Girls In White Dresses

“No, I actually think it’d be better if we weren’t together… I’d rather stay alive. Thanks,” I said hating myself with every word. Her almost smile faded and she let go of me and backed away. She looked like she was fighting back tears.

“Alright. I get it. I understand. Friends?” She held out her hand for me to shake, I shook it and she walked away.

[Enter Lyssa]

I ran up the steps into the bus and sidestepping Kelsey and making an excuse about being exhausted, I jumped up into my bunk and curled under the blanket on my side and started bawling.

I pulled out my phone and opened to a new text.

[To PetahPandah: I want to go home and see Jacky. I misses him.]

Two seconds later he text messaged back.

[From PetahPandah: Alrighty babycakes. We’ll get there. You can rent a car and drive out if you’d like. Or we can get one from the record company.]

[To PetahPandah: Call (-insert FOB’s manager’s name here-). Please and thank you]

My phone buzzed again but I was already off in la-la land.

[Enter Patrick]

I walked out on stage and picked up the mike and sang like it was just another show. Sang like nothing was bothering me. Like I didn’t hurt some one important to me. Like I didn’t care…