{Y/N] was worrying on her four poster bed at the Ritz-Carlton in Los Angeles, since Cody was to perform at the famous Violè, the stage where many early stars sang, such as The Beatles or even Blondie. But it was nearing ten p.m., and Cody was supposed to come back to the hotel at nine, nine thirty, max. Of course she was worried. What if something happened to him? She paced up and down, until at eleven someone knocked. "Hello? " she asked. She hoped it was Cody. The person opened the door, and [Y/N] almost fainted of anxiety. It wasn't Cody, it was the manager. "Cody will not be returning until two a.m., he has a special performance at the Cobra, thank you. " (The Cobra was also a famous stage.) He left before she could say another word, and she fired up. She immediately knew this was a lie. She knew if Cody was working late, he would ALWAYS, ALWAYS call her and tell her from personal experience. So did this mean Cody told the manager to tell her, or Cody didn't? She checked her phone. Full batteries, and no new missed calls or texts. She started worrying, and getting furious. Where the hell is he? She thought. Then she had a thought. Why not just... check Cobra if he was there? She would bring his favourite soup... and then she had an excuse to look around, and see where he was. She grabbed her car keys to her Bentley Continental GT, curtesy of Cody, and left with a bowl of suran-topped soup, and a good argument in her head for why he wasn't calling her back. She drove thirty minutes to Cobra, the bright neon blue lights so bright she had to shield her eyes. She got out of her car, and felt her rose pendant. Still, it was on. She had to wait about twenty five minutes until she could find a parking space. It was a Friday night; the club was packed. Finally she found a spot, and she climbed out. Then she smiled at the warm summer air. Finally, summer. She thought. She remembered winter five years ago; meeting Cody. It was the best night of her life. Then she shivered at the thought, what if he wasn't here? What if he actually was missing? No, she thought. He had too much body guards for that to actually happen. She didn't have to wait in line to let the bouncer in, he spotted her and knew it was Cody Simpson's girlfriend. She squeezed through the door, and was assaulted by moving bodies, and the smell of beer. She squeezed through couples dancing to some rock band that was performing. She saw some door that said, 'Back' then, 'For Performers ONLY.', and she squeezed her way through it. Obviously, if Cody was performing here, he would be in here. She went inside and quickly shut the door so no one would see her go in, and she didn't want to create a fuss. She walked down a dimly lit hall, into a room where the performers sat, chatting and drinking beer. She recognized many, and said Hey, and she asked if Cody was performing tonight. "Yea, he is. He didn't perform yet. " responded a really famous rapper, Money. "Thanks, do you know where he is? " she asked, her heart stopped beating so fast. She knew he was here now. "Naw, b, but I think I saw him go to the back, like, thirty minutes ago. " He replied. She muttered a thanks, and opened the door to where Money was pointing. Then she thought, there was a quicker way to find out where he was. She held the soup in one hand and speed-dialed his number in the second. His ringtone rang through the hallway, and [Y/N] followed the sound. Why wasn't he picking up? she thought. She creaked open a door where she thought the sound was coming from, and there stood Cody, and [Y/N] cringed and almost ran to the room and ripped the girls head off. There was that girl that wanted to take him to Pizza Pizza the night when he was eating the soup with [Y/N]. Stunned, she watched as Cody looked at his phone and through it at the couch, kissing the girl. "Whos'it? " asked the girl. "[Y/N]. Don't worry, Lindsay. " he replied. "That bitch. " Lindsay laughed. Cody looked uncomfortable at these but didn't say anything. He looked around the room uncomfortably, but he kissed her again. [Y/N] couldn't take it anymore. Her heart banged against her chest, and she burst into the room. Cody whirled around, and turned beet red. Lindsay ran to the other room, completely embarrassed. 'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? " [Y/N] yelled at Cody. "[Y/N]! Uhm, its a misunderstanding! " he said, coming closer to her. "DON'T touch me! " [Y/N] shrieked. "So, this is what your doing, while I'm desperately trying to reach you, sick to my stomach WORRIED about you." Hot tears sprung up in her eyes. " It was an accident! " he yelled, but she didn't want to hear anymore. She felt the soup in her hand and through it at him. He ducked, just barely and was about to take [Y/N]s hand when she sprung back and felt the necklace. No, she thought in a millisecond. Yes, she thought back. He deserves it. She reached up to her neck and grabbed the necklace. Cody watched in silence as she snapped the fine platinum chain off her neck, and through the necklace at him. He grabbed it and sat on the couch, head in his hands. "[Y/N], please... " he begged, but [Y/N] screamed, "DON'T EVER CALL ME OR TALK TO ME. YOU MAN WHORE! " and she left the room. She ran out into the performers room, and they all stared at her, as she cried. "Yo, honey, whats wrong? " he asked. She didn't answer. She ran out into the heated and crowded room, reaching the Exit. She exited and ran to her car. Quickly opening the door, she sat inside and deleted him off her phone. All these years, she thought. He was probably cheating on her all these years. She grabbed a ring he had given her and through it on the car floor. Then it dawned on her that it had happened. They were officially split, after five years together. Five perfect years. She rested her head on her wheel, and cried. Just cried. After thirty minutes, she started the car and drove to the hotel, planning to pack up her stuff and catch the next flight to Toronto.
Part 14 VERY VERY VERY SOON !!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D :D
