'Moonlight'

14

I'm woken up to shouting and yelling outside my room. I sit up slowly, straightening my glasses. I must have fell asleep with them on.

After listening for a few seconds, i realise the shouting and yelling is Stevie.

I jump up from the bed, dashing outside to see what's going on.

Stevie and Lindsey are standing in the hall, screaming obscenities at eachother.

I don't know how long this has been going on, but it has escalated quickly.

Stevie is standing about 2 feet away from Lindsey, tears in her eyes as she shouts something about him being too controlling. She's surrounded by various bags and shawls, the lacy black one that she put on earlier falling off of her shoulders as she stomps her feet in anger.

"You're making me do this when I didn't even agree to it!" Lindsey is yelling, waving his arms above his head like a crazy.

"YOU SUGGESTED THE FUCKING TOUR." Stevie screams, the shawl finally falling to the floor as she mimics Lindsey's arm waving.

She pauses to pick it up, wrapping it around her protectively.

"When did i ever-?!"

"You KNEW that Robin had just passed, you KNEW i wasn't coping, and you made me come all the way out here? I haven't even finished my album!"

"You gave us 3 fucking songs, Stevie! What are we meant to do with that?!"

"Put them on the album! That's why i gave you them!"

I don't want to watch this any longer, or i can't be bothered to, and sigh in relief as Lori and Sharon come bursting into the hall from downstairs, both of them running to Stevie's aid.

I shut my door quietly, not that anyone would notice i had opened it in the first place though.

I didn't think i'd ever get to witness a full-scale Stevie and Lindsey fight in my life here, but here we are. I lay back down on my bed, trying to fall asleep, but it isn't exactly easy with the chaos going on outside.

However long goes by, 10 minutes...

30 minutes...

an hour,

before the shouting finally dies down and the ringing in my ears starts to stop.

After a while someone knocks on my door quietly.

I pause, wondering who it is.

Sharon? Or what if it's Kesi, back after she changed her mind?

They knock again, more impatiently this time. I don't have the energy to stand up, but my feet drag me to the door to answer it.

I gasp quietly as i see Stevie standing there, looking rather exhausted.

she was the last person i expected to be knocking on my hotel door at 11pm at night.

"Hey," i mutter, quietly.

"Hi, Pierre." she says, hoarsely. her voice is even more wrecked now from all that shouting.

"Do you wanna come in..?" i open the door a little more, gesturing for her to come inside.

She nods gratefully, stepping inside the room nervously.

"Where's your stuff?" i ask, peering behind her to see where her bags are.

"Oh, the girls took it all to their room. I'm not sure if staying with Lindsey is the greatest idea anymore." she smiles lightly.