COVER MADE BY @frecklsuv
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All she ever wanted was a career in music. Now that she's there, what's next?
He just wanted to make the best music the world has seen. He never expected to fall in love on the way.
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It's been a couple days and still nobody will talk to me.
Momma gave me my phone and everything back after I told her that the tests were for Lala and not for me.
When I got my phone back, I seen that they literally removed me from the groupchat but Brisa left the groupchat with just us girls.
I even tried sitting with them at lunch the other day at school but everyone just got up and left except for the twins (Di and Cia).
Even Kayden has been giving me the cold shoulder which hurt just as much as Jaxon ignoring me.
It's the fact that my own brother wouldn't even listen to me.
I was walking into the hospital at the moment because I really just needed to be up under my momma right now.
I got off the elevator and walked down the hall for a little bit until I got to her room. I knocked before walking in, seeing her staring at the TV with a bored look.
"Hey, baby." She smiled, sitting up a little more but frowning when she saw the look on my face. "What's wrong?"
I don't know what it is about someone asking what's wrong but that shit always make me so much more upset.
"A whole lot, mommy." I sniffed, moving my glasses as I felt my eyes cloud with tears.
Instead of saying anything, she just reached her arms out and I put my bag and stuff down on the couch before going over to her.
I carefully climbed into the small ass bed with her, laying up under her. She rubbed my back as I hugged her and cried into her chest.
"It's okay. Let it out, Ana." She told me, rubbing my back as I cried even more. She took my glasses off and put them on the nightstand, making me realize how blind I was without them.
I thought I would've been out of tears by now but apparently not.
I cried until I couldn't no more and I somehow felt the slightest bit better. I really just needed a good cry while my mom told me everything would be okay.
I waited until my tears calmed down a little more before I began to tell her the story, sniffling here and there.
She listened the whole time, letting me take my time at the parts where my voice would break and more tears would fall out.
"Mommy, I don't know what to do." I sniffed, trying not to break down again.
She was about to respond but grabbed a napkin quickly and ended up coughing into it.
I looked at her concerned and she kept coughing into the napkin. When she finally stopped and pulled it away, there was blood all over the napkin.
"Mommy..." I trailed off, furrowing my brows as I looked between her and the napkin.
