No Clue Why You Left
Liar
Back on the tour bus, Gerard patted my arm and pulled me into a hug before going back to his sketchbook. I had spilled to him over the phone in the cab, paying the driver extreme because of how loud and emotional I was talking.
I laid on the couch, feeling my lunges constrict at the pressure of the couch. I sighed, closing my eyes and letting sleep engulf me.
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Not even the show that night worked to numb my beating, broken heart. The only thing I could think about was how they were laying in the hospital bed together, his eyes gently looking at her with a look of totally and complete love.
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"Why aren't you with your daughter?" A nosey fan asked, causing those who heard to erupt into whispers.
"Addison and I have decided it'd be... best if I finished the tour so when I got back I'd be focused completely on the baby." I lied easily, already telling she didn't believe me.
I was a liar.
I laid on the couch, feeling my lunges constrict at the pressure of the couch. I sighed, closing my eyes and letting sleep engulf me.
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Not even the show that night worked to numb my beating, broken heart. The only thing I could think about was how they were laying in the hospital bed together, his eyes gently looking at her with a look of totally and complete love.
-
"Why aren't you with your daughter?" A nosey fan asked, causing those who heard to erupt into whispers.
"Addison and I have decided it'd be... best if I finished the tour so when I got back I'd be focused completely on the baby." I lied easily, already telling she didn't believe me.
I was a liar.
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Short update, yo'