Wrong Queen, Scott (A PTX Fanfic)

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CHAPTER 10

There's no point in pretending to be a happy-chappy when I'm dying on the inside. I keep surfacing fake happiness around me just so everyone around me doesn't stress about me. For what good reason?
I decided there and then that I was done.
Done pretending.

I got dressed in black shorts and a black top with my black converse. I was dressed in all black and feeling cold - just like my soul.

***

Mitch pacing around and waiting for King Scott, Avi pretending to be relaxed, KO trying to comfort everyone and me annoyed to the core - that's how we spent the next two days.

It was such a relief when Mitch's phone rang (one can only eat so many cheese curls).

"It's Scott," Mitch said excitedly.
"Put him on loudspeaker," KO said nicely and I was so grateful.

"Hello?" Mitch said.
"It's been two days, Mitch" Scott said from the other end. His voice sounded raspy and not as flawless as I'd grown to know it. It was an echo, as if he was in a huge empty room. I wanted to ask where he was and when he was returning; but the good friend in me told me not to. I am such a good person.

"Two days and she's not awake yet," Scott said.
"Scott, she's going to be okay," Mitch tried to reassure him. "I can feel it."

I really hate it when people tell me 'it's going to be okay'. Like, how do you know? You're not the one causing the problem, are you? Gosh.

"What if I lose her?" Scott asked, "I don't want her to die."

"I'll be here," I wanted to add.

"What will you do when it happens?" Mitch asked. "When" it happens was what Mitch said. So she is going to die. She was literally the only one standing in the way of my dreams.

"I'd lose myself. I can't think of... living without her." Uhh... You've been doing it all your life, before you met her.

***

The little prick was out of hospital and three weeks later, Scott was finally back. The house was full of negative energy and KO suggested we go eat at Scott's favorite coffee shop, Mugg & Bean.

"So we got another chance?" Scott asked after hearing the great news, "They just changed the dates?"

"Yes," I said in annoyance. Mitch had told him at least five times. "Again, you'll have to choose," I told him, "Fame or Elsa."

King Scott took that moment to play the victim again. "I don't know what to do," he said. "I can't leave Elsa, she needs me, and I don't want to let you all down. Unless..."

He said in a way that wanted us to question what was on his mind. I wanted to know, but Ice Queen in me would never allow me to ask such. We were not giving in to Scott's demands. I was silent throughout the whole conversation and found it pointless to give my input because we'd always go with whatever Scott wanted.

"How about we go out with a bang? We perform in PE, then another performance in Johannesburg and then we head back to LA."

"Yeah," Kevin agreed.
"I'm in," Avi agreed and so did Mitch.

I could not believe I was being dragged into this.

"Hey, I have an idea," I said, which got everyone looking at me. "How about we stay on the better side of the world and not go back to stupid Africa," was what I wanted to say; but the hopeful looks in everyone's eyes changed my mind. I had to think of something, very quickly.

"If I remember correctly, we start touring in November, going into December, right?" I asked not knowing where exactly where I was going with this.

Mitch confirmed.

"Then why don't we take Elsa with us?"

"WHAT?" Scott exclaimed and I was just as shocked by what came out of my very own lips. "That's a brilliant idea! Well, only if it's okay with you guys."

I could not believe that's what my brilliant mind said in a state of panic.

"Relax," Ice Queen said, "This might just work out well for us."

Again, I couldn't help the smirk that came onto my face as I heard this. I had no idea what Ice Queen had in mind, but you know what they say:

Keep your friends close, and your enemies even closer.