Finding Our Way (Stefonnie)

Chapter 2

It was all was thrilling. People, strangers chanting her name as she finished her venue and how she would get stopped every now and then for autographs and photos. She was living the dream and with all the light shined on her, the thought of going back home when the summer is over began to feel less and less appealing.

She hated that it did, but it did.

It felt as if her band members were her family now and her real one was nothing but a distant memory. To make them more of a memory, she stopped calling and emailing sometimes on purpose and other times because she was simply too busy playing or getting interviewed or partying that she would always postpone it until later, but eventually that later tuned into never.

The tour was going better than they had thought so when the opportunity arrived that she could tour longer, she took it, emailed her best friend and never looked back.

She was no longer Bonnie Salvatore, but Sheila Andrews inspired by her grandmother who taught her how to sing and who would sing with her until her last dying breath. That's why Bonnie took this opportunity in the first place, she wanted to honor her grandmother and every time she thought about going back home, she'd use that as her excuse to stay.

Sheila crawled on her bed after another long night out. She told herself that the drinking would stop, but after playing such a good show, she had to celebrate with everyone. As she closed her eyes a smile appeared to her face thinking about an hour ago when she was being praised by everyone around and though she was drunk did a few songs before she found herself heading to her suite.

The phone started ringing causing her head to pound so she quickly lifted it up from the receiver.

"What?"

"Oh, someone doesn't sound good."

"Is there something that you want, Joel?"

"As your manager I am responsible for you so I have to ask-"

"No. I didn't do or take any drugs. I'm a year clean of that stuff."

"That's good to hear, Bon."

"How come you're the only person who forgets that I changed my name?"

"It's not like you changed it legally, so since I signed a Bonnie Salvatore that's what I'll be calling you." He smiled knowing that she rolled her eyes at that.

"Anyway I scheduled you an interview for tomorrow morning, you think your drunk ass would be alright?"

"I'll be fantastic if you let me get some rest."

He chuckled. "Alright I'll have the hotel give you a wake up call."

"Okay, good night."

She didn't wait for his response just hung the phone up and rolled over in her bed almost immediately falling asleep. She dreamed about him and their daughter acting as one big happy family. She hasn't dreamt about them in a while but it seemed as if when she got clean that the dreams started happening again.