Find Me

Prologue

2 years ago:

I hate him.

I thought what we had was real. I thought he loved me, truly.

But I guess he didn't want me anymore, he'd rather have someone less fucked up then me. Someone who is easier to handle.

My cold hands fumble with my phone in my hands, I click on the contact and press it to my ear to hear the ringing.

It rings for a moment before the other person answers, "hello?" They answer groggily.

"Mom?" I cry through the phone.

"What's wrong, baby?" Her suddenly very awake voice asks.

I sob a bit before answering, "me and Hero broke up, a-and and a-and," I start choking on my tears when I try to finish my sentence.

"Baby, I need you to calm down and take a deep breath for me, can you do that?" She carefully asks me. I faintly hear in the background my father ask what's going on.

I take a breath then finish what I was saying, "I'm calling you to let you know that I won't be coming home." I tell her.

"What? Why?" She asks frantically.

"Because I'm gonna go back to Australia and live with Grammie for a bit." I explain to her. "I just think that it'll be best for me and uh-uh, y-yeah," I start sobbing again.

"Baby girl," my fathers voice sounds through the receiver.

"Yeah?"

"I love you, we love you and we support you in your decision to do this." He sincerely tells me.

"I love you guys too."

Now:

"Ay yo, J! Your on it 5 minutes," Marco shouts from the doors of my dressing room.

"Alright, thanks for the reminder, Coco!" I reply back and do a once over of my outfit, the black ripped jeans I'm wearing hug my ass nicely, and the shirt... well the shirt I'm wearing still faintly smells of him. It's his shirt, the same band t-shirt of his that represents the band 'Bon Iver' that I was wearing that eventful day. I could never bring myself to get rid of it, so now I wear it every night that I preform at 'The Strings and Bolts'.

It's a underground club/ party that only the best of the best can get into and it's also a secret. I only found out about it, cause my Grandpa owns it.

Shaking the memories of that day out of my head, I first take a swig of vodka then proceed to walk barefoot out of my dressing room and onto the stage like usual.

"Ay! What's good?! I'm J, and welcome to Strings and Bolts! Let's get this party started!" I yell at the crowd as they cheer. The lead guitarist, 'Jordyn' looks to me and I nod at him. The sound of his guitar booms through the place, and the night begins.

This is my life now.

But I am waiting for the day when Hero decides to come and Find Me.

Note from author❤️:

Ooohhh. That's all ima say.

You know you love me xoxo,
Zoë