Part 14 Just From Emma's P.O.V:
I woke up, and saw that dad was still sleeping. Well duh. I took my phone from the bedside table and unlocked it. 7:26. Okayyy? I guess I should go to my room.
I went to my bathroom, which is in my room, and brushed my teeth, washed my face and took a quick shower. After that, I got dressed, and scribbled something on a note and left it on my dad's bedside table.
After that I unlocked my phone again. 7:49. Well I'm quick. I had gotten bored quickly so I checked my instagram. 95 follow requests, 821 likes and 574 comments. As I looked through some comments on a selfie I posted yesterday, I saw stuff like 'Jacko's adopted daughter. ' 'Ewwwww you're soo ugly and fat' 'Go kill yourself ' 'I bet Jacko adopted her only to f**k her' I couldn't read it anymore. Was I that ugly? I guess it's a yes cause there were 500 more comments like those.
I decided that maybe it was just some disgusting people on instagram and so I went to check stuff on my twitter. 638 new followers, 527 retweets, 472 comments and 469 favorites. I decided to check the comments here, thinking 'everything's gonna be fine, right? '. Boy was I wrong. As I scrolled down through the comments tears started to stream down my cheeks. 'What a stupid a$$ b***h' 'Yo ugly chick, how many mirrors didja broke walking next to? ' 'Ewwww why is that creep still alive? Lol kill it! ' 'I bet Jacko f**ks her every night. ' I just couldn't take it anymore. I closed all the apps that was open and checked the time. 7:52. I dried my tear-stained face and walked downstairs to tell Cheryl what to cook for breakfast.
After that, dad came downstairs. We talked a bit, ate a bit, then we went to the arena.
When we reached the arena, dad told me to go talk to the dancers. Me, being shy, took a seat somewhere and unlocked my phone. I checked instagram and twitter again, I just didn't saw enough did I? After few tears escaping from my eyes for the who-knows time today, all of a sudden, everyone in the arena became silent. They were all looking in one direction. (Not the band lol). I looked towards the direction they were looking at, and there she stood. Lisa. What a great surprise. We all watched as she went outside.
Afterwards, I was quick to wipe away my tears cause slowly, everyone surrounded me.
"Emma, do you mind going to your father's dressing room to see what's up? " Frank told me while everyone else stood there, listening to every single word coming out of his mouth and looking at me for an answer.
"O-ok... S-sure, I-I'll d-do i-it. " I stuttered. I stutter when I'm under pressure, and right now, I was under pressure.
I quickly ran towards dad's dressing room and knocked on the door. Karen opened the door. "Oh hi there Emma." Karen said to me while I was trying to catch up my breath.
"Dad.....Frank.......Dancers........Lisa........Come......" I said while trying to catch my breath. When I finally did, I told dad what I wanted to tell him. "Dad, Frank and the dancers saw Lisa getting out of your dressing room so they asked me to check on you and to see what's up. And also Frank told me to tell you, Karen, to hurry up 'cause dad needs to start rehearsing now." I said quickly and as soon as I finished, I sprinted back towards my seat. Of course after being questioned about my dad.
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I hope that now you guys understand why Emma is acting like that. Also I think it was pretty short so Imma make it up to you in the next one. I'm gonna make sure it's long and interesting.
Also, I posted it earlier than I expected cause you guys were practically begging me to post it, so, hope you liked it.
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