And Always.

Chapter 37

(Not Another Rockstar By Maisie Peters)

Harley's Pov

"Oh god damn not another rockstar." I sang, looking out at the crowd with a smile as the curtain dropped.

"We are going to get shit for that." Dlo said, jumping down from his drum set.

"Oh well." I rolled my eyes, putting my microphone on the stand and walking backstage.

"If it isn't Harley Willows!" I heard from around me and I furrowed my eyebrows as Dlo screamed.

"Fuck you, Yomar!" Dlo ran over to the person and hugged them.

"Carter Hart!" Dlo said, and he laughed.

"I'm your biggest fan. Actually." Carter laughed out, hugging the rest of us.

"I'm Philly's biggest fan." Dlo spoke quickly, causing us all to laugh.

I closed my eyes, and I felt my head start to get dizzy as I stood there. I walked away from the group with a smile, and I unlocked my dressing room, locked the door once more, and slid down the wall. The headache got more intense when I sat on the floor.

"Harley." I heard. The words laced with venom, and i felt my heart suddenly drop.

"Who let you in here?" I spoke, standing back up and facing my mother.

"Harley we need to talk-" My mother spoke, and I shook my head.

"I left you in New York for a reason. I don't want to talk to you. I never want to see you again." I fired back, and she stood there with disappointment on her face.

"Think about this logically! I'm your mother-" She tried and I felt my anger boil.

"You never were my mother! My Dad played both roles while you went off and fucked any guy that would look at you twice!" I screamed in anger, and her mouth hung open.

"I'm so tired of playing this perfect daughter for you, because i'm not your fucking daughter."

"I gave birth to you!" She screamed in rebuttal and I felt myself only getting more fired up.

"Just because you gave birth to me doesn't make you my mother! When did I lose my first tooth? When did I have my first kiss? When did I get my heart broken for the first time? When did I graduate high school?" I asked her question after question, and she didn't know the answer to any of them.

"I taught you-"

"You didn't teach me shit!" I screamed, cutting her words off, and she shook her head.

"My Dad had to teach me everything! Do you know how much of a struggle that was? He had to teach me how to shave, what a period was, what sex was, what death was, what heartbreak was. That should've been your job, but he did it." I unlocked the door to the dressing room, and opened the door.

"Get out." I said, and she shook her head.

"I brought you on the goddamn tour, you're not kicking me out of it. I gave you the life you wanted. I handed it right to you, and this is what I get in return?" She sounded like she was actually hurt, but I knew it was all an act. I knew how she worked.

"And that song that you sung tonight. The unreleased one about Jessie. That was low, even for you, Harley." She walked closer to me, and I took a couple steps back.

"Wait until you hear the one about you." I smiled sweetly at her, and her face coiled in anger.

"You're not going to find a way out of this contract. Kevin has talked to every management he knows, and paid them off to turn you all away."