Industry || Pete Wentz

Chapter 10

I hadn't told anyone about the kiss, you'd probably think it was because I wanted to forget about it, but it's because I didn't know how to feel about it.

Pete was Pete, I didn't feel anything for him but the kiss had changed my view on everything. It made me feel great, I wish it didn't. I'm angry with myself.No, I'm angry with him for making me feel like this.

"Hey Vi, So today is the 19th, the day before the record release date. So maybe we can have the official party tomorrow and our own party today?" Harley says to me as I scroll through countless news articles about Ashlee and Pete on my Macbook Air. They were only released this year and I had to get one.

"Why are you constantly thinking of throwing parties?" I sigh, I was too caught up in my thoughts these past weeks that I completely shut out everyone.

"Are you alright Vi? You've been pretty distant recently, did something happen?" Harley looked concerned but I just shake it off.

"Of course not Harl. I would have told you right?" I smile before becoming engrossed in the news articles again.

"You wouldn't have though Violet. You don't tell me anything anymore, when was the last time you spoke to Lauri or Riley properly? I bet you didn't know that Marty was planning on proposing to Lauri tomorrow did you?" Harley snarls at me, I snap my head towards him with my eyes wide.

"What? Of course I talk to you guys! Harley, you guys are my family." I choke, I can't believe my best friend for years has just snapped at me like this.

"Violet. Just please when you are back to your normal self, come back to us, but for now lets just act happy for the cameras. That's what you were born to do." Harley sighs before taking off. I'm just sitting in this guest room waiting to go on stage.

"What was that about?" Ryan comes in not long after the door slammed shut, I think over Harley's words in my head over and over again. Do they all hate me?

"Nothing Ryan." I shrug then muster up a fake smile, Ryan nods but I know for a fact that he isn't buying it. I mean everyone can see through my fake smiles. It's just that kiss with Pete and Ashlee always being around, the tour is getting to me and under all this pressure I don't know how much longer I can last. I just hate being the front man, the one everyone wants to see. The one everyone wants to talk to. The one everyone writes about.

"Excited for tomorrow?" Ryan tries to make a conversation with me, now that I think about it. I had been avoiding everyone. All these people that I love, I had pushed them away that they were almost strangers to me now. It hurts to know that I don't know Lauri's forever changing favourite song right now, or what colour Riley wants to dye her hair but never actually ever does it. I don't know the things that a good friend would know about their friends.

"Ryan. Why does everything turn to shit? I hate everything. I hate everyone. I hate me." I choke out before breaking down into tears. Ryan's head shoots up and his eyes widen at me. He runs towards the door, everyone abandons me, as I thought Ryan was going to but it just turns out that he was locking the door.

"Vi, tell me what's happening. I need to know Violet." Ryan worries as I just cry all these tears that I've been holding in for years. It sounds dramatic but everything has just built up over these years. I mean when was the last time I spoke to my own mother? My brother? My father? My own family I completely just cut out, they raised me into a celebrity and I'll never forgive them for that but they are my family and I just cut my ties with them.

"Everything! I've finally hit rock bottom, again! My friends and family hate me. Pete kissed me and made me so angry with everyone. I just want to forget about him. I want to forget the feel of his hands off me." I sob even more into Ryan's chest. I'd just hit rock bottom again, I mean last time this happened I did something really stupid. I completely regret it and the only way I got over it was writing songs and drowning my sorrows in drugs, alcohol and sex. I was a mess and that's how the rumours circulated through the industry.

This fucking industry.

It messes you up, you see these fresh celebrities looking all happy, but that's just the period of time when everything's new to you, everything's great. Then it hits you. You realize the fame you have, you realize that this isn't life you want to lead. You're stuck in the industry, you don't know what you need until it's taken away from you.

"What? That's nonsense Violet! I love you so much Violet, and I'm your friend right? Violet, Pete kissed you because you are the most loveable girl I have ever met, and whoever this guy was, I'm not going to ask you about him, I'm scared to think about what he did to you. What did he do to you Violet? What makes you scream in your sleep? Don't think we don't hear you?" Ryan was crying now, I could feel his tears fall onto my lap as he clutched onto my sweating palms.

"It doesn't matter. It was my fault." I shrug him off, wiping my tears smudging my mascara as I did so. I didn't want to see Ryan's face as I tell the story of him.He ruined my reputation, my innocence.

"It matters to me." Ryan whispers, interlocking our fingers. I stare down at our hands before thinking where to start.

"I had this boyfriend. He was a total heart throb, a player I guess you could say. He cheated on me several times but I could never see him as everyone else saw him. He was lovely to me, he called me princess, he treated me like a princess.Then it all turned upside down." I began with the occasional s sniffle from either Ryan or me.

"He introduced me into his real friends, his real life. He never let me see his friends but when I did I was glad I didn't. I came from a posh family and these kids were far from it. They were all off their heads on drugs and I fell into their lifestyle from the pressure of my own boyfriend. He whined about me being a scared posh girl everyday." Ryan's fists were clenched as I carried on.

"My life was spiralling out of control, many of our 'friends' died from drug overdoses, it's when one of my closest friends in that group died it pulled me out of my trance. I realized the pain I was putting my real friends and brother through. So I broke up with my boyfriend and moved in with Harley and Riley." Ryan had this look of anger in his eyes, he genuinely cared.

"I was walking home one da-" I sob a little before continuing "I was walking home one day and I got jumped and pulled into an alleyway."

"All the voices were familiar, they were saying stuff like 'we have to get rid of her, she'll grass on us' and then I heard his voice. The boy I thought I loved's voice. He sai- he said 'do what you want, fuck her brains out if you like.' they fucking attacked me Ryan. No one knows about this except my brother, he found almost dead in some dirty alleyway. I haven't spoken to him for so long because I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed of how he found me. With my skirt all hiked up and my top pulled down. Blood trickling down my face with bruises and broken bones." I finish my story, Ryan was crying again. It was all my fault.

"Violet, they should all be in prison." Ryan cried.

"I have no proof, Ryan I don't even know what they did to me, I wasn't awake for most of it." I shrug, I couldn't even report them for it because I wasn't there for most of it.

"Violet. No one knows at all but your brother? You went through all that on your own. How long ago was this?"

"I guess the attack happened a few months ago, I had to hide from the media and tell my friends I got mugged, but the drugs lasted for a few years." I shrug.

"Violet. Who was he?"

"Eric. Eric the co owner of Fueled By Ramen."

A/N: Well I haven't updated for a month ooooooooooooppppppppssssssss

its not edited btw lololol