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Princess of Texting

Chapter FortyFive

I stood just inside the door and leaned against it. I was still in shock and just stared before me. I was no longer the vocalist of Semuncia.
"Essie, is that you?" Austin asked and his face appeared by the end of the hall. He looked surprised to see me.
"Hey, what happened?" he asked. He walked up to me and I bit my lip.
"The guys cut me off… I’m no longer a part of Semuncia" I said and my eyes teared up. He cupped his hands over my face and kissed my forehead.
"And why did they do that?" he asked.
"Because they think I do drugs, and don’t want to hurt their reputation" I said.
"Essie, isn’t it about time we drop the act… I know you’re doing drugs" he said. My heart dropped and I stared at him. He looked into my eyes.
"Even your pupils are enlarged right now. I’ve known for some time and I’ve tried to help you but I can’t. So please let me help you" he said.
"BUT I DON’T DO DRUGS" I screamed and the tears started to stream down.
"BUT FOR FUCK SAKE ESSIE… LET ME HELP YOU" he yelled back and I pushed him away.
"I DON’T DO DRUGS" I screamed.
"STOP PRETENDING THAT I DON’T KNOW… I KNOW ESSIE" he yelled.

I pushed him away again when he took a step towards me. I opened the front door and I stumbled out before I started to run. I heard him call my name over and over again and that he tried to follow, but soon he lost track of me and I just ran. I ran for everything that I believed in. From the truth. From everything. I knew that the things I took was classified drugs, but it wasn’t drugs. I was in pain. In a pain I couldn’t tell anyone.
After hours of running and running I stopped because I couldn’t breath. My throat was thumping and I couldn’t see straight. Someone tried to help me but I just stared into air, and soon I saw the lights of an ambulance. I was once again rushed to a hospital, and the one that took care of me was no one other than my doctor. The one that told me that I had a tumor.

- - -

Austin’s POV

I called Cory and told him that Essie had run away and that she was gone. I told him about Semuncia and he was surprised. I even told him about the drugs and he was even more surprised by that. Never had he thought that Essie would have started with doing drugs. Never.
About an hour later everybody knew that she wasn’t the vocalist of Semuncia anymore. The guys had tweeted it out that she had been replaced with someone else, and it was after that the rumors kicked in. Suddenly everyone knew bout her drug problem. For fuck sake. Even tumblr knew about it and people asked if I knew about it. I closed my eyes and leaned back on my chair. What the fuck was I supposed to do? Essie was no longer Essie. She had lost her honesty with me. She wasn’t honest. I reached for my phone and I took the last picture of me and Essie together and I posted it on instagram with a long text.

I want people to know that I love, and loved, this woman. But after some current events have I made the decision that we are going our separate ways. I am no longer in a relationship with Princess Mercedes, and if anyone is saying otherwise I want you to know that it is false. If it’s not from me, and me alone.

- - -

I saw Austin’s picture and I bit my lip. I lost him as well. But I guess that was good. that meant I didn’t have to tell him the truth. I didn’t have to make him be bothered by everything. Well he probably would but still… He wouldn’t be bothered.

Dr Palm came in and he looked at me.
"It seems that your condition have gotten even worse Essie, and I fear that you don’t have much longer" he said.
"How long?" I asked.
"About one to three months" he said. I nodded and bit my lip again. This time it was for real. This time it really hit me. I was dying. I didn’t have much left.
"I would like to admit you to a clinical where you will stay for the last few months" he said.
"Can I pick one?" I asked. He looked at me and then he nodded.
"Can you look for one in London?" I asked.
"London?" he asked, a bit surprised.
"Yeah, and… could you call my father, Cory?" I asked as well. He looked at me, and nodded. Then he walked out from the room.

It was time to tell Cory the truth.

Comments

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Savedbybands Savedbybands
8/15/14
I love this story so much, it even made me cry oh my gawd your such a good writer!!! This story was really beautiful <3

~Hannah


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2/25/14
I love this story so much, it even made me cry oh my gawd your such a good writer!!! This story was really beautiful <3

~Hannah


pawwcx pawwcx
2/25/14

Sorry for my english I'm from germany :D
I just read the whole story an god I was crying so much! I signed up to tell you that you are awesome. I loved the story It was cute and funny
god i really hate you for making me belive she is dead!
I got so angry when they kicked her out of the band I was literally screaming that they should stop being assholes
The story is awesome and I hope that you never stop writing

chapter 49 ;-; feels. why u do dis to me. why. u suck. jk ur amazing <3 ur amazing, but you still suck for making me cry like that <3

alanashbyscat alanashbyscat
2/16/14