(Devon's POV)
We reach the mansion without any fans interrupting us. I stuck with Emily the whole time, letting her talk. Emily likes the color black and she loves to sing and read. Her favorite band is us. She still hasn't told me her back round story, but I'm not pressuring her too.
Sadly, her friends had to go home. I gave them an autograph and took pictures with them though. Kai was on the left of Emily, whilst I was on the right.
I enter our house, letting Kai and Emily in. I close the door. You can hear the TV playing in the living room, along with some noise in the kitchen.
"C'mon, try not to freak out." I tease Emily. She nudges me in the ribs, making me laugh a little.
I walk into the living room, where everyone but Ivy and Ryan are.
"Hey guys.." I trail off, no response. "I have visitors, so please at least acknowledge them."
"HOLY CRAP!" Emily squeals and jumps on Skylar, startling her.
"What the fu-oh.." Skylar trails off, now laughing at Emily.
"Guys, this is Kai and Emily. Emily is a huge fan of us, so I thought 'why not'?" I inform them. They don't even bother looking at me, only Kai and Emily.
I frown and sigh. I quietly slip upstairs, leaving them. I walk out to the balcony, leaning against the railing. It's been a long time since I've came out here. This is probably my favorite place out of the whole house-besides my bed.
"I know I don't usually pray. But God, I don't know what I did wrong. Why are they ignoring me? Just tell me what I did wrong and I'll do my best to fix it. They're my only family left, so please don't let them leave me too. Especially Alex-God, don't let her leave me. I love her to death, just, please. Give me the strength, amen." I pray aloud, silent tears running down my face.
I put my head in my arms with a sigh. I don't pray a lot, but when I do, it's fucking important. I push off of the railing, turning around. I wipe my tears away, heading back downstairs. I walk into the living room.
Kai and Skylar are talking. Emily, Ivy and Ryan are watching TV together. Alex and Leon are also silently talking.
They look fine without me..perfectly fine. What would they do if I left? How would they react? Would they come looking for me?
Emily notices me and jumps up. She runs over to me and pulls me into a hug. She's skinny for a 14 year old. I kneel down and hug her back, just as tight. At least someone shows me some fucking attention.
I bury my head in the crook of her neck, trying not to cry. I look up to see everyone staring at me.
"Don't let go.." She whispers.
Even though I only just met Emily, I have this urge to protect her, like she's my little sister. I slowly let go of Emily, as she does the same to me. I smile at her and kiss her forehead. She smiles at me back and walks back over to Ivy.
I stand up, swallowing the lump in my throat. I take one more glance at the group, then Alex. I lock eyes with Alex. Her gorgeous, hazel eyes. I give her a sad smile before walking upstairs, my head hanging low.
I walk into my room, shutting the door behind me. I walk to one of my drawers, grabbing my journal. I grab a pen and sit down at my desk. I open to a brand new page.
I don't know what I did wrong. But obviously it's something. I'd really like to know, but I'm to scared to ask. I'm scared of what they're going to say. Scared of what they saw or found. Obviously they know something, right?
Is it because I'm arguing with Alex? I don't know. Trust me when I say this, I really want to stop arguing with Alex. I miss her. I love her. But I also hate her. I hate her for making me soft and vulnerable. She's my world, and I hate that. I hate how she can make me do anything and how I can forgive her so easily. I hate how she can make me cry.
Sometimes, I wonder what it would be like if I did disappear. Not from earth, just their lives. Like, don't you ever wonder what someone else's life would be like without you in it? Would it be better or worse?
I met a girl my age today, her name is Kai. She has a little sister, who is 14. Her name is Emily. She's a fan of us. I saw her scars today, which made me upset. Not at her, but whoever made her do it. No one should self-harm. She's fairly skinny for age, but she so far, she has to have the best hugs ever.
I told her she is beautiful. I kissed her scars. She is beautiful in every single way. Everybody is beautiful. I feel like Emily is already my little sister, though she has yet to open up to me. Kai seems like a trustworthy person-even though she didn't know who we are. Which I'm glad about, she didn't treat me differently because I'm a celebrity.
And when I went back downstairs, they all looked happy without me-the band, I mean. Emily and Kai were there of course. But they look just fine without me. They ignored me until Emily notice my presence. She gave me the longest hug ever-which I totally enjoyed.
Maybe..maybe leaving isn't such a bad thing.
My phone dings, making me stop writing. I get up and walk across the room to get it. I walk out of my room, leaving the door open. Turns out it was just a reminder for some shit. I walk downstairs to the living room.
The only seat available is next to Alex. I sigh and sit next to her. I shift uncomfortably, as I can hear her breathing.
"I'll be right b-back." Alex mummers, standing up. She walks upstairs. I hear a door shut-my door.
My eyes widen, realizing I left me journal open.
"Shit!" I exclaim, startling everyone. I jump up and bolt upstairs.
I burst into my room.
But I'm too late.
She has it in her hand, reading it.
Fuck.
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