16
If Damian found himself awaken before the power had turned on, he would have left the house once more. Luckily, Damian awoke when the rest had began to clean up the house a wee bit. What shocked him the most was he awoke in his bed with Conor and Rory on the ground, and Emmett in his own bed. "Mum?" Damian questioned as he heard her walk by. "Damian?" she asked walking into the room. "Is Victoria with Gemma?" "Yes, but no one is up but your dad and I. Can you sleep no more?" She sat on the end of Damian's bed, watching as the other 3 slept without moving. "I most likely can but I don't know if I will be able to. I need some but I can't." "All you have to do is just shut your window and try and fall asleep. Yes the power is back, but Sharon hasn't blogged yet. I'll awake you when she does." "I love you mum," Damian whispered, pulling the blankets up near his head. He laid there for a wee bit, not thinking that his iPod had been sitting next to him. Slowly moving he began to play The Rat Pack, hoping the others wouldn't here. His eyes didn't close; his body didn't move; his music didn't stop; his mind didn't blank out; his stomach didn't growl; his mouth didn't become dry; and his friends didn't wake up. For hours, Damian laid in bed not doing anything. Around 4 in the afternoon, his mum handed him his MacBook. Knowing what she had told before, he opened his Mac and read Sharon's blog. "What's new? Hello, Many of you have been waiting for this update, and Damian has to. After the long time Damian has been gone, and much time sitting on the bus in Ottawa, I have decided to allow Damian to come on tour. I hope he can be back on tour by the 21 for New York. I'm aware that we only have 3 more shows in Canada, and Damian won't be attending any. I am sorry for all who hoped to see him but I hope that the replacement of Ryan was fine. When Damian flies to New York, Ryan well fly back to The Moy and continue living his private life. It is nice for him to come back for a wee bit but we hope not to disappoint anyone. Sharon." Damian's stomach clinched, mind blew reading what Sharon said. He didn't want to go back on tour, but Sharon planned it and wouldn't change it. He didn't want to say goodbye to his family and especially Conor and Victoria. Damian slowly closed his MacBook, shut off his music, threw his phone, and walked into Gemma's room. Victoria was laying on a blowup bed on the grown. Damian laid next to her against the wall wrapping his hands around her. "Damian, are you alright?" Victoria whispered waking up to her cousin's tears. "I don't want to go back on tour, and Sharon is making me. Ryan won't be there anymore since he came back just to take over for me," Damian whispered. "You don't have to go back if you don't want to." "Yes I do since Sharon is making me. I don't want to go back, Victoria." "Damian, you don't have to go back. As of now you can't even get 2 meters out of your home without becoming wet with snow. In a week, you won't even be able to get to New York." "She'll find a way, I know she will." "Calm down and sleep, that's all you need right now. I can tell you haven't had any sleep. I won't move so your clearly fine sleeping here." Damian didn't want to sleep, but Victoria was right and he had to get some sleep. It didn't last but an hour when his mum came in and told the girls to wake up for supper. Victoria slipped out of Damian's arms and whispered in his ear, "I'll bring you up some food." "Thanks," Damian replied. I felt a piece of paper that was folded up on the edge of the bed. Grabbing the paper he read what Victoria wrote.
Written in fine pen script it read: "Deep Breaths and a Guinness Bottle Victoria Mc Ginty
I've lost all hope, I've lost all soul, I don't know how to live, Not the way I used to before.
I've tried to find ways, Just to adapt now, I've become so lost, I have nothing to live for.
All I need is deep breaths, And a Guinness Bottle, That's all I need, To live on.
To breath the same are, To know that you're here, And to see you leave, After 7 days I believe.
I can't take anything, I've lost all I have, And now I see an end, To our friendship.
All I need is deep breaths, And a Guinness Bottle, That's all I need, To live on.
I'm going to let you go, Even if you say no, You have to move on, And be yourself once again.
Open up to what you missed, You don't have to live like me, You're happy back there, When I'm not around you.
I don't want to say goodbye, Not like I do every year, To see you cry once more, I can't take it again.
All I need is deep breaths, And a Guinness Bottle, That's all I need, To live on.
I want to see you happy, You've been stuck here enough, You're not insane just yet, Leave before it's full.
I'll get drunk of this bottle, Taking deep breaths as you leave, This is how my life will always be, With this child coming soon."
Slowly Damian arose with tears coming down his cheek. He felt the sadness of him leaving, but how did she knew he was leaving already? He ran down the stairs dropping the paper on the ground. "Victoria, I don't want to go and I thought you knew that," Damian cried. "You read it!? You read what I wrote about you leaving! I put my heart out on that hoping you wouldn't read that! I'm sick of you bloody rubbish!" Victoria yelled running out of the home. Damian stood there in shock. "You're going back on tour, get food then you're in your room the rest of the night. Emmett, can you try and get Victoria?" Mrs. McGinty spoke up. Emmett dashed off closing his eyes as he passed Damian. Damian grabbed his food and walked away from the rest seeing Conor's eyes pleading to cry. He sat on the living room couch alone, wanting to be around no one. His mum walked in and told him, "Damian, if you don't want to go then tell Sharon. Victoria just doesn't want you to leave her alone. I want you to to back to what you use to love to do. It's you choice though." She kissed him on the forehead and left. Damian sat alone hearing Emmett and Victoria walk in, ignoring him as he did them. After he finished his supper, he placed his plate in the sink and slowly walked up to his room, grabbing Victoria's paper off the floor. He didn't want to read it again, figuring he could slip it back in her room and hope they both forgot. Laying in his bed he began to write a new blog.
"Questions, So Many Hey lads, Many questions have been brought up about me coming back. Hearing tomorrow is the last day for this storm I have not yet decided if I am or if I'm not going back on tour. I don't want to see Ryan leave as of you fans also. I can't choose if I want to leave my family to preform for all of you lads also! I see you all as family, but being out for all Canada just makes me feel like I've lost so much connection between some of you. I don't know just how many fans I've disappointed, but I will repay you in any way you want me to. I don't want to know I am losing or disappointing any fan, and hearing some say they were quiet disappointed about the show without me, puts me down in ways unimaginable. I don't know how to respond to some of your comments, but I don't want to ignore any of them. It will take quiet awhile for me to be ready for the New York show, and at how I stand today, the thought of it worries me much. I would love to get on a plain right now, leaving me family behind, and hugging all of you lads and thanking you for all the support you have given to me these past 7 days. I want to make it up to all of you, but I don't know how. You are all family and I don't mean to emphasise it as much as I do, but it's something I want you all to know. When I hear about me family (you lads) disappointed about me not being at a show, I ask myself if I was there would everything change? I don't enjoy the fact that I am the one to blame. I might be back on tour, Damian xoxo"
Slowly Damian whipped his tears, closing his MacBook, and pulling the covers up to his chin. He couldn't remember what happen next, just the fact that he awoke to Victoria in his bed sleeping.
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Post by celticbear on Jun 10, 2011 22:08:23 GMT -5
Jennie! That poem was beautiful! Damo has to go back! The lads's want him back they miss him! The lads need to get intouch with Damo and encourage him to come back! UPDATE SOON! PLEASE!
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Jun 18, 2011 20:18:04 GMT -5
Part 17
Not moving, Damian slowly opened his eyes to a bag of fan mail. On the mail it read a note: "16 - 9 - 2011 Damian, I think you might want your fan mail? Sharon told me to get it to you when they are in Hamilton. Mum." Still Damian questioned why Victoria was laying in his bed with him and the fan mail at the end of his bed. He saw Emmett was not in his bed and was most likely out of the house to be with his engaged girl. Conor was also gone taking Jennie to the bus to go back home. He wouldn't miss her, he was actually glad that she was leaving the house. "Victoria, are you the last one here?" Damian asked shaking her up. "No, Rory is still here, but he's with your mum cooking up something nice. Trust me, if I were you, you'd be wondering what possible is he doing not to burn the home down," Victoria replied back turning to face Damian. "I do wander but I'm too tired to move anywhere and that is a lot of fan mail I have to go through." "I'd help you but I have to get going back to Belfast tonight. So you have fun sorting through this with Conor and Rory." "Emmett's out all night?" "Yeah, you should check your phone." "Damian is too tired to do anything. Damian needs sleep and food." "I love you cousin less than Conor though." "Conor beats everyone! He's not even suppose to be here...." Damian grabbed his Mac and opened up a document which he wrote: "Those days when I felt like no one is there for me, when I lay in bed wanting a normal life, I think of Conor's life and wish he had mine and I had his. I'd rather pinch myself than live Conor's life, just because I would never want it. Okay maybe I might want it but I'd rather be forced over to the US of A to do something I like doing than sitting in Derry always going to school and having the same day repeat over and over again until I was out of school. Truthfully I want to lay here with Victoria always next to me, but then I feel like I'm missing the Lads. I've been with Emmet in the studio, never on tour, and I'm missing my chance right now. I want to go out there, on the stage and make everyone proud. But I'm laying in bed on the 16th of September wanting to let all emotions out. I love Victoria and I don't want her to go back to Belfast, I don't want Conor to go back to Donegal and I don't want to go to New York. I don't know what to do and I don't ever know what to do know. I need to talk to someone..." Victoria questioned, "Are you going to keep writing that?" "I will until I feel like I'm done and I'm done." "You don't need to talk to anyone, I'm her for you and so is Conor. What do you need to talk to me about." Victoria shut the MacBook and placed it at the end of the bed and wrapped her arms around Damian. "I don't know if I should go back on tour. I'm not ready for it, I'll just stand there during the songs and be completely lost about everything." "Go back and make your fans proud and do it for me. Please just do it for me and your fans, we want you to be happy." "Thanks Victoria, I should probably tell Sharon and everyone that I'm coming back. Long Skype call with the lads. Only way I can get the dancing down." "Damian! Victoria! Come down and get something to eat!" Rory yelled from the stairs. Damian slowly waited for Victoria to get out of the bed. He didn't want to move but he knew he had to get some food for the long days he knew would be coming. "I want to be there with you when you have your baby in 7 and a half months," Damian whispered. "I'll make sure you are when I'm in Belfast," Victoria smiled. Quietly as Damian teared up, she began to sing, "Oh why you look so sad. The tears are in your eyes. Come on and come to me now. Don’t be ashamed to cry. Let me see you through. Cause I’ve seen the dark side too. When the night falls on you. You don't know what to do. Nothing you confess. Could make me love you less. I’ll stand by you. I’ll stand by you. Won’t let nobody hurt you. I’ll stand by you." "Victoria, stop please," Damian turned and whipped his tears, "I love you singing that song, but I cry every time YOU sing it." "I know and when you sing it I do the same. Let's get food," Victoria grabbed his hand and walked down the stairs. "Everything alright?" Mrs. McGinty asked as the two walking into the kitchen. "I'm going back on tour, so I'll be up on Skype trying to catch up with everything I've missed. I want to tour with Emmet," Damian announced. Rory's jaw dropped and Mrs. McGinty hugged Damian. "He made his decision up with the help of me but I don't want to take credit," Victoria joked. "You're helping me, Cousin! You're going to be the only one here after everyone leaves!" "I'll help you, but you already know you're repaying me with the baby." "I know I already am, Harry Potter Marathon before lessons?" "Sure why not? It's not like we have anything else to do for the next 4 days but go through your fan mail." "Damian, when I was caring that up you had enough little things so go through that during it," Mrs. McGinty complained handing them a plate of food. Quickly after the three ate, Damian, Victoria and Rory ran into Damian and Emmett's room and began to watch the 1st Harry Potter for the millionth time. "Dean Martin CD; Frank Santra CD; Domo again; 'Dream On' from Samantha," Damian read aloud reading each letter over and over again until he felt like he memorised the letters. "Damian, Sharon is calling you!" Victoria yelled pausing the 3rd movie. Damian rushed over to his MacBook and answered the Skype call. "So are you coming or not?" Sharon asked. "Yes I am as much as I don't want to I feel like I have to do it for the fans," Damian said jumping onto his bed. "Who's with you still?" Ryan asked. "Rory and Victoria, we were going through the fan mail and having a Harry Potter marathon without Conor. " "Did Conor bring Jennie back to the bus?" Neil asked peaking into the camera from behind. "Yeah and Conor left back home also. Pretty sure she's there now but I don't remember when they left, I was asleep." "So ready to go through the group moves?" Sharon asked as the others stepped back. Damian nodded his head. "Follow Ryan than." "Okay," Damian agreed standing up and moving his MacBook to where he could follow them. Rory and Victoria laid on the bed and watched, not being able to see what they where doing. "Come on Damian, you only have 3 days to get this down!" Sharon would continue to repeat every time Damian messed up. "Can I stop now?" Damian asked after going through every step 25 times. "One more time and you can get some rest. Then we're back at this every day." Damian forgot about eating, just eating the rest of what Rory had cooked up and falling back asleep with Victoria on Emmett's bed. "Mum, I'm home," Emmett said walking into the house around 3 in the morning. "Fun time did you have? Want some food, Rory cooked it," Mrs. McGinty asked. "I already had something mum, but thanks for offering. I have a race on the 20th to get ready for." "That's the day your brother is leaving and I'm pretty sure he wants you to be there." "I come every time he leaves, so why can't I skip this time?" "Emmett." "Mum, one time!" "You're going to disappoint him." "I'm sorry mum, I'll try and make it then," Emmett exhausted said walking up to his room. "I thought Victoria already left?" "Emmett, please come to the airport when he leaves. You missed him crying about it," Victoria whispered as Emmett laid on the bed with her. "This is kind of awkward but you're leaving soon right? Why can't you be with Gemma?" "Because Gemma doesn't want me in her room and Damian can't sleep without me, he's afraid I'm going to leave like the rest of you lads." "I'm not going to leave Damian, ever in my life. I can't help that the race was rescheduled for the 20. I love going with Damian but I need to win this." "You care about winning more than your own brother, never less the new cousin coming the end of May." "I have a lot of going on alright! Give me a break!"
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Post by celticbear on Jun 18, 2011 20:36:28 GMT -5
Jennie! That was a great Update! So happy Damo is going back! Love how Vicky told Emmett off! He better be at the airport when Damo leaves! UPDATE SOON! And how are coming with the next update for our story!
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Post by angelenia100 on Jun 20, 2011 16:21:47 GMT -5
MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Jun 21, 2011 21:40:37 GMT -5
Part 18
"Damian, how mad would you be if I don't come when you leave?" Emmett asked at breakfast on the 17. "I want you to come, but I don't want you to miss your race," Damian whispered holding in his tears. "I'll try just for you. I have to go, I'll be back here in two days," Emmett said placing his plate in the sink. "Staying with your girlfriend?" Victoria asked. "Yeah, but I have to practice, I'm sorry I want to keep my record," he said grabbing his bags and leaving this home. "So much has happen these past days, he deserves to be out of this house sometimes," Damian spoke with a wee small smile. "Are you happy he's leaving?" Mrs. McGinty asked. "Well I have to do rehearsals online, it's pretty tough learning when there is 3 other people in the room. They're in Toronto right now, then just Kitchener and I'm back," Damian remarked the fact that the time was coming. He ran up to his room and pulled out his suitcase. He laid it on Emmett's bed and looked at a picture on his dresser. The picture was of Damian and Emmett the first time Damian left to America. It was a habit for Emmett to be at the airport everytime Damian left and came back. It was the one thing they both looked forward to. Conor would be at the party, but was to busy (as he would say) to see him leave. "He'll come, he wouldn't want to miss it," Victoria said walking into the room. "Gemma left for the day, it's just you, me, aunt and uncle." "And a Skype call waiting to kill me," Damian joked. "Hey remember this?" Victoria showed Damian a picture of Emmett holding Damian. Emmett was 10 years old, Damian was 4 at the time. It was raining and the two were outside kicking the footie ball around. Damian remembered that day like it was yesterday. Emmett had just gotten back from school and felt like being with Damian instead of doing school work. The two would mess around in the grass and by the end they would come back muddy and sometimes bloody. "Why is that day so special?" Victoria asked. "It was the first time I felt like I could go to Emmett for anything. He thinks the picture is craic. He's shirtless and his trousers are filthy. All he could think of was taking a picture with me, covered in mud," Damian smiled. Quietly, Sharon called Damian on Skype. "Hey Damian, Victoria only this time?" Sharon asked. "She's staying until I leave," Damian whispered watching Victoria shed a tear. He didn't know why, but he knew she was holding something in, something he wanted to know. "Okay let's see how much you remember." Damian began going through the steps forgetting a foot every so often. "I can't do this!" Damian yelled pushing the suitcase to the ground and laying in Emmett's bed. "I can't get these done by Wednesday!" "Damian, yes you can and you know you can." "You can do it cousin,"Victoria spoke up from Damian's bed, where she was texting Chris. "Damian, you need to learn these," Sharon hesitated. "Add Home back in the song list and I'll work until my arse is on fire!" Damian intended jumping off the bed. "I wish I was Jessie's Girl!" Victoria yelled as Damian went through the steps again. "Shut UP!" "Oh look, it's still on YouTube!" "Shut UP!" "You know I wish I was Jessie's Girl! I wish I was Jessie's Girl! How can I find a women like that? Jessie's Girl! I wish I was Jessie's Girl! How can I find a women like that?" "Could you shut UP?" "No!" Victoria shut the music off and watched Damian skip around the room like Zach taught him to do. He banged up against the walls every time he messed up. "You can stop now Damian!" Sharon said as Damian fell to the ground laughing. "Thank you! These days are going by faster than I want them to. Hey Sharon, do you remember where I put the kilt?" Damian placed the suitcase back on Emmett's bed skipping over all the pictures. "Check the back of your closet and pack it on the top. If you need anything just call, the lads have rehearsal so I have to go," Sharon said. Damian waved bye and closed the MacBook. "Why were you crying? Is there something you need to tell me?" Damian asked. Victoria leaned up against the wall and Damian sat next to her. She laid her head on his shoulder and told it all. "Remember back when you where in New York all the time for The Glee Project?" Victoria began. "Yeah, and you staid in Belfast," Damian thought back. "I don't remember all that happen, but when I had to preform a concert every week, and look the same, it didn't work out well. It pressured me, and with dance everyone was smaller than me. I stopped eating the times when you where gone and I didn't know if I could recover from it." "Did you? Please say you did!" "I did a wee bit, it's not fully recovery. I don't the time to continue with dance and now with a baby coming I had to quit dance and I'm only singing but with that, apparel is everything now." "How much has it effected you?" "It's effected my whole life being used, misunderstood, rejected, anorexic, small, fake and even sometimes numb. I recovered though with the help of others." "I don't know what to say." "Don't worry about it, you need to pack anyway." Damian looked down at Victoria and didn't know a single feeling to feel. He went through his clothes packing as much as he could just to get it over with. "Leave some room for the things you're going to get," Victoria quietly whispered. "I don't want to get anything else," Damian lied. "I'll get something for you maybe, if I find something." "Do you know what I mean? Do you what? Do you know what I mean? Alright!" Victoria chanted. "Do you know what I mean? Do you what? Do you know what I mean? Alright! That will never get old, I'm going to miss you." "I'm going to miss you more. It's the 17 and 16:30? I can't believe it, I want to sleep!" "Sleep then, hey, we need to go to a Manchester match sometimes when I get back." Damian left the room as Victoria slept in his bed. He walked into the living room where his mum sat on the couch watching the tele. Damian laid down with his head in Mrs. McGinty's lap. "Finished packing?" she asked. "Yeah and rehearsal, just 2 more then I'm gone," Damian paused. "Did Victoria ever tell you about her becoming anorexic?" "No, but she got over it right?" "Yeah, but she's afraid she's going to go back when I leave and after the baby." "Don't worry son, get something to eat and the snows still here, go do something." "Thanks mum, I love you." "Love you too." Damian laid still then went into the kitchen and found food that he wanted to give to Victoria. He couldn't think of leaving his cousin to starve back in Belfast, but he just wanted to do what he did best, sing. He did just that, he ran out into the snow and began to go through, not realising, the whole concert steps. Victoria looked out the window, walking up to singing outside. She opened the window and yelled, "Jessie's Girl is a TUBE!" Damian didn't realise anything, not even that the sun had gone down and it was half past 12. The 18 came and went, he continued to practice the steps as he forced food into Victoria's body. Hatting just how little time he had he knew tomorrow would be the last day to get it down, he pressured himself into devoting the time to practice, not wasting his time on things he could wait on. When he awoke on the 19, he found Victoria in the restroom puking up all the food Damian forced in her.
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Post by celticbear on Jun 21, 2011 22:07:20 GMT -5
Poor Damo! He realy wants to go back today! and he has worked his butt off to become the old Damo we know and love! But at the same time he wants to stay to take care of Victoria! I wonder what he is going to do?
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Post by A Once Mc Ginty on Jun 30, 2011 18:45:55 GMT -5
Part 19
"Victoria stop!" Damian yelled pulling her hair. tears ran down his face looking at the sight of what be was doing. "Why do I have to stop? You're ruining my life!" Victoria yelled pushing his hand away. "Stop please, I don't want to see you like this." "I can't watch you leave tomorrow, I can't watch the sight of one leaving again." She stood up and washed her face off. Slowly Damian lifted her shirt whipping off the water. "I can't believe what you put in your body sometimes. What you do to yourself." "I'll be fine, I just really want you to be here next to me." Damian slowly hugged her not wanting to let go. In the past times he had seen so much, heard so much, felt so much. It felt like yesterday Damian didn't want to turn nineteen and was pulling down Conor's trousers just for the craic. He stood there, holding his cousin, knowing that at any point the same thing that happen to him can happen. He was tired of being in the hospital, tired of dealing with people sick, tired of all Derry and Ireland, he wanted to leave. "Damian, I don't want to go back to Belfast," Victoria whispered into his chest. "Stay her with me mum and dad. They'll take care of you and by May when the baby comes, we'll still be here for you." The two didn't want to move but Damian's mum called for the two to get something to eat. Slowly they moved down the stairs, holding each others hand not wanting to let go once. "Not long left? What time do you have to be in Dublin by?" Mrs. McGinty asked placing the food on the table. "I have to be there by 10 but flight doesn't leave until 14. Sharon left my clothes at the studio and forgot to get them sent off. An extra bag to add on to mine." Damian was exhausted and felt like passing out on the table, but he waited until later that night. Quietly they ate, not talking to each other, they didn't have anything to say. "I can't stay awake any longer," Damian whispered pushing his plate forward, falling on the table, passing out. "He hasn't got much sleep Auntie," Victoria said grabbing everyone's plate. "I heard at one point you had been anorexic, why?" Mrs. McGinty brought up. Victoria paused at the sink, she didn't want to reply but she gained the courage to. "Yes I was, but as much as I try to forget I always seem to go back. They said it was stress on finishing school to continue onto University. It wasn't though, and I have to deal with it still." "Don't be afraid of it, fight it, you know you're not fat, you know who you are more than everyone else." "DAMIAN KNOWS ME! He knows me better than I do myself!" Victoria stormed to Damian and Emmett's room crying. She didn't want to hear that she knew herself when she didn't even know why she had so many mistakes in her life. "Mum, I know Victoria more than she does," Damian stood up and wrapped his arms around her. "There is so much she doesn't know about herself." "I love you Damian." "Mum, I love you." Damian slowly walked upstairs. Victoria was laying on Emmett's bed looking at her left wrist. "L-O-V-E. The only reason why it's written permanently on my wrist is because we always sang that song whenever someone was down," Victoria smiled seeing Damian lean up agains the doorframe. "I'm heading to Dublin tonight, mum doesn't know, I want to leave early, get a last goodbye to everyone early." "How are you going to go early?" "I'm taking tonight's bus, I have to make sure I get everything early. I want to leave really soon." Damian laid on his bed and pulled out his MacBook. He felt the need to write a blog just to clear he was on his way to New York. "Here it begins. Hello, It's time for everything to fall into place. I've decided to leave to Dublin tonight just to make sure I don't miss my flight. It's going to be hard leaving Derry, but I'm ready to head to the US of A! The land calls and I just want to see something bright, the eyes of my fans. It's hours and counting down, it's anxiousness that has kicked in. It's been awhile since I've seen a few of you and I just want to be welcomed with a hug. I know you all will miss Ryan, but I thank him millions on talking over my spot. Thank you each and everyone of you for supporting me through everything. Every sickness, loss of power, nerves break down. I don't say this enough but you guys mean the world to me. I don't know how to say it. So much has happen and I feel like I've filled up this site with all my blogs. :) I just want to keep my family updated. Little time to do last minute things before I head down to Dublin to stay with Dudley for the night. My heart is racing and I don't want to say goodbye. See you all soon! Damian xoxox." Damian packed his MacBook into his case, searched for his mobile phone, and grabbed his bag. "Damian, I'll see you tomorrow," Victoria ran over to him and gave him a hug goodbye. He carried his bags down the stairs and to the door. Slowly, he looked over his shoulder and saw his mum waving goodbye. "Leaving tonight?" Mrs. McGinty asked. "I feel like being early, I'm staying at Sharon's home for the night, then Dudley is bringing me to the airport," Damian said opening up the door and walking down to the bus stop. He sat quietly not knowing what laid ahead of him, but he did know what. What lied ahead of him was fans with a smile and even a tear or two but happiness. He was to anxious to realise anything going on around him, but he just wanted to take his last walk about the snow covered Dublin. "Mr. McGinty, see you're heading out? Where are you heading to?" a man asked sitting next to him. "Dublin, then New York. Visiting Mr. Browne just before I go," Damian replied. He didn't care to speak his name once but he knew exactly who he was. "Are you still touring with Celtic Thunder?" "Yes, but I missed all of the Canada shows for weather and school." The bus came and Damian stood up but the man didn't. "Have a nice trip Mr. McGinty," the man said patting him on the back. Damian struggled on the bus with his bags, sitting in the back to be alone next to the window. He had watched as Ireland had become filled with bright lights, something he always loved seeing. The bus pulled in front of the bus stop and Damian slowly walked off the bus. He felt like he was still back in Derry with the amount of snow still on the ground. "Now Dudley's for the night," Damian whispered pulling his bag behind him. He felt like he was missing something but he continued to move on hearing the crunching of the broken ice. "Damian, you're back!" Dudley welcomed as Damian dragged himself into the home. "I'm back and I want to sleep. Did your mum," Damian began walking with Dudley to the room he always staid in. "I brought the clothes, they're packed and in the closet if that was what you where wondering." "Thanks, all I can think of is sleep, food and New York." Damian feel onto his bed wanting to break out it tears. Dudley left the room to come back with some food. He sat on a chair in the corner of the room, wanting to catch up with Damian, who sat on the bed eating. "How has it been since the last time we talked?" Dudley asked. "It's been wild and I don't really know how I lived but I have. I just feel like I have missed so much in the world because I've been stuck with my family for so long. It just makes you wonder." "Nothing has happen since the storm, the whole island just seems like it was paused. Barely anyone has come out and when they do they usually walk straight back in." "I feel sick," Damian handed Dudley his plate and laid under the covers. Slowly he fell asleep, waking up to text messages from Victoria. 'Emmett is skipping the race, he says he wants to be there the whole time for you. He left to his girlfriends house to get it out of his mind he was choosing his career over his brother. He left sometime around 5 and heading over to the Browne house.' Victoria's text read. Damian heard a knock on his door but didn't move to see who it was. "Damian, wake up brother," Emmett whispered walking into the room. He walked through the room seeing just how nice the room was compared to the one they shared. "6 hours Damian." Emmett picked up Damian's bag and moved it into the hallway. He continued to do the same with the one Sharon packed in the closet. "I know you're awake brother, get up." Damian still laid in bed with his eyes closed. Slowly Emmett bent down in front of him and lifted up one of Damian's eyes. A smile appeared as Emmett grabbed his brothers cell phone from the bed. "You pulled out of the race for me, why?" Damian asked pushing him away. "I've always been here when you leave, you're more important than a race. Family first then career, and you're family so you're first. Mum and dad are heading down." Emmett was trying to hold in tears just to make sure he didn't ruin the leaving. "You want to get something to eat?" "I don't want to see you leave, I want you to stay." "I want to stay to, but I have to go." Damian got out of bed and walked with Emmett down to Starbucks. By the time the two came back to the Browne's house it was 10 and Damian had to head to the airport. Dudley drove to the airport and left back home leaving Damian and Emmett alone for 3 hours. "So what do you have to do now?" Emmett asked completely lost to everything. "I really don't know," Damian replied. For an hour the two raced around the airport doing everything a lady told them to to. With 1.5 hours to spare Damian anxiously waited for them to call his flight. None of the family had arrived yet. "They are coming right?" Damian asked. "Yes, how many times do I have to say it?" Emmett answered. "They're on a delay, Conor is an hour away though." "Why is Conor coming? It was only suppose to be Mum, Dad, Gemma and Victoria!" "Don't worry, he's not going to do anything stupid." The time passed quickly, Damian began to worry just when anyone would show up. "Flight 48A is now boarding. Flight 48A is now boarding," a lady spoke on the intercom. "That's my flight," Damian stood up and gave Emmett a hug. "I'm going to miss you brother." "I'm going to miss you more," Emmett whispered as tears raced down from his eyes. Damian slowly walked into line. "Damian!" Conor yelled racing over to Damian in line. "Damian Joseph McGinty!" Damian looked up slowly, dropped all of his bags and ran toward Conor. "You actually came," Damian whispered crying. "I had to, I didn't give you a proper goodbye," Conor hugged. "Damian!" Victoria yelled with Mrs. and Mr. McGinty running behind her. Gemma walked behind with a smile seeing what Emmett had done. "This is the last call for anyone boarding Flight 48A." "I have to go! Bye Emmett, Gemma, Mum, Dad, Victoria and Conor! I'll see you all in December!" Damian rushed off picking up his bags and going through security. The family watched through the window, Damian board waving goodbye from the snow outside. The plane left the airport and Damian was one step closer of being back to where he was bound to be. After all the struggles he had gone through, he had waited for Sharon to let him come back. As much he wanted to stay back in Derry with everyone, the fans of Celtic Thunder welcomed him back and made him feel like the road was home again. With lots of catching up to do on the bus, Damian was distracted from the thought of Victoria's baby and anything that would cause him to want to head back. He continued to do schooling on the road along with the shows. Nothing brought the feeling of love when he saw everyone's smile as he hugged each and everyone. After the show on 21 September at Shea's PAC in Buffalo, NY, Damian read over all of his blogs to his fans, he felt he had a closer relationship with everyone and didn't want it to ever go away.
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