Angel- lil peep

13

Cleo

Ever since tracy and peep made up, me and tracy haven't really spoken as much, I can't say that I'm mad at him or whatever. He's just made up with his best friend who he thought he'd never see again.

Right now we were all sat in the back of peep's tour bus, it looked exactly as it did in the photos that surfaced the internet after peep had died, and when that video of him in the back had gone viral 

It made my skin shiver and I think tracy was uncomfortable swell as he kept his eyes either on peep, his phone or the floor avoiding looking around. 

Whenever peep's manager would come on to the bus everyone would take sure that he didn't see tracy and me as we would have gotten kicked straight out.

"Peep!" Someone shouted from the front of the bus making all our heads snap up thinking that whoever it was, probably his management was coming into the back but they didn't

"Fuck" Peep mumbled before standing up and walking to the front of the bus where I'm guessing whoever was calling him was, waiting for him

When he left the room me and tracy looked over at each other, as I was sat on the couch and he was sat in the booth in the corner of the small room. I guess you could say that we were opposite each other.

We stayed silent trying to hear any parts of the conversation that Peep was having 

Not to be nosy or anything but out of interest, and to know what had actually happened in the days leading up 

"This isn't going to work peep, and you know it they have to leave we already have too many people with us" A women's voice whispered but loud enough for us to hear at the back of the bus probably because we were staying dead silent.

"Whatever" Gus said before walking back to where we were, shutting the door behind him and sitting down where he was 

"Everything okay peep?" Tracy asked making peep look up at him from messing with his fingers in his lap then looking over to me before nodding.

Great so it has something to do with me I'm guessing 

It stayed silent for a couple more minutes before someone walked in causing all of our attention on that person 

"Peep you can't just walk out, we had a deal. Remember?" A women with brown hair with glasses said marching into the room after peep. 

Her eyes were trained on peep but ended up on tracy than me before she laughed and shook her head.

"Great, peep come with me" She said sternly before leaving the room waiting for peep to join her.

Peep stood up sighing shaking his head, he muttered a small 'won't be long' before leaving the room closing the door behind him.

"What was that?" I turned to tracy who was shaking his head tipping the ash off his blunt into the ashtray which was on the table in-front of him.

"One of his managers or some shit, she's such a bitch she treats him like a child, and peep being peep he lets her do what she wants with him" 

"Wait you don't mean like?" I asked signalling anything sexual, he shook his head

"Nah that's with another one of his manager, Belinda or some shit like that I don't know we fell out when all that stuff started because I told it was weird and that he didn't need these people. But like they always do they made it out to look like I was the bad guy and told peep that I was leading him into bad things which will affect his future, they told hi this so much that he ended up believing it himself. Shits fucked up man" He said taking a drag from his blunt before blowing the smoke out shortly after. "And the worst thing is, he doesn't even realise he thinks they're helping him but if anything they're slowly killing him. But they don't care because they're the ones making profit" he laughed throwing his head back

"Fuck, after all this you're gonna have to talk to him about what's going to happen after this because we I mean you-" I got cut off by the door opening again and Gus stumbling in.

"Fucking hell" Tracy muttered under his breath before leaning forward and grabbing peep before he fell over and pulling him over to where he was sat before which resulted in peep just dumping over

What the hell did she do to the poor boy

Tracy slid himself in the booth next to peep holding him up by wrapping his arm around the back of him.

Peep's head was slumped over I'm guessing that he had just passed out, the look on Tracys face you could tell this wasn't the first time that this had happened.

"Peep man why do you let them do this to you?" Tracy mumbled to himself knowing that he own't get a response back from peep 

"There's no way that he's going on stage tonight" I said to him making peep groan throwing his head back but his eyes were still closed.

Seeing him in this state made my heart ache, it just shows you really don't know what goes on behind closed doors, well I guess in this situation back stage.

"They'll make him, they don't care as long as they get their money for tonights show he'll perform even if he can't stand they'll fucking make him perform in a wheelchair" he laughed shaking his head, I could tell that thinking of this pissed him off alot. I mean who wouldn't it piss off.

"That LA show, they did this, they propped him up with drugs and even when he said he couldn't do it they made him go on that stage and perform I felt so bad but there was nothing could do. He could barely stand and they just filled the stage up with fucking fog to cover up the problem that they had caused. They know he's depressed and an addict but they don't fucking try and help if anything they just make it worse for him" Tracy finished with tears running down his face as he looked over to peeps who's head was still slumped back with his eyes shut.

"Fuck this, stay here" He said getting up out of his seat motioning for me to sit in it, probably taking over the position of holding him up so he doesn't hurt himself. 

I didn't know where he was going but I could take a guess which would probably correct, to talk to peep's managers which I don't blame him baring in mind what had happened before the other time I guess you could say

I just hope he doesn't let slip what happened before and why we're here. No surely he isn't that stupid

I sat in the same position that tracy was in and wrapped my arm around peep's shoulder to keep him up and steady. A couple minutes later, peep picked his head back up able to hold his own head up, my arm was still wrapped round him for extra support

We stayed silent

I turned my head slightly to see peep staring against the blank wall in front of him with tears in his eyes.

"Peep? What's wrong?" I asked turning to him fully but he kept his head straight shrugging his shoulders as the tears grew more and left his eyes rolling down his face

"I can't do this anymore"