music - Damiano David

37

"they broke up"

"tthey broke up..."

"tthey brokke u...."

Lauren couldn't comprehend what Vic had just said to her.

she was in shock

she was frozen

in shock.

she frowns at the ceiling confusedly before looking over towards her left where vic was still sat staring up.

"its not your fault Lauren" vic says softly to her, looking over in her direction.

she blamed herself.

"I can see it in your eyes, you didn't do anything, you aren't to blame for this"

"are you joking? of course I am vic!" Lauren says, sitting up and tucking her knees into her chest, "I had a moment with the bloody man, which by the way, is all over social media!"

she hated herself

"I really am gonna be seen as a home wrecker! im gonna check twitter tonight and the hashtag, Lauren the home wrecker will be trending god damn!"

she deserved that

"no, it won't Lauren, Damiano has already said he's not announcing it until a few weeks AFTER Eurovision okay? i just thought you should know.."

"i just...i cant believe it...he must be so upset she broke up with him" Lauren shakes her head, looking down at her hands.

"oh Lauren" Vic chuckles, "she didn't break up with him"

Lauren looks up at the girl, a confused frown placed on her face.

"a mutual breakup?"

"he broke up, with her" she says,

"why..why would he do that?"

"are you thick in the head?" vic says, sitting up, "he likes the shit out of you Lauren Davies! cant you see that?"

"but i thought-"

"AAALRIGHT! Lauren i have great ideas for your performance, what do you think, about JUMPING down? hm?" mark says, striding in with his team, "oh...ciao vic...lauren go get an earpiece quick"

"don't block him out lauren...don't give up yet" she says, climbing off the stage and up the audience chairs, "have a good rehearsal!"

"bye vic.."

"LAUREN! EARPIECE!"

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"mark, i don't think i'm physically able to jump IN HEELS, from thy high up, i'll break my legs"

"alright alright, second option, the dancers and you are in a "band", at the start you can all be playing and whatnot, and then all disperse"

"it's alright i guess" Lauren says, picturing it in her mind, "it sounds a bit dull though dont it?"

"your right" mark says, flipping over papers in his hand, "oh! i've got a perfect one!"

"do tell me"

"i was just about to, patience girl" he says, shaking his head, "your in a massive glass box with like, lights in the top of whatever colour, after the verse and chorus, you can leave the box and do the dance shit! god i'm brilliant"

"you know what, i quite like it" lauren nods, looking at the man who had a large grin on his face, "how are we gonna get a glass box for tomorrow?"

"trust me Lauren, you'll have it by tomorrow morning, we need to change the tech shit so what colour do you want in the actual box?"

"red, 100% red, and when im leaving like, get it to flash white"

"take my job lauren, take my job" he laughs, writing a lot of what the girl was saying down, "obviously you got all your pyro and fire shit at the end and which is when you walk down to the front part of the stage, or you could climb on the top of the box"

"on top?"

"yeah i'll put some short stairs behind incase you wanna stand on top of the box at the end"

"alright yeah, i'll just go with it, you know?"

"sure lauren, sure" mark says, running down towards the tech people, "stick the earpieces in and we'll go through a quick run through with all the lights and backround"

Lauren quickly slits in her Earpieces into her ear, the counts of her track playing before the music joins her.

"Sat there waiting for a call back

A little death sure to turn my heart black

And now I

I hate everything, everything"

she sings into the microphone, walking around the stage slowly as she imagines what her performance would look like now with the recent changes.

"Bury me alive

Paranoid and I'm so tired

Memories aren't on the vine
'
Cause all of them are dried and died"

The situation with was still in graved into her head, she had no clue on what the boy was thinking, they were only talking about His girlfriend the other night. She still believed it was her fault, of course she did, but she couldn't help but wonder if it was purely based off the latest events happening between the pair.

"Does he love me? Does he not?

Is it something I did wrong?

Usually, you fill the void

Now I'm filled with opioids"

she marks the dance out in the center of the stage, a few crew members walking around behind her marking the spots on where to put the box.

"Does he love me? Does he not?

Is it something I did wrong?

I'm so fucking scared to go

So I choose to-"

the grande final was tomorow, fucking tomorow, she still couldn't shake off how crazy it was that she was actually standing where she was right now. She had worked so hard to get here, and she couldn't risk letting a cocky Italian man ruin her chances, she couldn't distract herself.

"I sit there waiting for a call back

A little death sure to turn my heart black

And now I

I hate everything, everything

I sit there waiting for a call back

A little death sure to turn my heart black

And now I

I hate everything, everything"

"AAAAND STOP" mark shouts over the music, her song cutting out through the speakers, "perfect Lauren, i'm gonna play around a little more, you go on and do whatever"

"alright mark, have fun"

she walks back stage and passes her mic and ear piece to some crew members, walking down the corridors and out of the auditorium.

"what a fucking day"

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