I was alone. Bleeding on a bus.



I was beyond pissed.




Mostly on how cold my boyfriend was.





And how caring his bestfriend was.




The butterflies getting the best of me.



My heart felt heavy. Flushed with emotions.


I was getting tired of all the hate from crazy fans being all over MY boyfriend. Who lately hasn't giving a single fuck about me. My nose finally stopped bleeding and i washed my face in the tiny tour bus sink. I went to the tiny bar, grabbed the bottle of tequila and felt it burn down my throat.

I was hoping it would burn those butterflies I got from Mike.

"Mike has a girlfriend, I have Jaime, DONT BE STUPID VANESSA", I told myself under my breath.


ring


I checked my phone to see the message i had gotten:

FROM: MY BABAAY;)

We need to talk.


well fuck.


ring

FROM: MIKE

HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER :)

WELL FUCK.....

Notes

sorry i didnt update in a while :(
school has been taking up my time.
this chapter is kind of a filler
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love youu!!!!:D