Dreams That I Have

Going On Tour With My Ex(Ally) Pt.2

This is unedited. Hope y'all enjoy. Do y'all want me to make this into a book? Let me know in the comments.

Daphne's POV:

I can't believe I just did that, I think as I walk off stage, followed by my band.

Why didn't Mama or my band stop me from singing those songs?

Lauren tried to stop you, dipshit, but you wouldn't listen.

"Daphne?" Mama questions cautiously.

She, along with Dad, Mama and Papa J, Patricia, Jerry, Vanessa, and Stephanie, were standing with the girls during my little episode. And even if they hadn't been, they would've seen it in less than an hour cause it's gonna be all over social media.

I hand over my mic and in-ears to a crew member, and then I brush past everybody and head down the hall, stopping in front of our dressing room, where I start to pace back and forth.

"Tell us where your head is at, kiddo."

I stop and glare at Dad.

"Tell you where my head is at, Dad. Really? Well, in case you missed it, I just had a fucking breakdown in front of thousands of people, which will soon be millions as soon as those videos hit social media." I run my fingers through my hair in an attempt to calm myself, even though I know it never works when I do it. "Why was Lauren the only one who tried to stop me from singing those songs tonight? More importantly, who put them on the set list and why?"

I rub at my face to get rid of the tears, but it's useless as they just keep falling silently.

"I did." Mama and Chloe speak at the same time.

The two freeze as they look at me.

"Why?" I clench my jaw.

"I told them to."

My head snaps to Stephanie. She wears a serious expression, but her eyes soften as we lock eyes.

"Why?" I question shakily.

"You've been bottling things up for a while now. I could see you were close to breaking, but you were stopping it from happening. You needed something to push you the rest of the way, but you were supposed to do the songs during rehearsal. I never meant for you to actually perform them in front of an audience. I'm sorry, Daphne."

"S-sorry? You're sorry? Instead of coming to me and addressing your concerns in private, you brought my mother and one of my best friends into it and caused me to make a fool out of myself in front of thousands of people. You're supposed to protect my mental health."

"I know, and I am truly sorry. I will do whatever it takes to make it better."

"She's just worried about you, Daph. We all are."

"Well, y'all should be worried now. Tell me, does anyone remember what happened after the last breakdown like this?" I question knowing that only one person knows what happened that night.

My anxiety is so high right now that I feel like throwing up.

"Daphne no." Ally breathes.

"What happened?" Cole questions.

I chew on my bottom lip as I debate exactly how much to tell them.

I know what I want to do right now, but I know I can't, so I spin around and punch the wall as hard as I can with my right hand.

"Daphne!"

I roll my eyes at the multiple screams of my name and flex my hand.

"I need medical over here!" Mama hollers as she reaches for my hand.