Two weeks earlier:
I hate to say it, but my dad was right all along. Peaches had single-handedly ruined my image and my relationship with Lebron. Lebron and I had been arguing nonstop since the "elevator-gate" thing. People were circulating rumors about him cheating on me and Peaches being a stripper. I couldn't even go anywhere without the paparazzi hounding me and harassing me. It was all too much. On top of that, Lebron found the pills that I had been hiding from him and threw them all away. That caused us to get into a physical tussle with each other, ending our relationship for good. During that tussle, I used a lamp to smash across his knee, and he saw it as me trying to end his career. He told me to keep the engagement ring and that he couldn't do this anymore. I threw back in his face of him saying we were meant for each other and we would never part but he wasn't trying to hear me. He said that he now knew none of that was true. We needed to part ways permanently for our own best interests. It was over and never restarting again. I never even got the answers that I was looking for from him about that girl who kept showing up everywhere we were. He just kept ignoring that conversation and bringing up the fact of me letting Peaches disrespect him and embarrass us both at the charity event. I could not believe this shit was happening.
I was on my way back from purchasing more pills, when the paparazzi caught me sending my heart rate up. I was just so scared that they would find out about my habit and run with the story. Normally, I would have Angie do it for me, but she wasn't coming back from vacation until tomorrow and I couldn't wait that long. I needed all this pain I was feeling to go away. Everything was back to normal and doing much better and now it was back in the shitter. I didn't know if Peaches had done this to me on purpose and if she planned it all out. I mean from the moment I let her back into my life, things have turned upside down. She was now having the family that I wanted while my dreams were getting crushed.
On the drive to the hotel that I was staying in, since Lebron kicked me out of his home, I got a call from my dad and I knew instantly what he would say. I took two pills without any water or hesitation and answered his call.
"Hello?"
"Kelly? How are you?"
"I'm good Daddy. How are you today," I said sounding defeated.
"I'm okay. You don't sound too good tho...I saw the video."
I let out a huge sigh knowing I wouldn't have to guess where this conversation was going.
"Everybody saw it Daddy. You'd have to have been under a rock to not to."
"I'm sorry this all happened to you. You know you don't deserve any of this. You're a top notch star. This shouldn't even be an issue for you right now."
"It has nothing to do with me being a star."
"You're right. It has everything to do with Peaches. She caused it all just like I knew she would. That's the whole reason I wanted to keep her away from you. She has a bad habit of destroying everything and everyone around her. She has no morals or concept of class. I just don't understand why you let her into your life again. She was okay where she was. She was used to it."
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Makidada
FanfictionA superstar. A stripper. Freedom. Captivity. Privacy. Bare. Love. Friendship. Hate... Read to find out more.