The Sound of Your Voice | on hold

Chapter 27

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I had woken up, after I heard the door slam. I stepped out of my bed in a panic, my mind dark and foggy. I was completely and undeniably hungover.

My foot landed on a condom, and I winced as I picked it up. There was a huge tear along the side.

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I have not seen Tris in two years. She has kept out of the media, a feat difficult for many famous celebrities as her.

After her song, A Thousand Years, was released, she had skipped the concert, party, and everything.

She's probably forgotten now, but she stays somewhere deep in my heart.

"Four," Amar comes out from behind the shadows.

I turn around slowly. "Yeah?"

I know I haven't been the same after I saw Tris rush out from my apartment. She was probably mortified. Afraid. Scared.

I know I didn't take her virginity, and that was what I was the most grateful of.

"You know," Amar says, leaning against the wall. "Your contract is over."

I had a feeling this was coming. After Tris left, my voice had lost all its emotion. I sang like nothing.

"It was for at least two years," Amar gives me a sympathetic wince.

I was angered at the same time. Becoming a singer was exactly what I wanted, and I had given up Tris and everything and Tris just to come to New York and work with him.

"Very well," I whisper, my voice as still and cold as a frozen lake. "I shall pack my bags and leave, back to Chicago."

Amar wraps me up into a hug, something I did not expect whatsoever. "I'm sorry Tobias."

This is the first time someone's called me Tobias in years. I jerk away from him, like he's water and I am fire.

"Don't call me that," I hiss, before scooping up my briefcase and slipping out of the studio. Forever...

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In my apartment, I am now sitting at my worn desk, researching homes in Chicago.
I want to go back home, with Shauna, Zeke, Lynn, Peter, Christina, Lauren....

I pick up a few boxes at the container store, which is conveniently located next door.

My eyes flicker up to the television as I wait in line to pay.

There's nothing new. Nothing different. Just the weather.

Today seems like an extremely normal and bland day in the city.

Tobias... You got fired.

"Next in line?"

I snap out of my trance, striding forward and setting the six boxes down on the counter. I take out my credit card and swipe it along the machine, signing my name along with it.
"Last four numbers of the card?"

I wince as she asks this. It's totally cliche how the numbers are. "1064," I mumble.

I carry the boxes back up to my apartment, feeling as alone as ever.

I set the boxes down on the floor in the little penthouse.

After living here for two years, I knew I didn't have many belongings. Most of it was back in Chicago, and Zeke was willing to ship anything I had forgotten.

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I'm packing up the last box, scanning for any left belongings.

My eyes find a photo frame, one Christina had taken.

Tris's head is thrown back and she's laughing, while I'm staring at her with some look of love written on my face.

I stare at it for a good second, before tossing it into the trash bag.

She's done with you Tobias...

I push the ten boxes towards the door, sending it into shipping, along with my favorite car.

I sell the other cars. I sell my penthouse.
I book a ticket to Chicago.

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I glance at the time, wheeling out my suitcase and noticing the forgotten trash bag.

I scoop it up in my hands, bringing it into the dump.

This isn't your home anymore Tobias... Goodbye New York...

I hear a smashing sound as I accidentally drop the bag.

It's my photo frame with Tris.

Last minute, I open my suitcase, extracting the photo from the frame. I slip it into my folder, and throw out the frame.

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Here we go...

Sorry, this was a crappy part two chapter! But anyways, I hoped you liked it.

QOTC: When does school end for you?
Me: June 5th, but we have finals the whole week after.

~ Evie