Ebony's point of view
throwback
I looked at myself in the mirror. I feel I look fat. As I pinch the fat on my stomach. I turn to the side. I have no bum. I have ugly dimples. My eyes are all tired with doing uni work. Brad always says I look lovely and beautiful but the more I see messages from his fans the more I don't believe it.
"Ebs" I hear Brad's voice say.
"Hey" I turn around seeing him in the doorway. Smiling at me.
"What's wrong?" He asks. He knows me so well it's scary.
"Nothing B I'm fine" I say taking his hand in mine giving him a smile.
"I don't believe you" he whispers looking into my eyes deeply.
"Ebs I come home looking like my girlfriend has been crying I know something is wrong" brad says concerned written all over his face. I look down in shame. I grab my phone and show him. His face turns into pure disgust as he reads the comment on my latest post.
"I hate the way I look B. I hate everything about myself. I'm not gonna pass uni I'm a failure why would you be with someone like me" I say a tear rolling down my eyes.
"They made you feel like that?" Brad asks I nod.
"They are obviously telling the truth why would you want to be with me. Look at all the other girls in the world that are so much more beautiful you deserve better" I say wiping my tears.
" Ebs don't you dare listen to what they say. It's not the truth. Your the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on. I love your personality. You light up any room you go into. I love those beautiful dimples. Your are beautiful. They are just jealous of you. Your perfect. I don't want you to believe anything they say they just want to make you unhappy. But there are so many fans that absolutely love you." Brad says tears form in my eyes again. Brad pulls me into his arms.
"I don't want anyone else. Your beautiful and your prefect to me. Your my dream girl and I'm not letting the hate ruin us." Brad says kissing the top of my head.
"Okay" he adds. Holding me close to him rubbing circles on my shoulder.
"Okay" I whisper with a small smile.
Few weeks later
I was sitting up waiting for Brad. I was on a couple of weeks holiday from uni was I felt completely stress free. Before that I was really stressed and bickered with Brad. I hear the front door open and the door of Brad's studio slam shut. I stand up and do a soft knock on the door.
"B you okay?" I ask
"Yep" I hear him scoff
"Can I come in?" I ask but no reply I open the door and she Brad at his desk. I look at the time it's twelve in the morning. He has been working all day.
"What's wrong?" I ask seeing a completely stressed and tired looking Brad. His hands in his hair.
" nothing I just have so much stuff to do for the album. I need to produce some songs" brad says looking at his screen. Looking really frustrated.
I walk over and wrap my arm around him kissing his cheek. But he does not look my way at all his eyes are still on the screen.
"Ebony I need to do this" he says
"Just relax you have been working all day" I say with a smile planting kiss from his cheek down his neck. Trying to make him smile.
"Not now" Brad snaps annoyed pushing me away slightly. I'm shocked at the way he snapped.
"Ok" I say I head towards the door and close it. This just feels like all that's happening between us this last while. It's either Brad is stressed and pushes me away or I'm stressed and I push him away.
Its a never ending circle and it's making us both unhappy we're not making time for each other.
