Age Of Innocence (AOI) [Sequel To IR]

Chapter 89 } A Little Too Much

I dont know what to do because I don't want this book to be 200 chapters long but I still have so much that I want to write and I'm just stressing man.

If you don't get the pictures. That's Tessa (blonde). And Ala (brunette)
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Song: A Little Too Much; Shawn Mendes aka the sexy singing God :)
Enjoy
Part 3:
Ala's POV

~August 3~
I was currently laying on the floor in my living room while Matthew talked and talked away about a tour he's going on. The Sunsation Tour. And apparently I'm wanted on that tour. So here he is, on a Saturday night after the show trying desperately to convince me to talk to my managers about it. Tyler is out with some new friends he made. Carter, Cameron and Nash are also here but they're all sleeping while Matthew and I, being the nocturnal owls we are, stay awake at three in the morning. Finally he's cut off by my phone ringing, he groans and continues applying peanut butter to his toast while I frantically search for my phone.
"It's over here ya geek." Mathew calls pointing to a bright light about the size of an iPhone. I run over not wanting to miss the call but end up tripping. Mathew laughs and answers my phone for me as it reaches what seems like the twentieth ring. "You have reached the Ala Dausonn hotline, how may I help you?" He greets cheerfully I roll my eyes and walk over. "Oh hi Carma, what's up?" He squeals. "Okay, okay. Calm down." He mutters, obviously being yelled at from the other end, and removes the phone from his ear. "It's for you." He whispers.
"Thanks." I glare at the obvious fact. I press the phone to my ear. "Hey Carma." I greet wondering why on earth she was calling this late at night, or morning. I hear her cry a little. "Carma? Carma what's wrong?" I worry immensely knowing she never cries.
"It's T-Tessa. I didn't want to tell you. B-but no one else wanted to. I-I thought you should know." She struggled getting out her words.
"What about Tessa? Carma what happened?" I asked gripping the countertop preparing for he worst. It couldn't be that bad. Could it?
"Tessa. She. She. She, committed suicide... Ala, Tessa is dead." My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach and I wanted to throw up right there. I gripped the counter top harder.
"Your kidding. Please tell me you're kidding."
"No, I wish I was." I dropped the phone and felt my heart burn until it disintegrated. Matthew caught me, apparently I was falling. I didn't cry, I don't think it processed. But then I thought about it. I wouldn't ever see her again. Ever again. She was gone. And that's when it clicked, and I screamed. Literally screamed as tears flooded out of my eyes. All of the guys woke up and ran over. Nobody knew what happened but me. And I cried while they all questioned me. Matthew handed me over to Nash, seeing as how he was my official boyfriend now.
"Ala what happened?" Cameron asked.
"Tessa. She's gone." I screamed flailing around and sobbing. I had lost her. She was supposed to check into the hospital next week. I lost her. I couldn't help her. It's all my fault. I wasn't there for her when I should've been, I should've been focused on her, not work and everything else. I should've helped more. I didn't do enough. I wasn't enough. And I lost her because of it.
"Oh my god." Someone whispered. I continued to scream and cry and scream and cry. Then I only cried because I had lost my voice.
I couldn't sit here anymore, I couldn't just sit here. I needed to leave. I needed to get out of here. I shot up and ran out of the door all the way to the beach. Only one person followed. The only one I wanted to follow right now. Matthew. I collapsed on the sand and dug my hands into it sobbing.
"Ala." He tried touching me but I jumped up. "Ala." He tried again, calmly. I didn't listen and walked to the water collapsing in that. I stepped further in cutting my feet on a few seashells. I didn't care. I collapsed again unable to walk for more than eight steps. "Ala!" Matthew called a little more stern. I didn't listen and only cried in the water. "Ala Dausonn get your ass out of the water before you get hypothermia!" Matthew yelled. I didn't even notice how cold the water was. I abided and walked back collapsing in the sand again. Matthew hugged me tightly and I sobbed in his arms. He removed his dry shirt and wrapped it around my cold wet body. He then ran his fingers through my hair rubbing softly on my head while continuing to hug me. I couldn't seem to stop crying. He pulled away a little and kissed my forehead wiping away a few of my tears with his thumbs, they were only quickly replaced with more. "Babe, you need to look at me please." I shook my head as I pushed away from him standing again. I tugged at my hair as I walked in circles, wheezed, begged for air, and, cried. I yanked on the collar of my shirt and suddenly had the urge to take it off, strangely. I couldn't think straight, the wrong felt right, and the right, well it just felt wrong. I wanted to do so many things, so many bad things. "Ala, look at me." Matthew took my face in his hand. And although I tried to break free, I couldn't move as he kept our faces alined. "Look at me, dammit!" He yelled I looked into his eyes out fear. Of myself. It calmed me. He let out a sigh. He knew it would work. "You're out of control. Please, gain control." He whispered. "You're going to be okay. I promise." He whispered again pressing our foreheads together. "I'm so sorry this happened. It sucks, I know." I closed my eyes listening to his soothing words and almost forgetting the situation at hand. "Do you want me to call Shawn and see if he'll sing to you?" I nodded knowing his singing always relaxed me. He pulled out his phone. I was instructed to sit down, I did so while Mathew paced back and forth waiting for Shawn to answer. I cried again and squeezed the sand in between my fingers having the urge to break something. "Thank god. Shawn I need you to get your guitar please." There was a pause but I didn't pay attention, only to the waves crashing and breaking the sand. "Tessa, she um. She committed suicide, Ala is devastated." I screamed again when I heard this a second time, it hurt intensely on my vocal chords but I didn't care. Nothing could compare to what I was feeling inside right now. "Hey, baby girl. Shawn is gonna sing to you." Matthew crouched down next to me holding the phone. Calling me that sweet name that I loved hearing from his mouth.
"Ala?" Shawn spoke. "What do you want me to sing to you?" He asked so softly.
"Something, anything." I cried and my voice cracked indicating I had chased it away with my screams.
"Do you wanna hear a new song I've been writing?" He asked. "You'll get to be the first to hear it?" His voice was so genuine and soft. I cherished it. I wanted him here. I didn't know how to respond because I didn't want to speak again. So I only nodded for Matthew so he could inform Shawn I was totally okay with that. Matthew informed him and he strummed a couple chords before starting.