"You came out of the blue like that,
You came out of the blue like that,
I never could've seen you coming,
I think you're everything I've wanted."
Gracie Abrams x OC
Alternate and extended version of my short story 'Minor'
TW: mentions of addiction...
Gracie knew something was wrong. Morgan wasn't smiling as much as she usually did while taking photos. When Gracie looked over at her, despite the lighting being quite dark, she noticed the look on her face. And worst of all, noticed the patch of blood on her hoodie.
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Gracie stumbled over her lyrics slightly as she tried to figure out what could have gone wrong in the space of an hour before she went onstage.
Morgan noticed this and looked over at the girl who was giving her a look of shock. And that's when she realised. She still has her hoodie on. With the blood on it. And no doubt her face looked any better.
Before she could take another photo, Alex grabbed her from the barrier and pulled her towards Gracie's dressing room as the show was about to end.
"What is that on your hoodie? And what the hell happened to your face?" Alex asks as she fully takes in the girl.
"Well-" before Morgan could explains themselves Gracie bursts into the room.
"What's going on? Are you okay?! What happened?!" Gracie immediately bombarded Morgan with a million questions as she grabs her face and studies it closer.
"Calm down, okay? It's nothing" Morgan says as she goes to reach up for Gracie's hands but Gracie pulls them off her face anyway and takes a step back.
"It's nothing... okay, it's nothing? So the blood on your hoodie is fake? And that bruise on your face is your attempt at putting on makeup for once?" Gracie asks rhetorically, wanting a proper answer from Morgan. Alex assesses the situation and quickly sneaks out towards the door.
"I'm gonna leave you two to it. You have 10 minutes before we need to go" she says before closing the door behind her. Morgan looks away from the door and to Gracie, who has her arms crossed and is tapping her right foot.
"Okay, first of all, ouch. Second of all... I fell over?" Morgan tries but receives a glare from Gracie. If looks could kill.
"Morgan" Gracie replies in a warning tone, making Morgan sigh.
"I saw my brother" Morgan informs her, lowering her head slightly. This makes Gracie's heart sink.
"Oh my god. Did he do this to you?" Gracie's asks with a worried look on her face. Morgan didn't reply, and that's when Gracie knew, "oh babe, c'mere" she says as she walks towards Morgan and wraps her arms around her waist whilst Morgan's go around Gracie's shoulders.
"He's just like dad. I can't believe it.... I don't wanna believe it" Morgan sobs into Gracie's shoulder as they stand like that for a while. The only sounds are the muffled cries coming from Morgan. After a few minutes Gracie pulls away.
"Okay... okay, my next show is in Paris in 3 days so we can go back to the hotel, pack up all our stuff and get the next flight out" Gracie starts rambling as she hurries around the room to gather up her and Morgan's stuff, "my team can come a day or 2 later if they want to see more of london but we are leaving okay?"
"Tiny"
"Of course I'll have to book a cab for us to the airport. Wait where did I put my cash, it must be around here somewhere"
"Gray stop"
"Oh found it. Okay, now I just need to see for some flights. Morgan did you bring your laptop her-"
"Gracie!"
"What?!" Gracie shouts back as she turns towards Morgan who has a shocked look on her face, before covering her mouth as tears start falling from her eyes.
"I'm gonna be fine, okay? I told him not to bother me anymore" Morgan informs Gracie as she walks her way over to her.
"But look at your face. I can't help but think that's my fault" Gracie sobs.
"It's not your fault"
"How do you know that?! I brought you here! You had your doubts and I still brought you here!! It's all my fault!"
"Now why on earth would you think that, Tiny?" Gracie sniffs as tears stream down her face. Morgan reaches up her hands and wipes them away before placing a small kiss on her lips, "He was the one who threw the punch, okay? Not you, though I feel like you could probably throw a good punch" Gracie gives Morgan a watery smile at the little joke, "I know that you asked me to be on tour with you, which probably makes you think that this is your fault. But trust me on this, I knew we were coming to England and I still agreed and I still came with you because guess what?"
"What?" Gracie whispers as she listens to Morgan words carefully. Morgan places her forehead on Gracie's.
"I'll always be here for you. No matter what, okay?"
"Do you promise?"
"I promise."
Time skip
"Oh my god. Morgan come out here and look at the view!" Gracie shouts back into the hotel room. They got an early flight to Paris and have just made it to their hotel room. The place they were staying had a direct view from the balcony to the Eiffel Tower. It was late at night so the lights were sparkling.
"wow" Gracie turns around to see Morgan leaned on the doorframe looking at her, not the Eiffel Tower.
"Not me stretch, this view" Gracie laughs as she turns back around.
"Stretch? I thought that was a 1 time thing" Morgan complains as she makes her way over the Gracie.
"Are you kidding me? You call me Tiny all the time, I think I deserve this one" Gracie laughs and Morgan lets out a sigh before wrapping her arms around her waist and placing her head on top of Gracie's.
"We're gonna be just fine, Tiny" Gracie sighs as she leans into Morgan and closes her eyes.
