tough - BE

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Lights! Camera! Action!

There's no cameras here i'm kidding I'm in my bedroom. I have to hurry and pick an outfit to open the show with plus i have to drop off some paperwork at the stadium really quick. I fixed up my hair, picked out the outfit I had been wanting to wear all week and ran out the door making sure to grab my favorite guitar to play on stage. I know i was supposed to bring it to the venue last night but to be fair billie and i got caught up in....something. I was in a rush for sound check so no distractions just drop off the paperwork and go. I quickly got out my car grabbed the paper work and made it inside. I nearly made it to the office until FUCKING SCOTT held me up.

"let me go dude i'm in a rush!" I shouted

"It hurts when it goes from baby to dude" he laughed

"Leave me alone? please i'm begging you"

"what are you such in a rush for?"

"i have a gig to you know pursue the musical career you always shitted me for" I said pulling my hand away from his, starting my way to the office again

"oh I said all the stuff for your own good, this gig probably won't affect your so called career at all where's this at a bar or something?" he asked chasing after me

"it's at an arena thank you very much"

"of course it is" he scoffed

I dropped my paperwork off to the very lovely receptionist and basically started running away trying to get away from Scott as fast as possible. He caught up to me though. Grabbing my shoulder and turning me around.

"What-"

Scott cut me off by pulling me closer to him and kissing me forcefully while at the same time grabbing my fucking ass. I tried pulling away but he was too strong. I was only able to pull away after he did. This guy is a dick. Remember what I said about the camera guy being the eyes and ears all over this stadium? I hope Im wrong.

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Third person POV

"I'm happy without you accept it" Quinn said pushing Scott away

"You'll be nothing without me baby!" Scott shouted as she walked out of the stadium

When Quinn left the the building Scott finally let out his groan of frustration wiping his lips calling Quinn a bitch under his breath. Scott walked towards me lurking in the corner.

"You got the pictures right?" He asked

"Of course Mr. Anderson they'll be out tomorrow" I responded

"No I will take care of them tomorrow send me the pictures now and the photos you took of her and I sitting next to each other smiling from last week, understood?"

"Yes sir"

My job isn't to make up drama. It's to take pictures of athletes playing the game they love but I have to make Scott happy. It's morally correct, but is it morally incorrect because it's hurting others? This is the reason I hate moral philosophy professors they never told us the answer to that. The photos are all fake only being used for one persons advantage, I guess that answers my question.

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BILLIES POV
imagine this as chaotic as possible

"Billie when is your girlfriend going to get here" Finneas said preparing himself

"I don't know finneas I've texted her countless of times" i responded texting her one more time

"She's late" Mom said walking into the room

"Yes mom I know i'm figuring it out" I said

Everyone's on my ass everywhere I go. Billie this Billie that I don't fucking know everything! The last thing I would know is where the fuck Quinn is! Leave me alone!

"I'm sorry! I know I'm late I got caught up in something" Quinn said carrying in her guitar

"What the hell caught you up so much that you are two hours late Quincy?" I asked

"Don't take anything Billie says to heart she's in a bad mood" Finneas said from the corner

"I'm not in a bad mood!" I said throwing a pillow at finneas

"It's not that important, I'm here now babe at least I didn't miss the damn show!" She exclaimed

"Must be terribly important for you not to respond to any of my texts" I scoffed

"What the hell is up your ass today" She said plopping down on the couch next to finneas

"Right?" Finneas laughed

"I said nothing!" I shouted

Truth is body shaming and hate comments are up my ass. Every once and a while I make the stupid mistake of looking at my comments after posting something I like, whether it be them calling me fat, saying I cant sing for shit, or just complaining that I didn't "look" happy at a meet and greet. I cant have one day where I don't have to be with anyone? Don't get me wrong I LOVE my family I LOVE my girlfriend but I just want one day. I've been juggling so many things lately like writing songs for my next album, merch complaints, i'm making a picture book, it's been a lot.

"Hey billie" Finneas said

"What now finneas?"

"Jesus never mind I'll ask Quinn instead"

I didn't mean to be aggressive it just came out that way. It's like everybody here understands me but at the same time they don't at ALL. This day couldn't get anymore stressful. I NEED TO GET DRESSED. I ran to the dressing room getting a random outfit from the closet it was another gucci suit like always i practically live in these now.

"You look nice" Quinn said waiting for me outside of the closet

"Thanks" I sighed

"I think i'm gonna set up a day just for you after these next couple of shows okay?" Quinn said grabbing my hand..

"It's like everybody here understands me but at the same time they don't at ALL." She gets me.

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