"So what's up buttercup?" Megan asked. 
                          
"You two will probably scold me for this or hate me for this." I sighed.
                          
"Well what is it?" Michelle asked. 
                          
"I've decided that this will be my last show for this tour. I don't think I can do another one after this." I stood there, nervously. Waiting for them to respond.
                          
"Okay. I'll only agree if you tell me a good reason." Megan said in a serious tone. I explained everything to them and they seem to understand. They were a little skeptical about my approach about this situation but it worked out. 
                          
"So how are we gonna do this? How are we gonna tell everyone that this will be your last show? What do we do after you leave?" Megan asked. 
                          
"We'll figure something out later. But right now let's focus on the performances. Ariana is up." Michelle said, dragging us back to where we were previously at. As each performances past by, it was finally my turn. As I walked up the stage, I suddenly felt nervous which is weird because I never get nervous when I'm on stage. 
                          
"Umm hey guys. Before I start my part, I would just like to announce that this will be my last show for this tour." I had a little trouble saying it but I managed somehow. I heard a lot of cries, complaints, and question coming from the audience. 
                          
"I'm going through some pretty difficult stuff right now and it might affect my health later on if I don't take care of it quickly. As much as I want to continue my part of the tour, my health comes first. I hope you guys understand." 
                          
After I said that, I heard replies like:
                          
"It's okay. We still love you."
"I hope you feel better."
"Take all the time you need."
"We're gonna miss you."
                          
"Thanks you guys. I really appreciate it. Now let's get this show on the road." My eyes were getting a little teary, but I held it in. I performed a couple of new hype songs and some old ones as well. I'm glad that they were taking it quite well. Wonder what the others will think. 
                          
"Alright. Now it's time to calm our nerves a bit. I wrote this dog like a few days ago but it wasn't ready yet so. But now, the mood is right and you guys will be the first on to hear it. It's a little crappy but still working on it." I asked Megan right quick if they could bring a keyboard or a piano up the stage. They quickly set up the keyboard and adjusted the microphones. 
                          
"Here it goes." I sat down and started playing the right keys. 
                          
Me:
She got, she got, she got
Her own reasons for talking to me
She don't, she don't, she don't
Give a fuck about what I need
                          
And I can't tell you why
Because my brain can't equate it
Tell me your lies
Because I just can't face it
                          
It's you, it's you
It's you
It's you, it's you
It's you