what you need (the weeknd)

Twenty Six - Tears in the Rain

*...It's pointless, like tears in the rain..*

Two weeks later..

Abel

Depressed.

Thats the mood I was feeling as I threw myself onto the cold, firm bed, groaning into the pillow.

Another fight.

Another fucking fight me and Luara have gotten ourselves into. Honestly, I'm not even sure what it's over anymore but all I know is, it's been happening way too fucking much.

And I need a break.

From tour, from everyone and as much as I hate to say it, Luara.

I have no idea what's up with her. Ever since the first concert of this leg, she's completely changed. She'll pick on me for every little thing and it's not like her.

I know it isn't.

I have the feeling somethings happened because there's no way she'd be acting this way out of her own will. I know my Luara and this isn't her.

I close my eyes as I breathe the stress out of my body, physically relaxing into the bed and making myself comfortable. I feel my consciousness slowly slipping away when I hear small feet slapping against the floor outside the hotel door. It creaks open and I remain still on the bed, pretending to sleep, just in case she wants to yell at me again.

Surprisingly, it's just silence. The shuffling stops for a second before I hear her sniffle and the bathroom door shuts just as the shower turns on. I peek one eye open and I look around before sitting up.

I grab my phone from the bedside table just to scroll through my messages when I hear muffled sobbing coming from behind the bathroom door.

What the..

"Lua?" I call out as I get off the bed, confusion completely clouding my mind. The door creaks as it opens and the sobs instantly stop.

"Luara?" I call out again, peeking my head around the door and I watch her get up from her sitting position on the shower floor and she rubs her eyes before plastering a smile on her face.

"Hey baby, I thought you were sleeping?" She says in a cracked voice and I scan my eyes over her body, temptation knocking at the door. I shake it off and I make eye contact with her, my heart dropping when I notice her beautiful chocolate eyes have become red.

"Yeah, I was and then I heard sobbing.. Lua, why were you crying?" She looks stunned for a moment and she stands there in silence as the water cascades over her body, water droplets running down her curves.

She somehow recovers and she plasters a smile on once again, before looking down at her foot.

"Oh Abel, you thought I was actually crying? No! I just stubbed my toe on the corner and had one of my dramatic moments." She flips her curls to one side and squeezes the water out of it as she turns the knob to the shower off.

A steam of hot air escapes around her as she opens the glass door, grabbing a towel and covering her naked body, standing in front of me timidly as I block the doorway.

I don't think this girl realises just how well I know her.

"Lua.." I start, pulling the obvious face that I know she's lying.

"What Abel? I told you, it's honestly nothing," She says, annoyance spilling through her voice.

I sigh in defeat and walk out the bathroom, ending the conversation. It's obvious she's not in the mood to continue and I respect it, mutually feeling the same.

I jump back into bed, reading over a few messages as the mattress beside me dips down and small arms wrap around my body, securing a strong hold on me.

"Baby?" Luara mumbles into my skin as she plants kisses on my upper arm, looking up at me through her lashes.

"What Lua?"

"I don't like it when we fight.."

"You think I do?" I counter, sitting up now. Luara untangles her arms from my body and sits up with me, pushing her curls out her face.

"I know you don't and I know it's because of me we keep fighting. And I'm sorry Abel, I really am. I don't know what's going on with me, there's just so much happening," She whispers the last part but it's loud enough for me to hear.

"So much happening? What'd you mean, is it the tour? Cause if you need a break, baby we can take one, it's no probl-,"

"No Abel! Stop putting your tour on hold for me! I love the fact that you're willing to but it's not necessary and it never will be!" She lets out, burying her face into her hands, shaking her head.

I stand up off the bed and pace back and forth, frustration building up inside me.

"Then what is it Lua, what is it you won't tell me. Because I know there's something going on, I'm not stupid! What the hell is going on with you?"

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing! I have told you over and over again that there's nothing wrong so why do you keep pushing it? Just leave it be Abel!"

I look at her in disbelief, shocked by the fact that she thinks she can lie to me with that shit. And honestly?

I've had enough.

"I'm outta here." I announce, chucking a shirt and joggers on and I grab my phone off the bed as Lua rushes over to me, crossing over the bed.

"What'd you mean? So you're just leaving now? That's not how communication works!"

I turn back around so quick Lua walks into my chest, groaning in pain.

"Oh, because you know all about communication, don't you?" I retort sarcastically. She takes a few steps back, staring at me with glossy eyes.

"Stop pulling these double standards Lua, when you can't even get yourself to tell me the truth! So I'm sorry, but fuck communication right now." 

I turn around and walk towards the door, not even bothering to pay Lua a second glance as I grab a jacket off the hook of the door. I swing it wide open before slamming it shut behind me, leaving my anger behind too.

Tonight, it was about me.

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Disclaimer: This is a filler chapter!!

I have more content coming soon, it's just all coming into play atm.

Thank you for your patience🙏🏽🙏🏽